Chapter 559: Seven inches of seven inches

In the meaning of Morin, they can only manage their own lives, but not others. For those slaves, even if they don't kill them, beware of them and let them die.
And this is only Mo Lin's unilateral thought. For these slaves, how could they let themselves die slowly like this? In this almost Jedi place, without sufficient food and weapons, no one can survive for long.
Those slaves, they don't have the same. For the dwarves and Morin who have these two things, if they haven't used any crooked brains, fools won't believe it.
However, it's one thing to move your brain, and it's another to really do it. You know, the other party has powerful force, but you have nothing on your side. How can you do it with others?
Among this group of slaves, those who are active in thinking have long been thinking about this problem.
They set their goals on the dwarves' guns and gunpowder, because here, these things are the most practical.
You know, even if it is practical for an ordinary person, the power of the musket is the same, and the most long-range weapon adds even more security.
The gunpowder can be used to arrange traps, and can be used against large beasts.
The food can be eaten, and with the musket and gunpowder, you can start hunting, and then the food will be harvested continuously.
It can be said that in this harsh place, the dwarves' weapons are the foundation of these slaves. And they also saw this very clearly, and began to discuss it constantly.
If people want to do good things, they always seem to have insufficient IQ, because after all, they will be too lazy to think about it. However, once bad things are to be done, all kinds of thoughts come up.
The slaves have to deal with the dwarves, grab guns, grab food, and even grab people, but only to do so many things, the biggest obstacle is not the dwarf itself, but Morin.
In this regard, the slaves also have a full understanding. In the Nerubian Crypt, Mo Lin's brave combat stance, but most slaves have seen it, they know that as long as Mo Lin is here, then all plans are in vain.
Because, any plan will be vanished under the absolute power of Mo Lin. Therefore, the slaves fixed their target on Morin again.
As the saying goes, seven inches is needed to fight a snake. These slaves are obviously not given in vain, knowing that Mo Lin is the seven inches of this team.
So these slaves began to study Morin. If you want to say the strength shown by Mo Lin, do you dare to study with these shrimps and rotten garlic?
Understand that there is nothing that cannot be studied under desire. Moreover, even if the other party is strong, as long as you are willing to study, maybe you can really find out the flaws.
Anyway, these slaves think so.
Although they are adorned with a team of dwarves from afar, they look like a ghost, but every day, they will carefully observe the situation in this team.
After a period of observation, the slaves seemed to find a breakthrough-a breakthrough against Mo Lin.
Just as Moline was seven inches from that team, the slaves also found Moline's seven inches, which was Angel.
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They first discovered that Morin loved Angel very much, and it was precisely because of this love that Angel could have a great influence on him. And Angel, these slaves found through observation that she had a kind heart.
In fact, kind things like this, bad people like it more than good people. Because of the existence of kindness, bad people only have a lot of protection when they do bad things. The good people are kind, and this kind of thing does not benefit them.
After the slaves discovered these circumstances, the plan in their heads came into being. A kind girl may be resistant to a group of miserable people, but what if she faces a cute and poor child?
Be good at using the goodness of good people. This is the ability that every bad person must master. So the slaves began to find among them, the surviving children.
There are too few children here. Among the hundreds of slaves, they finally found only six children. Two of the children were already over fourteen years old, and they were about to reach adulthood. Then they had no chance to be cute, so they were passed away.
And the remaining four children, three of them are only promised, such people from small to large are those who can't make a big deal, are also unavailable.
The only child left, he was less than seven years old, had a pair of big eyes as clear as a star, and turned around in his eyes, looking very flexible.
Because of hunger, he has a typical brain and thin neck, and his thin body is pitiful at first glance.
Through a few conversations, the slaves discovered that the child was not at all frightened, and the speech was organized, exactly the child they wanted. In this place, it is already very difficult to have children, and among the few children, there is actually one of their favorite, is this not a gift from heaven?
If the slave thinks, and feels, the God-given opportunity must not be missed. So, a thoughtful person was chosen among the slaves to teach the child to do things.
"Did you eat human flesh?" the man asked.
"I haven't. I don't want to eat human flesh." The child replied.
"Taste it, it tastes good, you have to know that if you want to live in a cruel environment, you must learn to eat talent." The man took out a small piece of man's calf and cut it to roast the meat.
The child shook his head, but his stomach cried, and the man smiled and said, "You will starve to death sooner or later, what should I do?"
"Even if I starve to death, I will not eat people." The child answered very simply.
The man was not angry, but sighed, looking at the child and said sadly, "Boy, why don't we want to eat these human flesh! This is just a last resort, and you can tell that we did it because we didn't What can be eaten, if there is something that can be eaten normally, how can we eat people. We are also very painful to eat people, but, what can we do?"
Speaking of which, the man let the human flesh in the snow resentfully, and then took the child's hand, crying helplessly.
"Why don't you ask for help like them?" The child pointed to Morin with a simple look.
"We dare not," said the man, "because they are hostile to us, so they have killed us, you should know. So, although we missed it, we dare not ask them for help. Think about it Ask them for help, I think only the kindest and bravest people can do it!"
"I can try it," the child said solemnly.
The man's eyes showed a grin that was hard to detect, and he put on a respectful, appreciative look at the child and said, "You are so kind and brave!"