Two pieces of equipment, one is black straw sandals, the other is bright silver hammer, both were taken from the bearded body, it is a pity that he has two such good equipments, and hangs them up before he can start, it is really wronged.
Things are good things, but Liu Weian already has the black straw shoes, and he doesn't need the bright silver hammer. It's not the same thing as an archer wielding a big hammer. So, all sold. When going offline at night, Liu Weian counted, and the account balance became 11 gold coins, 78 silver coins, and 56 copper coins.
The turned serfs sang, and the cowboys became local tyrants overnight.
I went straight to the commercial street and bought a roast chicken and a roast duck, a mobile phone, clothes, and a tablet computer. In other words, in this world, only food is the most precious, and roast chicken and roast duck account for more than half of the price. That night, the three of them had a hearty meal, and their bellies were bulging. Liu Weian lay lazily on the bed, feeling so full that he had never eaten in his entire life. Smiling and looking at Zhao Xin, this girl was like a kitten, licking and licking her bones, her pink tongue curled up and down, she was very cute.
Zhao Nannan glanced at the clothes, mobile phone, etc., and said suddenly, "Have you got money?"
"A small profit."
"Spend money like this?" Zhao Nannan's tone was flat, but Liu Wei'an faintly felt her displeasure.
"if not?"
"Have you thought about the future?" Zhao Nannan stared at him.
"In the future, why not—" Liu Wei'an stopped talking suddenly, because he didn't know what to say, from being taken out of the orphanage by the director, to being blamed for others, space pirates, chaos, escape, games, struggle... Along the way, he was basically struggling to survive. He really hadn't thought about what he would be like in the future, and he didn't have time to think about it. If it wasn't for the sudden improvement of opportunities in the past two days, he would probably have fallen asleep from exhaustion by this time. Sleeping needs to race against time, so there is no time to think about things.
"This is a slave area, you have to find a way to escape from this place." Zhao Nannan said seriously.
"How to escape?" Liu Weian's heart moved. The slave area was too chaotic and precarious, and it was indeed not suitable for long-term residence.
"I don't know." Zhao Nannan looked up at Liu Wei'an's disappointed expression, and said slowly: "In this world, there is nothing that power and money can't do. You have no hope, but—" Zhao Nannan glanced over The big bag containing the mobile phone and clothes did not go on.
Liu Wei'an's eyes lit up, and he had some vague thoughts in his mind.
"In the future, if it is not necessary, try to buy as few of these things as possible, as long as you have energy tubes." Zhao Nannan said softly.
"You think Zhao Xin will not understand anything when he grows up?" Liu Weian handed the tablet to Zhao Xin.
Zhao Nannan was at a loss for words, and was stunned for a while, with a deep and indelible sadness flashing in his eyes.
"sleep!"
Lights off!
Zhao Nannan's mother and daughter rustled onto the upper bunk, but Liu Wei'an opened his eyes and couldn't fall asleep anyway, after all? What will it look like in the future? Target? ideal? Be an official? To be a big local tyrant? still…
Tossing and turning, opening eyes for a while, closing them again for a while, inexplicably thinking of my parents again, who are the parents? Why do you have to abandon yourself and throw yourself in the orphanage? Is there a last resort? Still don't like yourself? Are the parents still there? Is it somewhere on the planet or has it passed away? Dazed, Liu Wei'an fell asleep. He had a dream. He dreamed that he made a lot of money. If he connected the gold coins, he could circle Mars several times. Then he became a high-ranking official and became the head of the empire. Slam Fang Qiu, move your fingers, countless heads fall to the ground, wives and concubines in the harem, thousands of people surrender under their feet, enjoying the glory and wealth... The picture suddenly changed to him sleeping on the dragon bed, in the empty hall, He was alone, naked, and suddenly, there was a hissing sound from outside the hall, swords collided, and screams became one, extremely intense, a gust of cold wind blew, and a woman in fluttering white clothes appeared out of thin air, holding a sword in her hand. Holding a sword dripping with blood, it floated towards him. The blade of the sword shone with icy cold light, full of murderous intent.
"Who are you? Why did you kill me?" Liu Wei'an was horrified to find that he was not only speechless, but also unable to move. He watched the woman approach, and the chill from the sword's edge stimulated the hairs on his skin to stand up. .
"ah-"
Liu Wei'an woke up with a loud roar, and at the moment when the sharp sword pierced through the heart and the blood shot out, he could clearly see the woman's face, it turned out to be Zhao Nannan. When I touched my back, it was full of cold sweat.
This girl, why did you kill me? Liu Wei'an shook his head violently, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, why are there still screams of killing? Aren't you already awake? Is it still in a dream
Fierce footsteps came from outside, followed by a few yells and curses, a group of people appeared outside the door, and one of them shouted sharply: "Smash!"
Boom!
The big iron door trembled violently, and the huge sound echoed in the small basement room, as terrifying as thunder. On the upper bunk, Zhao Xin uttered a terrified cry, but just as the sound came out, Zhao Nannan covered his mouth, The body trembled.
touch, touch, touch...
The people outside smashed the big iron gate crazily, with a bang and bang sound, interspersed with countless curses and curses.
“…we are suffering from the cold outside, but these people live in warm houses and eat delicious bread…”
"... hit me, hit me hard, break open this door..."
"...kill them, take their food..."
“…we want food, we want freedom, we want houses, we want clothes…”
…
Slave riot!
Liu Wei'an instantly understood what was going on, and he relaxed a little, as long as he wasn't a rebel or a robber. The rebels and bandits have standardized weapons, and wherever they appear, there are corpses everywhere, and there are basically no survivors. The slave army was different. They were weak and had simple weapons. Most of them were planks and stones. Few had iron weapons. Although they were terrifying, their lethality was far inferior to that of rebels and robbers.
In this area, because of the problems left over from history and the living environment, slave riots occur every once in a while, sometimes for half a month, sometimes for five days, sometimes three days, and the scope is also limited Big and small, hundreds of thousands of people participated in the big ones, but most of the time it was a small riot of 10,000 to 20,000 people. After all, walking around the streets in the cold at night is a very exhausting thing , Thinking of this, Liu Weian raised his heart again. Although slave riots were frequent, they rarely dared to attack houses. He has also heard about the incident of poor people living in the outskirts being impacted and killed, but he only heard that it was the first time he actually encountered it. The sound of violent impact and cursing with murderous intent was just a few feet away. , Liu Weian's palms were covered with cold sweat, he glanced left and right, the room was empty, there was nothing that could be used as a weapon.
bump-
There was a hollow in the center of the big iron gate, which was about the size of a human head. It seemed to be made of rocks, and the whole room seemed to shake.
The people outside saw the deformation of the iron gate, and they became more excited, screamed, and smashed harder. There was a faint scream in the distance, and it didn't take much thinking to know that someone was in trouble.
The corridors of the entire building were crowded with slaves in scanty clothes, armed with simple weapons, smashing everything in sight, trash cans, light bulbs, windows...
bump-
The scope of deformation of the iron gate is getting bigger and bigger, Liu Weian's heart is getting tighter and tighter, clenched his fist tightly, thinking in his heart how to counterattack after breaking the door, kill as many people as possible, so that when he dies like this There would be no disadvantages. Facing the hungry and crazy slaves, there was no reason to speak. They would kill everyone in the room and rob everything, just like locusts crossing the border.
The door bolt has been severely deformed, and the gap between the door leaf and the door frame is widening, and the firelight penetrates through the gap. Liu Weian squinted his eyes and could clearly see the situation outside. Dozens of slaves crowded together, holding Stones and wooden sticks full of nails, gnashing their teeth, with a crazy expression, and no fear or fear in their eyes.
Fortunately, there were so many of them, they squeezed the little space to the full, and couldn't let go of their hands and feet. Otherwise, although the big iron gate was hard, it probably wouldn't be able to withstand a few smashes. Under the attack, the big iron gate also came to the point of destruction.
Not surprisingly, the big iron gate would be smashed open with at most two hits, and Liu Weian arched his body like a cheetah, clenched his fists, ready to go.
bump!
The iron door trembled violently, and the gap became even wider, enough to fit your fingers in. At this critical juncture, gunshots came from outside.
The police or the army came.
Then screams rang out, followed by the fearless impact of the slaves. However, within five seconds of the impact, everyone was dead and injured. Looking at the corpses everywhere, the madness in the eyes of the slaves behind disappeared, and they began to fear With a yell, he began to run away, coming fast and going fast, the tide receded like a tide.
The gunshots quickly faded away, and the police pursued them, and they did not return until they had driven the slaves out of the area.
About half an hour later, the police came back one after another, patrolling the street, and announced with a loudspeaker that there was no danger, Liu Weian opened the crumbling iron gate, and the outside was full of traces of smashing. There were several corpses, the blood stained the ground red, and the eyes turned to the distance, and the corpses began to increase, one in the east, one in the west, and in some places, five or six were stacked on top of each other, the blood flowed into a stream, under the night, Like ink.
The entire building was destroyed badly, every household was smashed, the iron doors were all deformed, the windows were almost not intact, the doors of several households were open, and there were several corpses lying inside, and there was no sound.
Liu Wei'an didn't have the heart to look any further, and quickly returned to the basement. At this moment, the desire to escape from the slave area was particularly strong.