The slave market in the stronghold is definitely famous.

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

In the stronghold, it is a small society that is deformed.

The composition here is completely chaotic, and the social structure is also chaotic. Human desires, and human ambitions, are unleashed here, making this a complete purgatory.

Chu Bin and Wu Jiang were completely happy and miserable.

They are happy because they each carry a bag of 100 catties of rice on their shoulders. In this last days, milk is a mother, and a hundred catties of rice is enough to attract madness.

Suffering...... These hundreds of catties are carried on their bodies, they are just ordinary people, how can they afford it? What's more, this rice will soon no longer be his own, because Lu Chuan is here to consume it.

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

It is estimated that whoever says this will be laughed out of the big teeth.

But now, it is an ironclad fact that rice has been used as a currency.

There is food, which you can use as gold, and the purchasing power is amazing.

Lu Chuan walked in front, carrying a Type 03 automatic rifle on his back, and a bulging bag hanging from his waist, and a discerning person would realize that it contained magazines one by one.

Chu Bin and Wu Jiang followed behind Lu Chuan with rice on their shoulders, gritting their teeth to prevent the two of them from falling behind Lu Chuan a lot.

As soon as this combination appeared in the slave market, it immediately attracted the attention of an unknown number of people.

The slave market was converted from an old vegetable market, but it used to be locked up with chickens and ducks, but now the cages are full of people. These people were unkempt, their eyes blank, and they stared numbly outside. More often than not, they sit on the edge of the cage, closing their eyes and being indifferent to the outside world.

More often than not, there are people covered in bruises.

A modern man, for him to become a slave, absolutely needs to go through an experience that makes him desperate in order to bring him to his knees in the will.

And the horror of this experience can be imagined.

In this process, there are beatings and various punishments.

Under this kind of punishment, it is a long period of time, and no matter how strong the person is, he cannot bear it, and finally he submits. This is a process of torture of will, and it is a process of making a person give up all dignity.

After countless tortures, they were finally placed on the shelf of the cage like goods.

This kind of people, their will has dissipated, 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 their masters until they die.

The slave market was deserted, mainly due to food restrictions.

It's easy to buy a slave, but it's hard to feed him. You need a job that earns you more for you, and you need him to work like an ox in order to earn profitable food.

Generally speaking, the idea of the slave buyers was to go to the plantation in the wild.

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

As long as there is luck and a good harvest, the payment of these slaves is nothing at all.

In this stronghold, the greatest role of slaves is in this aspect, in cultivation.

In the deserted market, Lu Chuan appeared with two people carrying grain, for the people here, it is undoubtedly the God of Wealth who has come, how can they not focus all their eyes on Lu Chuan.

Now the cold is coming, the crops have been harvested, there is nothing to work on, and this is the time when the slaves are least useful. Many slave owners were worried, after all, these slaves could not be sold, but they had to consume food.

When they saw someone appear, they all stretched their necks.

"Hahaha, boss, hello hello."

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

In these last days, it is really rare for someone to be so fat.

Seeing that Lu Chuan's eyes fell on him, the fat man laughed instead, and explained: "This is completely a matter of genes, my physique, even if I drink boiling water, I will be fat, and it is difficult to control it." ”

Some people were not happy to see this dead fat man strike first.

People who can play this line of work, which one is not a ruthless character?

A soft-hearted person can't do this business, and the cruel means of torturing slaves alone are not something that people like Lu Chuan can play. Only the ruthless people, the people who kill people without blinking, the people who eat meat next to the dead corpse and do not change their faces, etc., dare to be slave owners.

It can be said that each of them has blood on their hands.

"Boss, what kind of slave do you need, you report the number, and I will find it for you immediately."

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

"Boss, boss, don't believe them, I'm the best."

"It's not me bragging, I'm the one with the best mouth in the entire stronghold."

These slave owners, one by one, who were not fuel-efficient lamps, gathered around, ignoring this fat man, and all of them bragged about how good their slaves were.

It's as if in their mouths a man is not a human being, but a commodity.

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

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

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

The speed of consumption brought by their meals is definitely not comparable to the speed at which they make money.

It has to be said that the slave owners are evil, but the slaves they train are completely 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 myself, it's a batch.

Anyway, these slaves were eventually taken out of the stronghold and taken to the factory in Bei'an New District, where they became workers. That's fine, at least they won't have any objections to it.

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

Lu Chuan crossed his arms and looked at the self-selling and singing of these slave owners.

When they all stopped and looked at themselves, Lu Chuan let go of the arm he was holding, pointed his finger at Chu Bin and Wu Jiang, and said: "I brought the integrity, and it is still white rice, I don't care how many of you have, I just want the result, pick out the best, don't waste each other's time." ”