Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

#136 - Being a prisoner requires a lot of imagination

Before long, the slaves in the village gathered with some hesitation.

They cautiously assembled in front of the largest house in the village and clearly saw the slave owner's body hanging.

A scene unfolded that was beyond Tang Wen's expectations.

Thump, thump!

Regardless of age or gender, they all knelt down on both knees before the slave owner's old corpse. They kowtowed repeatedly, countless times.

Tang Wen, the onlooker, grew impatient.

He quietly got up and sneaked back into the village.

Bai Youruo and Bai Xue followed.

"The master was killed by that strange noise! I am the village steward, and now I am the new master! All of you, kneel before me! Kneel!"

Tang Wen's expression was strange as he looked at the dark, skinny old man, unable to understand where this person got the confidence to say such a thing.

"Why? A steward is just a steward," someone retorted.

"You dare to disobey me? You're courting death! Kill him for me, kill him! Whoever kills him will be rewarded with a bag of rice! A bag of the finest millet!"

The others stirred.

That was a bag of millet.

Seeing everyone tempted, the person who opposed the steward quickly shouted, "Kill him! Let's kill the steward together! Kill the steward and divide the millet equally!"

"Who dares!" the steward shouted, jumping up and down. "I am the steward! I have been to the city with the master. The master is dead, but he has friends in the city…"

The crowd turned to look at the person who opposed the steward.

The latter tried to escape, but was tackled to the ground by those around him.

Several people surrounded him, holding stones in their hands.

Before long, the ground was covered in blood, and he was dead.

The people who did it came before the steward, their eyes still filled with the ferocity of having just killed someone.

The steward was startled:

"What? What do you want? Do you want to end up like him?"

"Where's the millet? The millet you promised us!"

"That belongs to the master, how can we touch it!"

"You tricked us!"

"…"

The steward also died.

The people who killed the steward's opponent also beat the steward to death.

A person with blood dripping from the stone in his hand stood up and pointed at those who had fought alongside him, saying, "You, you, and you, the four of us are brothers! Everything here, now, belongs to us! These women are ours too!"

"I am the boss, you are the second, you are the third, you are the fourth!"

"I want five women, you get four, you get three, you get two!"

"I will live in the big house, and you will live next door."

Tang Wen was amused: What a talent.

He did not interfere in any way.

Together with the two women, he quietly watched things unfold.

That night, the boss couldn't wait to do the deed with the five women.

A dozen minutes later, he fell asleep, satisfied, never to wake again.

The third and fourth brothers quietly sneaked into the room and suffocated him to death with the women's clothes.

The two of them took over the big house and the women. The next day, they announced to everyone that the boss had died accidentally and had asked them to be the bosses before he died.

But the second brother wouldn't believe it.

He brought a few teenagers to confront the third and fourth brothers.

A teenager couldn't hold back and charged forward with a wooden spear.

Chaos erupted again.

They started fighting again.

"Isn't it eye-opening?" Bai Youruo's lips curled up in a hint of mockery, her eyes full of indifference.

Slaves are like this.

The slaves she saved back then were the same. After they gained freedom and a little bit of power, they would not try to live a better life.

The only thing they thought about was how to enslave others, how to become slave owners!

Tang Wen shook his head: "I thought something similar would happen, but I didn't expect these people to be so reckless! They are willing to risk their lives for so little benefit."

Bai Youruo nodded: "Their vision limits them."

Tang Wen was no longer interested in watching: "Let's not watch anymore, let's get on the road!"

"Okay!"

As the sun set, Tang Wen packed up the animal skin tent above his head.

The two women packed up the items on the ground, and the three of them set off again on the road to Ganshan City.

The giant wolf galloped across the wilderness, and the further south they went, the higher the temperature became.

Running at night, the cool breeze was pleasant.

But when resting during the day, it was so hot that they tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Tang Wen asked the Sand Wolf King for help.

Immediately, a gentle breeze surrounded everyone.

The breeze took away the heat, and everyone managed to fall asleep.

A few days passed, and Tang Wen and the others encountered another slave village.

After observing for a while,

Bai Youruo said, "The scale is much larger and richer than the last village, let's go around it!"

In the village, there were stone houses, wells, and a hundred or so households.

Tang Wen had no intention of going around it: "At most, there's just a powerful martial artist. With the transcendent wolf king here, it will be easy to kill him!"

"Why?" Bai Youruo's expression was not good.

Bai Xue also looked at Tang Wen.

Tang Wen took out two silver ingots from his arms: "I only have ten taels of silver on me, what about you?"

"This?" The two women were stunned, looked at each other. They had almost lost everything they had during the chase, and now they only had a few hidden gold leaves on them.

"Get ready!"

"Okay." Bai Youruo shook her head and smiled bitterly.

The dignified Miss Bai never imagined that one day she would rob a slave village.

A few seconds later, the sand wolf took the lead and rushed down.

It was dusk, and many people were still outside.

Seeing the giant sand wolf, they screamed in terror.

"The wolf is coming!"

"Giant wolf!"

"Master, save us!"

"Run!"

"Beast!" A violent shout.

A figure sprang out from the ground. Tang Wen's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw that this person had sprung out from a stone-brick outbuilding next to the main house in the village.

A martial artist in the outbuilding?

Then who is living in the main house?

Could there be someone else?

"Be careful! Something's not right."

Tang Wen reached out and placed his hands on Bai Youruo and Bai Xue's shoulders.

"If it doesn't work, we'll retreat." Bai Youruo didn't want to make unnecessary trouble.

Just as the two were talking, two more figures appeared.

One rushed out from the main house.

The other came from another outbuilding.

"They are all martial artists!" Bai Youruo judged instantly.

Tang Wen immediately looked at the Wolf King: "Attack together!"

"Whoosh!"

With a gust of wind, the Wolf King disappeared from its original spot.

In the eyes of Tang Wen and the two women, it flashed into the village like a phantom, and a wolf claw pierced through the heart, dripping with blood!

"It's a Transcendent, run!"

The martial artist who rushed out later exclaimed, but immediately after, his intuition frantically warned him, and the corner of his eye caught something flying over.

Subconsciously, he dodged violently.

Chih!

Once again, ripped open.

The Sand Wolf King was prepared, and it cooperated tacitly with Tang Wen.

The flying locust stone forced the opponent to dodge, and the Wolf King's claws were already waiting for him there.

In the blink of an eye, he solved two martial artists.

There was still the first person who appeared.

He was running away frantically, not even turning his head when he heard the screams behind him.

As long as he was faster than his companions, there was hope of surviving.

But unfortunately, he couldn't be faster than the wind-type Sand Wolf King.

In one encounter, he was crippled.

Tang Wen arrived, and he kept shouting for mercy.