"The Story of Longevity (!
It has been a few days since the tower that seemed to pass through the sky appeared.
It stands quietly next to the construction site where the slaves work. Its sense of existence makes the slaves who rarely come into contact with new things every day, before and during work, they look at that thing a few times, thinking in their hearts what it is. , What will it do.
Although they all know that this kind of thinking is completely meaningless to the slave Li of their status, it is difficult for them to have anything to do with that kind of godlike fetish.
However, it is not an exaggeration to regard the reverie in the heart as a ray of adjustment in the boring work, and it is also one of the few powers allowed by them as slaves, or to be exaggerated as "entertainment".
In addition to the arduous and boring work, and before the fact that they are oppressed, squeezed, and deprived of all freedom cannot be shaken, only this change in the surrounding environment can give them the only trace of freshness left.
And this kind of freshness, with the passing of time, the slaves and animals working near it began to gradually adapt and become familiar with it.
Since it is another great spectacle erected by the nobles of the palace, perhaps to show some merit, or perhaps to commemorate some meaning—just like the stone statue they are building themselves—it is meaningless, perhaps because they were erected. It can also be said that it can be built by overcoming all kinds of difficulties. This kind of project itself has meaning.
However, this kind of things slaves and animals will not go to think more, anyway, they are not allowed to learn and think, they only need to look up.
Even though these magnificent wonders are poured with their flesh and blood and sweat, they are inferior to the rice cakes and sleep every night in the practical sense. If there is a little bit of water and meat in the soup for dinner, you can not be supervised when you start work. Use the whip to wake up Liwei, that's even more so.
But I don’t know whether it was God’s will or man’s. At such a coincidence, the
tower
suddenly came to life—
Accompanied by the roar that spreads several miles away and the slight sense of earth movement, the building that was originally mistaken as a "tower" by the slaves next door is like a real giant with outstretched "arms" In the horrified eyes of the surroundings, a huge boulder that needed dozens of people was lifted and placed on the top of the semi-finished building accurately and quickly. Although the whole process was obviously slow because it was the first time, it was So easy and freehand.
Then, without a half-minute stagnation, the "giant's arms" moved again, and then piled up pieces of bricks and stones to form high-rise buildings, non-stop, gradually becoming 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 down around him, and as if this fear and panic could be contagious, there were more slave slaves who made fearful sounds one after another. Then he knelt down on the spot, wishing to bury his head in the soil.
The slave boy turned his gaze back in place at a loss, holding the rope attached to the stone in his hand, looking around and wondering what to do.
-When he was taken to Chaoge City when he was young, he did not realize that the towering giant stretched out his arms and the way that swept through countless small tribes, shattered the blood and bones of countless tribal warriors, and stirred It shattered the wild hearts of countless people, and the appearance of the wooden armored weapons that degraded them as slaves was so similar.
-The same huge force, the same huge, the same cold, the same unstoppable.
The slave boy didn't understand why everyone knelt to the ground as if they had seen a nightmare.
The only one standing, after he was at a loss for what to do at the beginning, when he raised his head again and looked at the huge shadow that seemed to be unstoppable by manpower, his legs also began to lose strength and began to tremble.
However, I don’t know why, in the bottom of my heart, in the unknown shadows, endless humiliation and anger, black mud-like hatred also began to faintly tumbling, boiling...
【Crack—】
The sound of a whip slamming exploded, followed by tears of flesh and human voices. Not surprisingly, the scolding voice of the supervisor in the distance prevented the situation from spreading further:
"Get up, stand up, you pigs! ~ Keep working! You don't have time to rest!"
Then, there were several whips from far or near. The slaves got up in a panic but in an orderly manner. They quickly picked up their work and resumed their work, and everything was back on track.
"Be happy, you guys, the news came from above just now that all the people who moved the base stones have pulled down and went to polish the ground. From then on, you won't be able to move the stones."
Then, the overseer's shouts reached every slave's ears, and time seemed to be split from this moment, as if something had changed drastically, and as if nothing had changed.
…—…—…
"We, never, don't use it, move rocks...?"
After barely finishing a day's work, in the dim shack where the slaves were temporarily resting, somebody sighed first.
The voice was hoarse, dry, and stumbling, and the pronunciation was strange, just like a foreign refugee who had just learned a foreign language but hadn't spoken for a long time, but was forced to speak.
In the crowded space that was originally calm, someone suddenly spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird and awkward.
Many people froze for a while before reacting—oh, it turns out that we can talk, we can communicate, we turned out to be more than just slave animals driven at will.
Yes, although the accents are very severely differentiated, they are not as fluent as the big figures in Chaoge City, but in order to better drive, the Dashang Dynasty did its best to promote a unified official language after unifying the human race. This makes it possible for the human races to communicate with each other, no matter how poor the remoteness is in the mountains and wilderness.
Therefore, a response soon came from the originally silent and suppressed darkness:
"Is it, isn't it? There is that ‘giant, giant soldier’, moving faster and faster than me."
Slave Limen, who didn't know what the pendant tower and the wooden armored weapon should be called, or what the difference was, put them in one category and gave them familiar names.
However, upon hearing someone say this, a cry of grief and fear fell in all directions:
"Woo, woo... Then what to do, ah..."
"In the future, we will be more relaxed, aren't we? Why..."
"With the giant soldiers, don't the merchants need us anymore? We, will be dragged to the funeral..."
"Not necessarily, the Millstone Factory still needs us."
"There are also dignitaries in quarries and spirit stone mines..."
"We are still young, so we won't be buried with us."
"But, the quarry is more painful than here, and many people were killed by the falling rocks from the mountain..."
"You will get sick at the Lingshi Mine, and die faster..."
...
Because someone started, leaving the supervisor and becoming unorganized and undisciplined slaves, the Limen started a big discussion around the rare waves of today, expressing the repression and fear in their hearts.
Many people are speechless, and many people are confused, but in this rare "festival", they don't want to be forgotten, they are eager to communicate and vent.
At this time, the slave boy also shrank in a corner of the Chase shop, his face full of sadness and depression, trying to express something at this time, but somehow he couldn't speak.
Are their discussions in this noisy and dark environment really useful? Everyone can't see the light, can't see who said what, just blindly vent their emotions.
In this way, really...
"Boy, what's the matter? What do you want to say?"
Seeing his appearance, the old slave who had not fallen asleep lying next to the boy took the initiative to come over and talk.
"Why... Obviously everyone is so bitter, the tower and the'giant soldier' replaced everyone, but everyone was thinking about how to continue to move the rocks."
This is the biggest doubt of the slave boy. In the construction site of the stone statue, moving the stone is the hardest job, 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 stones.
"..." The old slave was silent for a while, 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. Part of this Chaoge City."
Saying that moving stones is better than mines and quarrying, saying that you don’t want to be used as a funerary by merchants, or that you want to live-these are after all because you are satisfied with the status quo, afraid that the future will continue to drift, and there will be no return. That's it.
"But why is this? Why don't you, eh..."
-Live without this kind of oppression.
The latter half of this sentence was not spoken by the young slave Li, but the old slave Li, who had noticed something, covered his mouth.
"Don't talk nonsense!~" Although the face is not visible in the darkness, there is faint fear and fear in the voice, and then continue to whisper in the young man's ear:
"My boy, you don’t know. There are some things you can’t say nonsense. Those businessmen, they have divination methods handed down by immortals. Once some words are spoken, there are signs of trouble, they will be killed tomorrow. The head is rolling."
"Remember, child, if there is no other support, you don't really want to go that way. Here, the smarter the person, the faster he will die."
"There are some things that you can understand in your heart. Words contain power, and you can't take them back when you say them."
After the old slave Li told what he should say very clearly, he didn't confirm that the young man had listened, and he went straight back to his position and curled up into a ball, deep, as if he fell asleep extremely quickly.
The noise around him continued, but the teenager never wanted to join them anymore.
Depressed, depressed teenager wants to cry—Is he so weak? Was it so lonely?
Looking around again, the people he thought were his own kind became strange in an instant.
Just thinking about how to live in peace, they are after all a group of "slaves and animals" who have lost their hometown and are struggling at the feet of civilization—their barren imagination does not dream of gaining more functions. Isn't it?
…No, not at all.
The young slave Li shoved back his tears fiercely, and the eyes hidden in the darkness became sharp and energetic, as if he had come to life from this moment.
Before the overseers patrolling at night discovered and destroyed the "big discussion" in this shack, he silently endured the noise around him, ran a pitiful way, and cultivated his body and mind.
—…—…—
"Hehehe, look what I found? It's another factor of instability of the times."
As if not in the shadow of this world, a line of sight fell here, aiming at the poor slave Li boy.
The owner of the line of sight borrowed the spiritual power of the body, pinched a finger, and saw the ins and outs in a moment, so he can affirm that the old slave Li may have been smoothed out by the perennial work. Inner reverie, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com However, humans, or the [human race], a race with extremely strong vitality and talented stubborn and inferior roots, the biggest advantage is that it does not have a long memory.
Whether it is obedience (servitude) or anything else, once the generation is updated, even the concepts that were originally carved into the bone marrow will loosen in the hearts of the new generation of human race. Especially when it grows to the rebellious period, the new generation of human race will give birth to a rebellious heart that is enemies of everything in the world. At the same time, it is baseless and arrogant to look down and hate everything in the world, and make it so that the gods and demons will be An anti-intellectual act of covering his nose and frowning.
It can be said to be true... the hero comes out of a boy?
Therefore, Xingqi decided to give this boy who might be a hero in the future a "fairy tool" as a meeting gift...
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