The huge wave sweeping the anime world

"These are not problems. I don't care about them. I just need both of you to guarantee me a peaceful area for these baboons to grow up. They need to adapt to the rest by themselves. I am not their full-time babysitter."

This was also the proposal he and Wu Hai agreed upon after discussing it. This world has been dressed up to look like a game in the eyes of the players.

Although it is extremely real, Wuhai has already patched the souls of every extradited player, which not only dilutes the bright red blood in their eyes and the exposed flesh, but also unilaterally "buys an insurance" for the safety of each of their souls.

However, although this world is not a real game, since the two of them decided to present it to the public in the form of a game, they want to give certain satisfaction to those players who take the time to play the game.

This is also the question he has been pondering over. How can he add value to the players' original human bodies so that they can gain something but not become so powerful that they lose some of the fun of the game.

"Okay, the incidents related to the baboons are not the most urgent matter at the moment. I don't want you to get into deep contact so quickly. You have plenty of time to solve your current problems. Remember, if you really can't solve them, come to me. I don't mind if hundreds or thousands of people suddenly fall from the sky. Anyway, if you are thrown down from this height, unless you are gifted and powerful, you will be smashed into scrambled eggs with tomatoes all over the ground."

Heisenberg lifted Gan Fowl's lowered forehead with his hand and spoke in a slightly threatening tone.

Actually, this was half true and half false. The first half was true, those players had not yet reached his basic standard for leaving the novice stage. Of course, this was a standard he had re-set based on the strength of this world and the Earth world. Otherwise, he didn't know how long it would take for these people to barely qualify.

The fake content was the threatening part. If Gan Fore hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have taken these people seriously at all.

No, if Wuhai hadn't changed his plan, he would have released all kinds of viruses to destroy the entire pirate world.

"There are ordinary people rescued from Dala Island in my space device. After I complete the physical examination for them, I need each of your families to accept them and let them live with you. Remember, let them live as normal people like you, not become your foster slaves, nor treat them as VIPs. Don't do anything weird to me. I don't want to repeat the threat twice."

After Heisenberg finished speaking, he looked at the expressions of the three people leisurely.

Gala was confused at first and then excited, Gan Fore was nervous at first and then even more nervous, and Kulik looked calm, as if he was still trying to figure out why the sea fish he had just eaten smelled like his pants.

"You are simply a beacon of human civilization, guiding our steps forward. We Shandia people will firmly gather under your benevolent leadership... My admiration for you is like the endless torrent of rivers, and like the towering mountains, which make me look up to you."

"stop"

Heisenberg couldn't bear to hear Gala's almost corny oath of allegiance, so he interrupted Gala who was still not satisfied.

"I have never been merciful. If the souls whose bones and ashes I crushed could hear my flattery, they would probably turn into meteorites and fall to the ground, just to kill you, the flatterer."

Another reason why he left the survivors of this human breeding farm was that he didn't want them to be

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In the large open space south of the Shandian people's new camp, a group of ragged survivors gathered together, waiting for the fate of another devil.

Although this devil rescued them from the bloody jaws of the mutant test subjects, gave them food, and allowed them to freely build their territory, they still gave them a series of physical examinations that they could not understand, and today was what they called the distribution day.

Everyone had to be assigned to a new family. To those who were used to seeing their companions being abducted and eaten in human farms, the brief kindness of these new demons to them was probably just to make them better eaters.

Today, they will become the devil's food just like those survivors who were originally strangers but became familiar with each other after countless days and nights of fear together.

A certain sickly man barely straightened up and walked towards the leader of the new demons with a neither humble nor arrogant look in his eyes.

The tyrant has set regulations for human breeding farms, providing some fresh human flesh and blood within a certain period of time to every medium-sized tribe that joins his alliance or half-shot.

As for what they can eat, it is all decided by him. In order to be able to semi-control these mutant test subjects in a long-term and sustainable manner, he set rules for the human farm.

First, how much each tribe can get is entirely decided by him. If any violation is found, the entire tribe will lose his protection and all mutant test subjects can attack freely.

This rule had been violated once before, when the mutant test subject did so in order to eat two more hands.

As a result, the entire clan was wiped out, and the women were abducted to be used as reproductive tools. Although some of their organs degenerated after the mutation, the pull of their desires made them unwilling to give up their reproductive instinct.

Male? That's even a question. Of course, he was eaten as food.

Second, the priority of food ration distribution is strong men, the elderly and the sick, followed by thin men and women, pregnant women and children.

This is not population control due to material shortages.

Strong men are likely to become a force against them, so they must be eliminated. The sick and the elderly do not have much value in breeding, so they must be eliminated in advance to prevent certain diseases in them from affecting the output of human farms.

Thin men and women are in the same category. They are the main productive force in human farms. However, there are always some people who do not cooperate with production, so some of these people have to be eliminated depending on the situation to ensure that the remaining people can produce.

I won’t go into details about the last category. In order to eat eggs, they rarely touch these newcomers who can lay eggs immediately and can be easily controlled by them.

Except for the Tyrant, if he occasionally wants to eat a few young melons to satisfy his craving, no one, no, not even the mutant test subjects, will object to him.

After all, they are the tyrant's personal property, and those rules are only written for those who can abide by them.

Hengti clenched his fists until they were almost skin and bones were exposed, and then stretched them out again. Now was not the time to resist.

Meaningless resistance would only increase casualties. He would rather be eaten silently than let the survivors be slaughtered again. As long as they wait and wait, perhaps they can really wait for those people.