Those things with the female president in the primeval jungle

Chapter 433 Give them a chance

"Just do as I say!" I turned my head to look at the others, firmly determined.

"Except for me, no one here can represent the will of the God Emperor Worm!"

The faces of the nobles suddenly turned ashen, and the civilians all cheered happily.

"Long live the big boss! Long live the big boss!" A group of people shouted and danced towards me.

Most of them are sallow and thin, but now their eyes are shining.

What is torn down is the wall, and what is gained is hope.

Of course, this is only the first step. I know that many people are dissatisfied with me, but I don't care.

Afterwards, I asked the priest to take me to the slave camp.

This place is the dirtiest and most remote area of ​​the entire tribe.

There are two types of people imprisoned here, ordinary civilians who offended Bai Lie and the nobles, and crystallized prisoners captured during the war.

There are thousands of people in the entire slave camp, most of them are captives, and there are few ordinary witches and insects.

This is because most of the people who offended the nobles and leaders were directly executed.

It can even be called good luck to be arranged in a slave camp.

The tribe has no laws at all, the only rule is that commoners are not allowed to rebel against nobles, and everyone is not allowed to rebel against leaders.

The orders and arrangements of those at the top are laws.

Therefore, once the common people offend these high-ranking big shots, whether they can live or not depends entirely on their words.

Slaves are not qualified to meet with the big boss, but those who are in charge of the slaves will teach them the rules here.

The big boss is the one with the three golden armbands on his hands.

When everyone saw the three golden armbands on my arm and the guards waiting in full force, they all ran away in panic.

"What are you hiding? Come out to meet the big boss!"

The person in charge of the slaves is not a noble class, but being a slave leader can be regarded as a fat job.

They usually govern the slaves, and when they are free, they can let these slaves serve as they please.

When everyone heard the ferocious voice of the slave leader, they all trembled with fright.

There is a stench everywhere, and many people are miserable because of the damp and filth, and their faces are full of abscesses.

In this way, they have to work for the nobles...

I originally thought that the civilian class here was miserable enough, but seeing the appearance of these slaves really refreshed my lower limit.

They were really like a group of walking corpses, their eyes were empty, and when they heard what the slave leader said, they all subconsciously wanted to kneel down to me.

"Forget it, get up!" I waved my hand.

The slaves, however, were at a loss.

The slave chief looked at me nervously.

"They're not used to standing up and talking."

shit!

"If they don't get up, I'll break your legs." I looked at him.

The slave leader was taken aback by me, and quickly turned his head to look at the slaves. He wanted to yell at the slaves, but he was intimidated by me and didn't dare to swear at others.

"Get up, get up, don't kneel..."

The priest obeyed my order, walked up to the crowd, and said seriously.

"Everyone, I announce a good news today. From now on, you are no longer slaves, and everyone can obtain the status of a Burakumin."

These slaves have long since become insensitive under the torture and abuse.

Unlike commoners, they were more puzzled when they heard that they had acquired the status of Burakumin.

Are defeated captives and lowly slaves eligible to be members of the tribe?

The priest looked at me: "I said earlier, these bastards, uh, these slaves, even if you let them be tribal people, they don't know what to do..."

Slavery is bad, but it is also effective.

It will take some time for them to put aside their status as slaves.

"Moreover, these people are our enemies. They hate us in their bones. Therefore, it is very risky for you to let them become civilians."

But I didn't take it seriously: "They are so few that they can't make waves. Besides, I just gave them personal freedom, and I didn't want to let them go."

We cannot expect these people to completely become Burakumin, but at least they will no longer be oppressed and abused.

"Witch doctor?" I looked back at the several witch doctors behind the priest.

They rushed over with equally nervous expressions.

"There are many patients here, you go and see them."

The witch doctors looked a little embarrassed.

Because they have always treated the nobles.

Even civilians have to use a lot of food in exchange for a chance to see a doctor.

(End of this chapter)