Chapter 164 Slave Market

The slave market in the stronghold is definitely famous.

As long as you have gold and food, you are the God who rules the fate of countless people here.

In the stronghold, is a deformed small society.

The composition here is completely chaotic, and the social structure is also chaotic. People's desires, and people's ambitions, have been released here, resulting in a complete purgatory here.

Chu Bin and Wu Jiang are completely happy and painful.

They were happy because they each carried a bag of 100 catties of rice on their shoulders. In this apocalypse, having milk is a mother, and a hundred kilograms of rice is enough to attract madness.

Pain... These hundreds of pounds are carried on their bodies, they are just ordinary people, how can they bear it? What's more, this rice is no longer his own soon, because Lu Chuan came to consume it.

Before the end of the world, it is difficult for anyone to believe that rice can also be currency?

It is estimated that whoever said that will be laughed out of his mouth.

But now, it is an iron-clad fact that rice is used as a currency.

There is grain, which you can use as gold, and it has amazing purchasing power.

Lu Chuan was walking in front, with a Type 03 automatic rifle on his back, and a bulging bag hanging from his waist. A discerning person would realize that there were magazines inside.

Chu Bin and Wu Jiang followed behind Lu Chuan carrying the rice, gritted their teeth so that they would not be much behind Lu Chuan.

Once this combination appeared in the slave market, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The slave market was transformed from an old vegetable market. It used to be a place for chickens and ducks, but now the cages are full of people. These people were unkempt, staring numbly outside. Most of them are sitting on the edge of the cage, closing their eyes and being indifferent to the outside world.

More than that, they are still bruised and bruised.

A modern man, to make him a slave, absolutely needs to go through an experience that makes him despair in order to subdue him in will.

And the horror of this experience can be imagined.

In this process, there are beatings and various punishments.

Under this kind of punishment, for many years, no matter how strong the person is, he can't bear it, and he finally succumbs. This is a torturing process of will, and it is a process that makes a person give up all dignity.

After countless tortures, they were finally treated as goods and placed on the shelf of the cage.

For this type of people, their will has dissipated and their hearts have been severely traumatized, and it is difficult to get out of this kind of shadow. All their lives, they may obey their masters and work diligently for them until they die.

The slave market was very deserted, mainly limited by food.

It is easy to buy a slave, but it is difficult if you want to keep him. You need to give him a job that earns more for you, and let him work like a cow in order to earn profitable food.

Generally speaking, people who buy slaves have the idea of ​​hitting the plantations in the wild.

Fill it with the lives of slaves and let the crops grow.

As long as you are lucky and have a good harvest, the payment of these slaves is nothing at all.

In this stronghold, the biggest role of slaves is in this aspect, in planting.

In the deserted market, Lu Chuan appeared with two people carrying food. For the people here, it was undoubtedly the God of Wealth who had arrived. How could they not focus all their attention on Lu Chuan.

Now that the cold is approaching, the crops have been harvested, and there is nothing to work, it is the time when the slaves are least useful. Many slave owners are worried. After all, these slaves cannot be sold, but they have to consume food.

Seeing someone appear, all of them stretched their necks.

"Hahaha, boss, hello hello."

The moment Lu Chuan appeared, a fat man rushed to Lu Chuan like a ghost.

In this apocalypse, it is rare to see such a fat person.

Seeing Lu Chuan's eyes fell on him, the fat man laughed instead and explained, "It's all about genes. With my physique, even drinking boiled water will make me fat, and it's hard to control it."

Some people were unhappy when they saw this dead fat man preemptively.

Who can play this line, which one is not a ruthless character?

A person who is kind and soft-hearted can't do this. The cruel means of torturing slaves alone is not something that Lu Chuan can play. Only ruthless people, people who kill people without blinking, people who eat meat next to dead bodies without changing their face, etc., they dare to be slave owners.

It can be said that each of their hands is covered with blood.

"Boss, what kind of slaves are needed, you can report the number, and I will find them for you immediately."

"This little boss, I have a few strong young men here, I guarantee your satisfaction."

"Boss, boss, don't trust them, what I have is the best."

"I'm not bragging, I have the best taste in the entire stronghold."

These slave owners, all of whom were not fuel-efficient lamps, gathered around one after another, ignoring this fat man, and all of them boasted about the number of slaves in their homes.

As if in their mouths, people are not people, but a commodity.

In fact, before he came, Lu Chuan couldn't get over his heart, after all, he couldn't save them.

But deep down, if you don't save yourself, who can save them?

In your own hands, do you still have to worry about food and security? All of these are not a problem. You can give them enough food and drink. With the wealth in your hands, no matter how many people there are, they are only a drop in the bucket.

The speed of consumption brought about by their meals is definitely not as fast as the speed at which they make money.

I have to say that slave owners are evil, but the slaves they train are just like tools, mechanically doing what you ask them to do.

From Lu Chuan's point of view, these people are no different from zombies.

Now I can buy a batch, it's a batch.

Anyway, these slaves were eventually taken away from the stronghold and brought to the factory in Bei'an New Area to become the workers inside. That's fine, at least they won't have any objections in management.

If you take it out and don't bring it back, you can be sentenced to death, and it will be the end of the entire army.

Lu Chuan folded his arms, watching the self-sacrifice of these slave owners.

When they all stopped and looked at him, Lu Chuan let go of his arms, pointed at Chu Bin and Wu Jiang, and said, "I brought it with integrity, and it's still white rice, I don't care. How many of you there are, I just want the result, pick out the best, don't waste each other's time."