"Have you heard?"

In the clean and airy but shabby big wooden house, the slaves sat one by one in twos and threes, some of them leaned against the wall, and others slouched lazily on the wooden board bed in the wooden house.

The wooden house is very quiet, the temperature outside is not high or low, the sun is warm and moderate, the breeze is blowing, and the whispering of some slaves in the wooden house brings a drowsy feeling.

And one of the slaves moved his **** and moved closer to his companion.

"What have you heard?"

His companion is also lazy.

This afternoon, it is rare that there is no work... It is suitable for sleeping, of course, if there is a chance to go out to find a few *women when you get up at night, it will be even more wonderful.

But he didn't think it was possible, because at night, the blood-sucking monsters would come back, and then let them work continuously until the sun went down completely, and nothing could be seen.

Damn it's blood-sucking monster, hell's life!

His companion responded listlessly, putting his eyelids together.

But the interest of the slave was obviously not affected.

"Divine grace, it is divine grace!"

He said excitedly.

But his companion remained calm, and even this time, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

"Divine grace... what's the matter, does it matter to you."

He continued speaking lazily.

Old Thum, who was half-squinted next to him, heard the sound and opened his eyes lazily, glancing at the two slaves who were whispering.

Then he closed his eyes again, and seemed to fall into a false sleep again... but whether he paid attention to their conversation was only clear to him.

"Yes! Of course it does!"

The slave was still very excited.

But his companion was interested in lacking.

These slaves are the forerunners in Yihou's experiment, that is, the first batch of voluntary... or involuntary experimental materials selected by Nefihot.

Except that the avenger, who was full of anger in his heart, was left by Yi Chou because of the birth of a special card, and then no one saw him again, the rest of the slaves were quickly sent back after the experiment. The hand of the slave owner Aishin was brought back again.

As a slave owner, Ai Xia naturally received a lot of rewards, and the price far exceeded the value of these slaves.

He thought that the slave was bought by the temple, and the money to buy the slave was included in the reward, but he did not expect that the slave would eventually go around and return to his hands again.

As a greedy slave owner, it is certainly good for the slave to return to his hand.

But this has nothing to do with the slaves.

Ai Xia Yin received a lot of bounty, in fact, these bounty is not only given to Ai Xia Yin, part of it is also given to these slaves... According to Yi Chou, every participant in the experiment has.

Money is meaningless to Yi Chou, so he never stings at the reward of money.

For Neferhot, the meaning of money is not significant, there are gods who like money, there are women who like women, and there are people who like rights, and... anyway, he has no sense of money.

As a messenger, if it wasn't for the clamor's demands, Neferhot even didn't even bother to deal with slave owners and ordinary people like Aishin.

Only under Yi Chou's request, Neferhot had to complete his task seriously.

In fact, in Neferhot's view, it is a blessing to let these people leave alive, but also want to reward?

And Yi Biao... Of course Yi Biao will not let them die, but this is the signboard, the person is dead from the beginning, the resistance of the experiment will definitely be much greater, although he can forcibly grab people or use magic to brainwash, but it will eventually Very troublesome.

It is not difficult for them to leave or get rewards.

And Eshain...

As a slave owner, Ai Xia Yin is certainly not willing to be rewarded by his slaves, or let the reward really fall into their hands.

The entire slave belongs to him. Shouldn't their reward be his?

So in the request and favor of Ayshain, Neferhot threw all the rewards to him. After all, in the eyes of Neferhot, Ayshain was the slave owner, and indeed owned the ownership of these slaves. Throw it to him and to the slaves... In fact, it seems that there is no difference.

Neferhot does not care about these things.

Of course, this is Nephihut... Aishin is very accurate in seeing people. Observation is the essential means of survival for the slave owners in this era. He made sure that Nefihot would not care about such small things.

For others, it may not be so good.

Because this is the gift of God, even if it is a slave, a slave without a free body can have the right to receive the gift of God.

What God has given you...is yours.

God is the greatest rule of this era, far more than any so-called slave owner.

But because it was Neferhot... the reward finally came to Aishin's hands, and had nothing to do with the slaves.

In the recent period, Ai Xia had been very proud of the spring breeze, and received a lot of rewards. At the same time, more importantly, as the main key of the matter of God was spread, his popularity immediately rose to fame, and many people tried to pull him. Close Relations knows more about the inside story, so recently he basically goes to those magnificent and absurd dinners every night.

Sometimes it will come back, sometimes not.

As for these slaves... what they should be like, at most they ate better than before. Ai Xia was worried that any of them would get sick and die, and then be pursued by the temple.

So these slaves didn't feel much about the grace of God, which was the previous experiment.

There was no impact on them. Apart from a few companions, life has neither improved nor worsened.

"We are about to receive our divine grace."

This seems to be a slave who has found some kind of gossip. He lowered it with a mysterious and smug voice. He was showing off that he could inquire about news that no one else knew.

The fake old Tum's eyes seemed to move, but he still didn't open his eyes.

But obviously, the news still attracted the attention of old Tumu.

This is true of this old man, not to mention the target that this slave is showing off, his companion.

The slave acted out of slackness.

"Are we going to get back our own cards?"

He opened his eyes and asked.

Yes, cards.

The card is the divine grace. At the beginning, they did not know, or even did not know the word card. They became the first batch of experimenters in Yihou experiment, and then left the temple indifferently.

It was not until the second batch of the third batch or even more experimenters joined in that the word of grace gradually spread, and they finally knew what happened that day, and only for the first time knew the emerging vocabulary of cards.

At the same time, they knew they had lost their own cards.

Of course, most of the cards were taken back by Yi Huo. Only a small number of cards with too much repetition or similarity were returned to the original owner by him.

Naturally, Yi Biao doesn't want to return it, but in order to promote it, he always has to give some benefits... If all the cards are collected by him, how can he become a unique card that everyone will have.

This attraction is of course very great. After all, it is a gift from the gods. Even for the slaves, it is also a great attraction.

Because nothing else, no matter what this card is, if it falls into your own hands, it will always be much better than when nothing is left.

The attraction is great, and so is the slave.

Know the slaves...the belief in gods is not high.

The higher the position, the greater the wealth and power of the person, the higher the support for theocracy, because everything depends on theocracy, and if he does not defend, others will reject him.

Correspondingly, they believe in gods very much.

But for slaves...

They themselves are the lowest level of existence in the world, and they are worse than those of ordinary people. Colleagues cannot have mutants become slaves, even if the most useless mutants, as long as they show the capabilities that ordinary people do not have, their status will change. Higher than ordinary people.

So the slaves are ordinary people. They have tasted human suffering. They are already in the deepest abyss of this world. There is no such thing as a **** to redeem them. There was no before, no future. It won't be high.

But there is nothing cheap but not white, and getting a so-called card is better than nothing.

Originally, after their cards were taken away by the temple, they had given up the idea, could they still get something back from the temple, but now...

"do not know."

Faced with the question of his companion, the slave answered very simply.

"I only know that we have the opportunity to directly contact God... The ghost knows whether the temple will return the original card to us."

"what does it mean."

Little Dora, sitting next to Old Tum, couldn't help asking.

Old Tum could breathe a sigh of relief, but when he was still young, he was at an age where he was full of curiosity. Hearing this guy was selling things, he immediately couldn't help asking.

The slave's tone was once again proud.

"I sneaked near the temple that day and mingled with the crowd gathered there. I heard two guys say that they heard the guards of the temple and heard that the gods made adults talk to each other... It seems that the future grace would no longer need to go to the temple Prayed for."

"The **** heard our call, he changed the way, he was prepared to spill the grace of God everywhere... Each of us has a chance!"

The slaves in the big wooden house:

This series of hearing and hearing caused them to roll their eyes, but there is no way. As a slave, their sources are indeed very few, very backward...Most of them can only be heard.

But it's all heard from several levels, what's this guy proud of?

Just a moment of silence, the companion of the slave who was showing off, still asked with some doubt.

"I heard...Everyone can only accept grace once."

The guy suddenly suffocated, and after a long pause, he laughed.

"That's right...but it's always an opportunity, it's better than nothing."

His words, in turn, silence others.

Yes, that's it. Opportunities are better than opportunities. After all, they are already slaves. They have nothing and get anything... For them, they are taking advantage.

Old Tum opened his eyes.

"What is Divine Grace... each of us has experienced it."

"Do you really think that is a gift?"

His voice slowly crossed the cabin.

The atmosphere in the field was silent again, but in the next moment, someone took over the conversation.

"I don't care if it's a gift or not. Do you know that I have heard a message... These cards have all kinds of strange abilities, which are very similar to the abilities of the gods, so if they are very precious abilities, maybe Someone will buy the card at a big price."

"If it were me, I would sell it and maybe redeem myself!"

"Then you must first have a precious card. You think you can be precious as a slave."

Another voice squeezed in unwillingly, and then began to dismantle the platform loudly.

This immediately made the first person angry and angry. At the same time, the others in the cabin began to laugh loudly. The slaves had nothing to do every day. Except for completing the task of the slave owner, he was bragging and farting. Occasionally, the slave owner was in a good mood. It also mixes up with hearty dishes... even women.

It sounds good, but in fact, their lives will always be like this, there is no hope, and no future is seen.

There was a lot of noise in the wooden house, and Old Tum closed his eyes again.

Just don’t think it’s divine grace, just don’t be dizzy by the spirit...

Old Tum is a pious person. When he is old, he is more or less looking forward to a good ending, so he is also quite pious... Once ~lightnovelpub.net~ Yes, before entering the temple, Old Tum did have a natural fear of gods, but after entering the temple and observing the so-called gods at close range, this fear actually faded a lot.

He was still afraid.

The power of God is beyond doubt, and the magic of his ability is beyond doubt. As an ordinary person, Old Tum looks like a ant in front of him.

But this fear is only for fear of powerful forces, not for...God.

Many things are like this, but after the truth is revealed, everything is no longer mysterious. The old Tum, who has lived so much, naturally knows the difference between mutants and humans. He immediately realized that the so-called **** may just be A more powerful variant, the so-called **** messenger.

Facing the power that ordinary people cannot match, he was still afraid, but he was no longer afraid of God.

Even more, he always thinks from time to time that, compared to those envoys and gods, the number of their ordinary people is the more one... far beyond the former.