CEO Overlord Love: Contract Lover

At this moment, the temperature of the meteorite is very high, and she dare not go out rashly.

She stared at the meteorite like that, and suddenly, a perfect conspiracy completely emerged in her heart.

in this world.

Be cruel.

She is more ruthless than anyone else!

So what if he cheated a bunch of black slaves?

So what if she tricked the black slaves into submitting to her?

Since Yang Xi's death.

She has long since disbelieved in the so-called love, kindness, and etiquette.

All of this is fleeting.

Now in her eyes.

Only rights.

Only profit.

Now she can do it for her own benefit.

Walking forward on the heads of thousands of people.

Now she can fight for her own rights.

Make up a century of lies!

All this can't be blamed on her.

But God gave her!

......

After more than two hours, the temperature of the meteorite gradually dropped.

The flint, which was originally like lava, has now become a quiet stone.

Mengyao looked up at the sky and found that it would be dawn soon.

That's what the weather is like here.

The night is only three or four hours short.

The rest of the time is daytime.

So she couldn't delay any longer and had to implement her plan immediately.

She stood up quickly, then swiftly pushed open the door of the drone and walked down.

She walked to the side of the meteorite and looked at it carefully.

She found that the meteorite was four or five meters high and three or four meters wide.

If it hits the city, I am afraid that there will be countless casualties.

She didn't care about that much anymore, and quickly picked up a stone from the ground, intending to carve characters on it.

What she picked up was a solid rock, so she easily drew a mark on it.

Along the stone wall, she densely wrote those aboriginal languages.

Fortunately, she asked Laban to teach her a few words.

Otherwise, it would really be a waste of time.

......

After she finished writing, she checked it hastily, and then threw the stone in her hand away.

Then, she turned back the same way, intending to walk back to where the black slaves were.

When she walked back the niggers were still sleeping next to the tree, snoring.

She didn't intend to wake them up.

She had to pretend she didn't know about it.

Meng Yao lowered her eyes and thought for a few seconds, and finally decided not to waste time.

She wandered around the black slaves, wanting to see if there were any plants that could be used, and brought them back to the manor to plant.

She walked for more than an hour, and more or less found several useful things.

Although it cannot be eaten as food, it can cure diseases.

And very precious.

If you buy it in the city, the few plants in her hand will cost at least tens of thousands of yuan.

Gordon was stupid to say so.

I'm afraid planting coffee for a year is not enough to come to this rainforest to pick a few plants and sell them to make money!

......

Just when she was planning to continue looking for some useful plants and bring them back to the manor for reproduction.

Suddenly the sound of a nigger yawning loudly was heard.

She heard the sound and looked, and found that a black slave had woken up.

The black slave caught her eyes, was taken aback, and quickly greeted her with compliments.

"Good morning, ma'am!"

"Yeah." She nodded in reply, then turned around and continued looking for things.

One after another, all the black slaves got up.

She put the plant in her hand on the cart, then walked up to them and ordered them to form a team.

After five or six minutes, the half-asleep black slaves lined up one after another, waiting for her order.

"It's getting late. Divide into four teams and go in four directions to find the food I mentioned." She glanced at everyone and ordered with a blank expression.

"Yes, ma'am." The black slaves responded one after another.

Since it was broad daylight, the black slaves were a little more courageous than at night, and they were no longer so aggressive.

After a few minutes, the black slaves were divided into teams of three or four according to her request.

Each of them took a torch and walked in the direction of their team.

Only she and Laban, who was pulling the cart, were left on the spot.

"Madam, take a break, let them do the work!" Laban persuaded her from the side.

"Well, Laban, you can sit too." Mengyao smiled at him, pointed to a smooth stone, and signaled him to sit on it.

Laban was a little embarrassed, but sat down anyway.

Mengyao sat beside him, planning to chat with him.

"Laban, is the legend here true? Why didn't I see any ghosts last night?" She asked Laban pretending to be curious.

"Ma'am, did you really not see anything last night?" Laban said in disbelief.

"Not really, what's the matter?"

Laban's expression sank, as if he was deep in thought.

After 30 seconds, he shook his head with a smile and replied: "Ma'am, it's nothing, maybe you have a noble status, so Death only respects you!"

Very simple sentence.

The connotation is extremely rich.

From what Laban said.

It can be seen that their faith is very serious.

That also represents.

Her plan is about to come true.

"what!"

Sure enough, after a while, there were several screams from the west direction.

"What sound?" Laban turned his head in fear, looking in the direction of the sound.

Everything is in her plan.

So she doesn't have any mood swings.

"Perhaps the black slaves were accidentally scratched by the branches." She looked at Laban and replied disapprovingly.

"No, ma'am, it's possible that they have met the god of death! Let's go quickly!" Laban said to her excitedly, his black face twisted into a ball.

Mengyao intentionally made a surprised expression, and then quickly stood up.

"How can that be? They are all my people, how can I not save them?" Mengyao looked at Laban in a reproachful tone.

"But ma'am, you can't afford to offend Death. If you go, you will...you will die..." Laban burst into tears as he spoke.

"I would rather die than save them!"

Mengyao looked at Laban with an air of loyalty.

Before he could answer, he quickly walked towards the direction of the voice.

Laban was so frightened that his legs went limp.

But he still pulled the cart to keep up with her pace.

When Mengyao went to the direction of the meteorite.

It was found that a group of black slaves surrounded the meteorite and looked at it carefully.

But the expression is only surprised.

As if wondering where the stone came from.

She knew they could not read.

That's why I tried my best to bring Laban, the only one who could read.

Seeing that there were so many people here, Laban felt less fear.

He put the cart aside and began to size up the meteorite.

When he saw the words on the meteorite.

In an instant, she was so frightened that she fell to her knees on the ground.

"Laban, what's wrong with you?"

Before she could speak, a group of black slaves asked about Laban's situation.

"Yes, Laban, why did you suddenly sit on the ground?"

"Yes, yes!"

……

"This, this stone says... writes..." Laban hesitated to speak.

"Writing what?" the black slaves urged Laban.

"Yeah, let us know! Maybe it's the order of the god of death!"

"My God, no way! Laban, you said it!"

……

Laban waved his hand to signal them to shut up.

Then he read the words on the meteorite with a look of shock.

"Mrs. Fidel, she is my new god to you."

"From now on, those who obey her will enjoy a lifetime of blessings."

"Those who disobey her will never be reborn forever and will suffer all kinds of calamities."

"The bones in front are all black slaves who betrayed her, that will be your end."

……