Chapter 148 Savior <TOC> Chapter 150 Negotiating with the Tiger for Its Skin
Translator: SumTLMan
The slaves stood numbly like wooden logs, only their eyeballs still slightly moving.
They had already been semi-transformed.
The psychic awakened of the Blue Blood Gang used various cruel methods to weaken and destroy their mental defenses, planting enslavement seeds within their consciousness.
For psychic awakened, this was a very simple task, requiring only that they imprint a psychic energy mark at a specific location in the slave’s cerebral cortex using a psychic energy beam. If they failed, it was not a big deal; the slave would just become a complete idiot and be discarded.
The enslavement seed was only effective on intelligent lifeforms and could not affect awakened. It made the enslaved unable to refuse the orders of their enslavers. Once implanted, it could last for several years.
This method had a side effect: after being implanted with the enslavement seed, the slave’s intelligence would decline drastically. Even after removing the enslavement seed upon sale, it might not be possible to recover.
Most slaves were not so lucky. After the transaction was completed, the new owner would immediately invite a trusted psychic awakened to re-implant the enslavement seed, making the slaves obedient to themselves.
What they needed was an automatic labor tool, and low intelligence was an advantage in most cases.
As livestock with two legs, slaves did not need to have their own thoughts. As long as they worked in cotton fields or mines for three to four years, the cost of purchasing them would be completely recovered by their owners. Some slave owners would even dispose of the slaves whose enslavement seeds had expired rather than spend money on re-implanting the seeds.
New residents of the wasteland kept appearing like locusts after a batch was caught.
Raginbeard’s marauders exported a large number of slaves to the slave market in Avonigarda City every year, keeping the price of ordinary slaves low. The United Agricultural Production Association was a major customer of the slave market.
Li Mu took a deep breath and put his handgun back into the holster at his waist. Leaning against the fence, he took out a water bottle from his chest and poured himself a big mouthful of Sun Spring water.
The order established by humans after entering modern civilization had long collapsed in the lengthy dark age, and now the wasteland was full of foulness and streets filled with dogs and wolves.
Before the great catastrophe, humans had developed psychic energy cultivation to fight against the descenders, giving birth to the group of awakened, who were regarded as the hope of human civilization.
At that time, humans would never have imagined that some awakened would turn against their own kind, causing even greater harm to their own kind than the descenders.
Li Mu closed the bottle cap and stood up cautiously.
Li Mei informed him through a mental link that a large hovercraft was approaching. She had occupied a nearby vantage point and detected the hovercraft right away.
“There are twenty armed personnel, one power armor, and it should be the Blue Blood Gang coming back. They are also accompanied by two Xia people, probably from the Western Xia.”
“Understood.”
Li Mu replied through the mental link.
More than twenty people, ordinary armed personnel posed no threat to him. The power armor would be slightly troublesome, but as long as the awakened controlling it was of average strength, it would be nothing more than a clumsy toy.
Li Mei could destroy it with a single shot from a distance.
He took out the Blade of Annihilation from the Exile Realm, first cutting off the head of the Blue Blood Gang leader, holding it in his hand, and heading towards the direction where the hovercraft appeared.
The thick awakened’s blood trickled and flowed all over the ground.
Before long, the hovercraft appeared in his field of vision.
Qu Laidun was the deputy leader of the Blue Blood Gang, a psychic awakened. He had brought more than eighty slaves on this trip to sell them in Raginbeard. For safety, he also brought the gang’s manipulation awakened, Gant.
Some desperate plunderer gangs didn’t mind playing tricks of betrayal. Anyway, no one in the Orissa jurisdiction could threaten Jolly.
The pigs in the Orissa jurisdiction had long been frightened, and even if they called for a blockade, these pigs wouldn’t dare to run out of their pigsty.
All they could do was hide in their so-called safe pigsty and shiver in fear.
“Honorable Mr. Yu and Mr. Ce, we haven’t found much in the Orissa jurisdiction. The Soul Cult seems to have completely disappeared from the area, and all we have caught are some ordinary believers.”
He spoke somewhat obsequiously to the two Xia people beside him.
The news of the emptiness of the Orissa jurisdiction was brought by these two Xia people. They also guaranteed that the city of Avonigarda would not care about the affairs of the Orissa jurisdiction.
This news made the Blue Blood Gang earn a fortune. The money made from selling slaves was just a small amount compared to looting settlements and farms.
Although they had to give away a large share of the stolen gold lasus, the remaining amount was still enough to buy several holy relics and bone, bringing them closer to improving their psychic energy conversion.
Even in Raginbeard, the holy relics and bones were not cheap, and they didn’t have the guts to hunt the descenders in the wilderness during the rainy season.
Psychic knowledge was also expensive. A holy relic about psychic beam detection and ranging, even the most superficial, required a dozen gold lasus, which could buy five or six female slaves.
As an awakened, there were always places to spend money.
The two Xia people, dressed in appropriate pre-war clothing, sat in the hovercraft’s reclining chairs, attended by five female slaves.
“Take down Orin Town and capture the several reserve councilors for interrogation. They should know more. Now that the Soul Cult and the Governor are caught in the war, they have no time to worry about this place, so you can be bolder in your actions.”
Shen Xingyu enjoyed the grape wine brought by the female slave and spoke in a commanding manner.
The former security officer Li Mu was a complete waste. He hadn’t even settled into the position of security officer before being driven away by the local snakes and completely disappearing.
The Shen people, who were plotting against the Soul Cult’s Divine Land, would naturally not put all their treasures on a small security officer. Li Mu was just a pawn on the surface to stir up the stagnant water in the Orissa jurisdiction. Shen Xingyu and Shen Xingce, who had already arrived in Raginbeard and reached an agreement with the ruler of Raginbeard, were the real executors.
“What a pity about Ore No. 18.”
Shen Xingyu had long been coveting Ore No. 18. The Sun God’s Light and the Divine Light Energy Seal of the day-level holy relic were almost equivalent to being invincible at the same level.
He had long planned to create a small accident that would cause Ore No. 18 to die unexpectedly. After obtaining the Sun God’s Light, the clan would definitely not dare to pursue the matter seriously.
However, after Li Mu and Ore No. 18 disappeared together, Shen Xingyu couldn’t find any trace of them.
At that moment, a whistling sound suddenly came from the sky, and a basketball-sized ball fell onto the high-speed hovering boat, bouncing a few times on the deck before rolling to Shen Xingyu’s feet.
Before Shen Xingyu could react, Qu Laidun let out a scream like a woman, as if a rooster had its neck stuck.
“This… this is Boss Jolly’s head.”
On Jolly’s unyielding face, his left eye had turned into a bloody hole.
“This… this is impossible!”
Qu Laidun was somewhat hysterical, as Jolly’s strength had deeply rooted in his heart. The sudden appearance of this head made him somewhat lose his sanity.
The howling wind sounded, and a tall Xia man suddenly appeared on the hovering boat.
With a flash of cold light, Qu Laidun’s body trembled, and his voice stopped abruptly.
After a few seconds, his upper body slowly slid down, the slash diagonally cutting him into two halves.
“You… you are Li Mu?! This is the Soul Language of the Soul Cult!”
There was an exclamation from the boat.
Chapter 148 Savior <TOC> Chapter 150 Negotiating with the Tiger for Its Skin