It has been several days since the tall tower that seemed to reach the sky and the earth appeared.

It stands quietly next to the construction site where the slaves work. Its presence makes the slaves who are rarely exposed to new things look at it a few times before and during work every day, thinking about what it is in their hearts.

, what exactly will it be used for?

Although they all know that this kind of thinking is completely meaningless to slaves of their status, and that kind of divine object that can penetrate the heaven and earth has little relevance to them.

However, using the reveries in their hearts as a spice to the boring work is also one of the few rights allowed to them as slaves, and it is not an exaggeration to exaggerate it as "entertainment".

After the heavy and boring work, before the fact of being oppressed, squeezed, and deprived of all freedom could not be shaken, only this change in the surrounding environment could give them the remaining sense of freshness.

And this sense of freshness, as time goes by, the slaves and animals working near it also begin to gradually adapt and become familiar with it.

Since it is another great spectacle erected by the royal nobles, perhaps to show some achievements, or perhaps to commemorate some significance - just like the stone statue they are building - it is meaningless, perhaps it is them

The meaning of being erected can also be said to be that it can be built overcoming various difficulties. This kind of project itself has meaning.

However, the slaves will not think too much about this kind of thing. They are not allowed to learn and think anyway. They only need to look up.

Even if these magnificent wonders are built with their blood, flesh and sweat, in terms of practical significance, they are not as good as the corn cakes and sleep every night - if there is a little bit of drippings and minced meat in the dinner soup, it will not be ignored when starting work.

It is even more so when the overseer whips Li Wei to wake him up.

But I don’t know whether it was God’s will or man-made, but at such a coincidence, the “tower” suddenly came to life——

Accompanied by the roar and slight earthquake sensation that spread several miles away, the building that was originally mistaken for a "tower" by the slaves next door stretched out its "arms" like a real giant.

, amidst the horrified eyes of the surrounding people, a huge stone block that required dozens of people was lifted up, and it was placed on the top of the half-finished building accurately and quickly. Although the whole process was obviously a little slow because it was the first time, it was nevertheless

So relaxed and freehand.

Then, without any pause, the "giant's arms" started moving again, and then they piled up bricks and stones one after another to build a high-rise building, without stopping for a moment, gradually becoming more and more proficient...

"...ah...acridine!..."

"Uh!~..."

I don’t know who started it. When the slave boy came back to his senses, a group of people were already kneeling around him. As if the fear and panic could be contagious, more slaves made frightened sounds one after another,

Then he knelt down on the spot, wishing he could bury his head in the soil.

The slave boy was helpless and turned around, holding the rope connected to the stone in his hand, looking around and not knowing what to do.

——When he was brought to Chaoge City, he was still young and did not realize that the towering giant stretched out its arms and swept away countless small tribes and shattered the blood and bones of countless tribal warriors.

The appearance of the wooden armored machine weapons that shattered the wild hearts of countless tribesmen and reduced them to slaves is so similar.

——The same power, the same hugeness, the same coldness, the same irresistibility.

The slave boy didn't understand why everyone fell to their knees as if they had seen a nightmare coming.

He, the only one standing, was at a loss at first. When he looked up again at the huge shadow that seemed unstoppable by human power, his legs involuntarily began to lose strength and began to tremble.

However, I don’t know why, at the bottom of my heart, in the unknown shadow, the endless humiliation and anger, the black mud-like hatred also began to faintly tumble and boil...

【Crack——】

The sound of a whip exploded, followed by the tearing of skin and flesh and the screams of pain. As expected, the supervisor's cursing voice in the distance stopped the situation from spreading further:

"Get up, get up, you pigs!~ Keep working! You don't have time to rest!"

Then, there were several more distant and near sounds of whipping. The slaves got up in a panic but in an orderly manner. They quickly picked up the work at hand and started working again, and everything was back on track.

"Be happy, you guys, news just came from above that all the people carrying the stones have withdrawn and went to the grinding field. From now on, you will no longer need to carry the stones."

Then, the supervisor's shouting reached the ears of every slave, and time seemed to split from this moment on, as if something earth-shaking had changed, but also as if nothing had changed.

……………

"Are we no longer going to have to move rocks...?"

After barely finishing the day's work, in the dark shack where the slaves took a break, I don't know who sighed first.

The voice was hoarse, dry, stumbling, and the pronunciation was strange. It was like a refugee from a foreign land who had just learned a foreign language but hadn't spoken it for a long time, but was suddenly forced to speak it again.

In the crowded space that was originally peaceful, someone suddenly spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange and awkward.

Many people were stunned for a moment before they realized - oh, it turns out that we can talk, we can communicate, it turns out that we are not just slaves who are driven at will.

Yes, although the accent is very differentiated and not as fluent as the big shots in Chaoge City, for better driving, after the Great Shang Dynasty unified the human race, they tried their best to promote a unified official dialect. This makes no matter what

In the remote mountain wilderness, all human races can basically communicate with each other.

Therefore, a response quickly came from the originally silent and oppressive darkness:

"Isn't it? With that 'Giant God Soldier' ​​here, it will be much faster than us moving it."

The slaves, who didn't know what to call the hanging tower and the wooden armored machine weapon, or what the difference was, classified them into one category and gave them familiar names.

However, when someone said this, a burst of sad and frightened cries spread out:

"Woo, ow...what should we do, ah..."

"We will be much more relaxed in the future, won't we? Why..."

"With the Titan Soldiers, won't the merchants no longer need us? We will be dragged away to be buried with them..."

"Not necessarily, the grindstone factory still needs us."

"There are also quarries and dignitaries from the Lingshi mine..."

"We are still young, we will not be buried with him."

"But the quarry is much more miserable than here. Many people were killed by stones falling from the mountain..."

"You will get sick in the Lingshi Mine and die faster..."

………

Because someone took the initiative, the supervisors became disorganized. The undisciplined slaves all started a big discussion, expressing the depression and fear in their hearts around today's rare commotion.

Many people are speechless and many cannot speak clearly, but in this rare "festival", they don't want to be forgotten, and they all are eager to communicate and vent.

At this time, the slave boy was also huddled in a corner of Datongpu, his face full of sadness and depression. He wanted to express something at this time, but for some reason he couldn't.

Is their discussion in such a noisy and dark environment really useful? No one can see the light or who is saying what, and they are just venting their inner emotions.

So, really...

"Child, what's wrong? What do you want to say?"

The old slave who was lying next to the young man and had not fallen asleep saw him in such a state and took the initiative to come over and talk to him.

"Why...even though everyone is suffering so much, in that tower, the 'Giant Soldier' ​​has replaced everyone, but everyone is thinking about how to continue moving rocks."

This is the biggest doubt of the slave boy. In the construction site of building stone statues, moving stones is the hardest work, and no one is willing to do it.

However, the current atmosphere is developing in the direction of how to get back the hard work of moving rocks.

"..." After hearing this, the old slave was silent for a moment, and then said helplessly: "After all, everyone still doesn't want to change. I feel very happy now. After all, we barbaric tribesmen have been domesticated.

It has become a part of this Chaoge City.”

Saying that moving rocks is better than mining and quarrying, saying that you don’t want to be buried with businessmen, saying that you want to live - these are all because of being content with the status quo and fearing that the future will continue to wander, no more

Just return home.

"But why is this happening? Why don't you want to, well..."

——Live without this kind of oppression.

Before the young slave could say the second half of this sentence, the old slave, who noticed something, covered his mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense!~" Although his face could not be seen in the darkness, there was a hint of fear and fear in his voice, and he continued to whisper in the young man's ear:

"My child, you still don't know that there are certain things that you should not say nonsense. Those businessmen have divination methods passed down from the immortals. Once some words are spoken and there are signs of trouble, they will be killed again tomorrow.

The heads are rolling."

"Remember, kid, if you have no other support and don't really want to take that path, here, the smarter the person, the faster he will die."

"There are some words that you just need to understand in your heart. Words contain power. Once you say them, you can't take them back."

After the old slave told him what he should say very clearly, without confirming whether the young man heard it, he went back to his place and curled up in a ball, falling deeply, as if he fell asleep very quickly.

The noise around them continued, but the young man had no intention of joining them.

Depression rolled in his heart, and the depressed young man wanted to cry - did he turn out to be so weak? Did he turn out to be so lonely?

Looking around again, the people he thought were his own kind suddenly became strangers.

Just thinking about how to live peacefully, they are after all a group of captive "slaves", a group of tool people who have lost their hometown and are struggling to survive at the foot of civilization - their poor imagination has no dream of getting more functions

, isn’t it?

...No, not necessarily.

The slave boy held back his tears fiercely, and his eyes hidden in the darkness became sharp and lively, as if he had come to life from this moment on.

Before the supervisor on patrol at night discovered and destroyed the "big discussion" in this shack, he silently endured the noise around him, running the pitifully simple exercises, and cultivating his body and mind.

————…——

"Hehehe, look what I found? Another instability factor of the era."

As if in the shadow of this world, a line of sight fell here, aiming at the poor slave boy.

The owner of the sight borrowed the spiritual power of the main body, counted with his fingers, and could see clearly the whole situation in a moment, so he could conclude that the elderly slave may have been dulled by the long years of hell labor, but

, human beings, or [Humans] are a race with extremely strong vitality and are endowed with stubborn bad qualities. Their greatest advantage is that they do not have a long memory.

Whether it is obedience (slavery) or anything else, once the generation changes, even the concepts that were originally engraved in the bone marrow will loosen in the hearts of the new generation of the human race. Especially when they grow up to the rebellious stage, the new generation of the human race

He will also develop a rebellious heart that is hostile to everything in the world. At the same time, he will look down with baseless arrogance and hatred on everything in the world, and make anti-intellectual actions that would make gods and devils frown.

It can be said that it is truly... a hero comes from a boy?
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