Pirates are born to be king

Food warehouse, boss?

Ryan's ears twitched slightly and he lowered his body lower. As a slave, he had some knowledge of the war slave group. It seemed that the only one they could call the boss was Gesar. .

He was a seemingly thin guy who fought without his life, but such people were not rare among the 800 war slaves. What really allowed him to become the leader was that Gesar also had a good brain. Like those companions who only grow muscles, they only know how to be reckless. Many times they are more like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity. When his opponent reveals a flaw, most of them have no chance of making a comeback.

Not long after the slaves arrived in the Drum Kingdom, this brave and cunning slave had become the leader of the war slaves.

These strong slaves, after training, also devoted themselves to the construction of the Drum Kingdom. The livestock farm where Ryan is now located is one of the buildings they helped build together.

The food warehouse they were talking about was a huge building located near the dock. This warehouse almost stored the food reserves of the entire Drum Kingdom. Now that I think about it, it seems that the livestock farm is really only separated from this food treasure house by a wall!

Don't they have enough to eat?Want to steal some food later?

Hum!You can do such shameless things!

A certain animal trainer who was occupying the orangutan feed felt that he was standing on the moral high ground and despising the group of people outside.

Ryan moved slowly, and his special way of moving made him not make any sound. This kind of lurking technique used in the past when hunting pirates has finally come into use again.

As the saying goes, he felt that he needed to 'maintain' his share of delicious food in the food warehouse. After eating the fruit for two weeks in a row, he was already tired of it.

"Shut up!" Gesar also lowered his voice and reprimanded the slave who spoke before. Even so, he did not forget to observe the surrounding situation at all times. At this late night, with the bright moonlight and the reflection of the snow, the entire The environment of a livestock breeding park can be imagined much more clearly by people from afar.

"Have you brought everything with you?" The war slaves were getting closer to the orangutan cage where Ryan was. Even though Gesar's voice had become lower and lower, it still reached his ears clearly.

"Bring the boss, in addition to the few bags of things, we also brought torches."

Ryan licked his lips. How many packages and torches?

Is it the seasoning?Getting ready for a barbecue?

Is it a little too blatant?But it seems pretty good.

"Well, be careful. You'll die if you eat even a little bit of that stuff. Give me a good wash when you get back."

Poison! ?Are they preparing to poison?

Gesar's words broke Ryan's imagination. He didn't expect that the other party would do this at all!

Although being slaves is very miserable, this kingdom is obviously not too harsh on them, and to a certain extent, it is even considered extremely friendly.

He had never heard of any other place that would establish a series of reward and punishment systems for slaves. According to that system, no matter how incompetent a slave was, he could become a free man after 5 to 10 years.

Only 5 to 10 years.

This is great news for people who are destined to be slaves for the rest of their lives. If they are willing to work harder, they can get rid of slavery in three years or even less than three years.

So, who would give up the foreseeable future and do something desperate?

These war slaves headed by Gesar obviously have a better way out. Thinking of the recent disputes between fish and food merchants, the answer is obvious.

They are really a group of people who will do anything for their own benefit.

Ryan backed away slowly, not even looking there anymore. At this moment, he was not interested in the secret passage to the food warehouse. He just wanted to wait for Gesar and everyone to leave, and then quickly notify the guards of the food warehouse to stop all this.

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