When Ash woke up, he saw Harvey and Igula eating sandwiches.
"Aren't you afraid of poison?"
"Then I'll take your share—"
"What I mean is that you should call me to help you test the poison." Ash quickly picked up the last sandwich and licked it to claim his sovereignty, which made Igula look disgusted.
"How long did we sleep?"
Ash opened the game interface, "It's 2 a.m. now. I just slept for less than an hour."
Igula murmured: "That means we have to stay here for the next day..."
"Why?"
"If we only had six hours to drive, there would be no need for them to provide us with food. We are injured and sleepless now. If we stop eating for another day, we will be at risk of sudden death. That's why they specially provided us with food."
This sandwich was not enough to fill his stomach, and it even made Ash even hungrier. He knocked on the padded wall and said sadly, "Are we going to jail again? I wonder if the title of the magician's manual will be "Popular Prison Review" after I die..."
"Going to jail is already a good situation." Igula said faintly, "What I fear most now is that they are a slave society, where magicians are the slave-owning class and ordinary people are all slaves of magicians. Combined with the magicians' technological system, they have forcibly pushed the slave society into a modern developed country..."
Harvey asked, "Isn't it better to be a slave than a prisoner?"
"What a bullshit! The biggest problem with a slave society is that it is ruled by people. The legal system is incomplete and conflicts of interest occur. The first thought of slave owners is not to solve the problem, but to solve the person who caused the problem. They love violence, attach great importance to blood ties, and are very exclusive and discriminatory against outsiders. Everyone's social position has been assigned since the day they were born, and there is no class mobility." Igula said disgustedly: "Even a little feudal superstition is better than slavery."
Harvey smiled and said, "Then we really escaped from the Blood Moon Kingdom to an even worse country. Well, when I think about it carefully, the Blood Moon Kingdom is actually quite good. If the church allowed ordinary people to study the Undead faction, I would not bother to escape. Unfortunately, I didn't have the conditions to go to school at the beginning, and I couldn't pass the postgraduate entrance examination later. I couldn't become a Blood Saint, so naturally I didn't have the right to study the Undead faction..."
"It may not be a slave society." Ash licked the water in the bottle with his tongue: "Maybe this is a more advanced and civilized country than the Blood Moon Kingdom, and it is not the kind of country that is hostile to refugees from other countries-"
"Which civilized country can produce such a professional prisoner van?" Igula patted the cushion at the back and said, "Xavi, if you want to kidnap someone, how would you transport them?"
"Why are you asking me?"
"you do not know?"
"Although I know..." Harvey muttered, "I have a friend, a real friend. If it were me, I would turn the person into a corpse first and then let him run back by himself... That friend usually uses drugs to assist in hypnosis to make the target faint, then ties him up and throws him directly into a small truck to transport him away."
“Is there a company in Blood Moon that produces this kind of carriage?”
"Impossible. The only thing that can be related to this is the RV. But kidnapping is a relatively low-value business in society. It is impossible to customize a car specifically for such a small business."
Igula looked at Ash and said, "So, cult leader, do you understand? The people who have this kind of carriage must be special professionals whose main business is kidnapping people. They are most likely slave-hunting teams. If there are slave-hunting teams, then there is naturally slavery..."
"Wait." Ash raised his hand and asked, "Couldn't it be a human trafficker?"
"Xingnu is also a kind of slave—"
"It could also be a human trafficker who kidnaps children."
"Child trafficking?" Iguala and Harvey showed a confused look at the same time. "Why do you want to traffic children? Who would buy them? What do they buy them for?"
It was then that Ash remembered that even families in the Blood Moon Kingdom had collapsed. Since there were no buyers, there were naturally no human traffickers. He spent some time describing this evil beast industry, but Igula and Harvey still couldn't understand it - it was like describing to a non-exercising fat man how refreshing it was to work out.
Although they escaped from the Blood Moon Kingdom, the Blood Moon culture was still deeply imprinted in their souls. It was difficult for them to understand why some people wanted offspring at all costs, even if they were someone else's offspring, and even gave birth to a sinful industry because of this - because in their worldview, offspring may be closer than others, but in the end they are still "others", not "themselves".
In a sense, the Blood Moon did not deliberately erase their emotions, but simply perfected and catalyzed one of their correct thinking patterns to the extreme - when selfishness became the highest principle of their behavior, the emotional activities that required it naturally became difficult to understand.
This is why Ash is always wary of them. Not only because they are death row prisoners, but also because Blood Moon's education has lowered their bottom line to an extremely low level, even so low that they can be compared to the project manager who woke Ash up at three in the morning to finish a PPT.
Humans are really limited creatures. They cannot recognize things they have not seen. Only by witnessing enough of everything can they understand all the truths in the world. Without enough experience, even if there is a gem in front of you, you will only think it is a stone. Therefore, if you want to get the gem, you must first witness the rise and fall of all things...
A strange idea suddenly occurred to Ash. He shook his head to suppress his sudden second-rate thoughts and said, "Even if they are really a slave-hunting team, at least our lives can be guaranteed, and the identity of slaves will also help us quickly understand the world. At worst, we can be runaway slaves. We are escaped prisoners. When it comes to escaping, we are professionals."
Igula looked at Ash in surprise and didn't say anything for a long time. Ash felt uncomfortable being looked at by him: "What's wrong?"
"In fact, I had a vague feeling in prison," Igula said, "I don't know if it's fearlessness caused by ignorance, or the blind self-confidence you developed as a cult leader, but you never seem to be afraid of the malice of fate."
"After all, we finally escaped from the Blood Moon, only to be caught again. Even I couldn't help but want to say a few dirty words to the world, but you are like a fish with a memory of only seven seconds. In the blink of an eye, you start thinking about 'how to use this identity if you become a slave'."
"Do you have any trump card that you can rely on?"
Trump card? Does the Black and White Witch I just drew count
Ash scratched his head. "Isn't this a very common mentality? Just like when you're going home from get off work and your boss suddenly gives you a new task and asks you to complete it before tomorrow morning, after you curse in your heart, don't you have to order takeout and work overtime honestly?"
Harvey said, "I don't think people would equate overtime with being caught in a slave squad... Next."
Ash and Igula caught what Harvey threw to them - Snow White brand moon candy.
"When we get off the bus, we are at our weakest, and that is also when they are most relaxed." Harvey said calmly, "This thing can force you to be excited, overcome the fatigue of sleepless nights, and even speed up the recovery of your magic power."
"After leaving the Blood Moon, you won't have anywhere to buy Moon Candy." Igula said, "Physical sugar addiction can be cured with magic spirits, but I have never heard of anyone being able to quit psychological sugar addiction in all these years. In Broken Lake Prison, too many death row inmates have spent all their contributions on buying Moon Candy."
"This country should have similar drugs." Harvey patted the cushion on the wall. "The more advanced a country is, the more popular drugs that fill the void are. All races have a tendency to self-destruct. When survival is no longer a pressure, they will pursue more dangerous activities that are more likely to bring pleasure."
"That's a weird conclusion from a necromancer." Igula put it away and said, "I'll take it. I won't eat it, but I will cooperate with you."
"Me too." Ash wasn't interested in challenging his resistance to poison, but after thinking about it he decided to put it in the bag - he could consider giving it to his Stand to see how it would react.
When there is something delicious, I think of my substitute first. I am worthy of it.jpg
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After a long journey, at 6pm in the evening during the blood moon, Igula finally felt the carriage stop. The three exhausted people looked at each other, knowing that the next step was the first difficult hurdle. Harvey silently ate a moon candy, and his energy and spirit were instantly lifted.
The side door of the carriage opened, "Come out, three of you."
At this moment, Ash suddenly realized that he could understand the language of this country. Although it had a strange accent, probably the difference between Cantonese and Mandarin, he could still understand it if he listened carefully.
Even if it is the same language, different cities will have different accents, so it is normal for the other party to have an accent. It's just that they traveled to another country, but the basic language is still common
When I stepped out of the carriage, I saw a sky with half of the setting sun and half of the stars, and a place that looked like an abandoned industrial park. This was a rare sight in the Blood Moon Kingdom—the Blood Moon always couldn't wait to announce its presence before the sun set.
Just as they expected, the vehicle transporting them was quite advanced, silver-white all over. Although it still had four wheels, the tires did not have patterns to increase friction and prevent skidding. It seemed that any brake could allow the vehicle to drift for more than ten meters. It was impossible to imagine how it was driven. It looked like a concept car that only existed in fantasy.
This is a country with very advanced magic technology, at least more advanced than Blood Moon.
After seeing this car that represents the crystallization of industrial production, the three of them made this judgment at the same time.
"These three are the foreigners you need. You can check them with the Gospel."
Standing before Ash were two ordinary people: the immature young butler, and the beautiful girl with purple hair and green eyes.
The latter was holding a luxurious orange velvet folding fan and wearing a purple windbreaker. When Ash saw her, he immediately thought of a description that often appeared in gossip news: overwhelming the whole audience!
Ash subconsciously glanced at Igula - the girl's beauty was almost as good as Igula's!
And because Ash is more familiar with Igula, and wild flowers are more fragrant than domestic flowers, the strange girl's beauty gets extra points in Ash's heart, and she completely defeats Igula.
From Ash's description, these two people were definitely not ordinary, right? But compared to another group of people, they were indeed ordinary—six strange men in black robes, staring at Ash and the other two with a sinister look.
"It is definitely someone from a foreign land." The leading black-robed man nodded, "There is no time to lose, let's make the deal quickly."
The middle-aged butler came forward and took out three keys that looked like controllers, and the man in black robes also took out a box. Harvey lowered his eyelids, as if he was about to make a move.
But until the transaction was completed, the three of them did not move.
Because the girl in purple was standing beside them, watching them with a smile.
Ash even had his 'beast instinct' triggered, which showed that the purple-clothed girl was even more beastly than Ash, to the point that Ash began to be afraid subconsciously.
The butler handed the box to the purple-clothed girl, who opened it and took out a regular octahedral amethyst. There seemed to be a light source inside the amethyst, which glowed with a warm and friendly light, making the purple-clothed girl even more dazzling, and her beauty rose to the point of beating Igula.
"Transaction completed." The purple-clothed girl and the young butler made way, "Then, these three will be handed over to your Four Pillars Divine Sect."
Four Pillars of Deity
Four Pillars of God!
Harvey and Igula instantly turned around and stared at Ash, who was also stunned - he did vaguely hear the word "Four Pillars God Cult" before he fell asleep, but the speaker had a heavy accent and he was groggy, so he thought he had heard it wrongly.
Before Ash could react, dozens of chains emerged from the sleeves of the man in black robe and tied up the three of them tightly. He stuffed them all into the prepared body bags and threw them into their car.
He turned to the purple-robed girl and said, "Then let's go back and start the sacrificial ceremony. We will continue to cooperate with the funeral agency if we have the chance in the future."
The purple-clothed girl nodded slightly: "Ninth on the Azula Mission List. The funeral agency is waiting for your commission at any time."