Chapter 803 There Are People Who Want to Harm Me

  The sky was slightly brighter, and on the fields of Farm No. 18, black and Asian slaves had been managing the vineyards early on.

   Qing Chen made a rough judgment, and the number of slaves was at least seven hundred.

  He walked between the vine racks, and the winding and hanging vines just became his cover.

  There are black and Asian slaves who are aware of the sound, but when they turn around, they can't see anything, only thinking that they have an illusion.

  The slaves chatted while guarding the vines: "I heard that the movement this morning was that someone started a war with the Storm City's fleet. Could it be that the rebels are coming?"

   "Hush," a slave lowered his voice and said, "You don't want to live, and you dare to talk about the Rebel Army? What if the chip behind your ear hears it?"

   "Didn't you listen to the people in the town? That chip is only used for positioning and has no eavesdropping function," the black man said indifferently: "I heard that the rebel army advocated the liberation of slaves..."

"What does it have to do with us? The rebel army can't defeat the fleet in Storm City! Hurry up and take care of the garden. The housekeeper arrived at the manor last night. I heard that Earl Kennedy's eldest son is going on vacation with his friends. It seems to be celebrating them. I got something new in the superconducting world... The housekeeper asked us to clean up the manor in the morning, and if there is any mess, everyone will be punished."

  When the butler was mentioned, everyone was silent, as if everyone kept this person secret.

A black slave said: "I heard that Earl Kennedy's eldest son is here, and he has to choose smart people to go to Storm City with him. It is said that he wants to find five people to work in the superconducting world to support him. My father wants me to give the housekeeper some money secretly, so that he can help recommend me to the young master, I heard that it is much easier to work in the city than on the farm."

  The slave trade in the Kingdom of Roosevelt was a very standardized market. They had a complete slave trade system and a sales market.

  When a person becomes a slave, administrative officials will inject microchip bombs behind his ears, and a corresponding control program will appear, which can be controlled on mobile phones or other electronic devices, just download a slave APP.

  Click on the APP, and the slave owner can see a map showing the location of his slave, as well as the slave's heart rate, blood oxygen data, and the number of steps taken every day.

  When trading slaves, citizens need to pay a 1% deed tax, and then the control of the slave will be transferred from other people's APP to the new owner's APP.

Very convenient.

  In the Kingdom of the Western Continent, buying a person is even as convenient as buying a tomato.

  Once the slave digs out the chip privately, the chip will explode immediately.

   Qing Chen only found out about this restriction when he sneaked into the air fortress. This is why he was destined not to be able to act as a slave. At the very least, he could only find a freeman to pretend to be.

  Qing Chen also extracted an important piece of information at this time: Earl Kennedy's eldest son will arrive at this seaside farm for vacation today!

  Since it is a vacation, he will return to the city in a short time, and he might be able to enter Storm City with the team.

Going all the way to the depths of the farm, there is a pure white building with a sense of technology in the distance. It covers an area of ​​more than 2,000 square meters. If you consider the usable area of ​​the villa, including the second floor and the basement, it may cost 6,000 square meters. Much flat.

   This is a real manor house!

  There is also a huge surfing pool outside the mansion, and even a small water park.

  Qing Chen sneaked past, came to the edge of the building, and slipped into the second floor of the villa lightly like a gecko.

He listened quietly, just as he heard a male voice scolding: "I said a long time ago that the second floor must be wiped with buckskin little by little to make sure there are no water stains. Are you being lazy again? Pull up your skirts !"

   After finishing speaking, Qing Chen heard the sound of the whip slapping the human skin, more than ten times in a row, and the person being whipped wept softly.

  He froze for a moment, the kid is playing pretty crazy!

While waving his whip, the man grinned and said, "You five come to my room together at night, and I will teach you slaves a lesson for the boss. Okay, put down the skirt for me, don't cry, wait for the young master to see I'll beat you to death when we get there. Hurry up and work for me, every nook and cranny must be cleaned! Lazy slaves deserve to be slaves for the rest of their lives!"

   This is not the son of Earl Kennedy, but the butler who arrived here first to play the front station!

  Now Qingchen probably understands why the slaves in the fortress would rather go to a desert island to play peace elites than come back.

  Slaves have no human rights, they are like a group of livestock raised in captivity.

Qing Chen took a small mirror from the dressing table in the room, leaned out quietly, and saw four or five Asian female slaves quickly get up to get the buckskin cloth, while the Asian butler in black vest and white shirt, He looked around arrogantly, and gradually walked towards the room where Qing Chen was.

  The housekeeper walked into the room, looking at every corner like a falcon, looking for dust and cobwebs.

  Suddenly, he felt that there was someone behind him, and suddenly turned his head to look behind him, but found that there was nothing.

  He let out a little snort, and then sneered: "The air flow in the room is not normal, do you think you can really escape my eyes and ears?"

   This butler is actually a superhuman!

  The butler suddenly struck back, but he unexpectedly discovered that his fist was tightly held in his hand, and an electric current passed from his palm, making the butler tremble like a sieve.

  Qing Chen sighed inwardly, you are a C-rank, what are you pretending for? !

   Listening to your tone, I thought you were A-level, almost scared me!

Qing Chen pinched his mouth with one hand, looked at him with a smile and said: "As we all know, a smile will not disappear or appear out of thin air, it is just transferred from your face to mine. This kind of law is called the law of conservation of smiles, I wonder if you agree with it or not?"

  But at this moment, the sound of a vehicle engine came from outside.

More than 20 cars stopped outside the door, and a young man's voice came faintly: "This time we can be regarded as hugging the thighs of 'White Man's Light', you all passed the customs later, and I am the first batch of witnesses At that time, I invited girls from the Rothschild family to escape from the secret room. I just wanted to scare the girls and let them fall into my arms, but unexpectedly, I met the light of white people."

"At that time, he found the solution with a glance at the first level. I was shocked that he could solve the difficult mental arithmetic problem in the second level in more than ten seconds! When I followed him to level 162, my whole body It's all insane, who would have thought at that time that his name would be left in the history of the superconducting world! This is the first time that Multiverse 136 has cleared the level!"

   Someone else said: "I'm so envious, why don't I have such good luck."

"Come on," the young man who spoke before said with a smile: "I didn't call you the first time when something good happened. Now that everyone is Lord Thunder, will they walk sideways in the superconducting world in the future? By the way, that FFF Said that there may be other projects in the future, and it is also possible to upgrade with monster spawning. He should be an assistant of the light of the white man, and I secretly stuffed him with 200,000 yuan, so that he can call on me for any good things."

   "By the way, Lanshan, should we also build a guild? Now that everyone has inherited professions, the guild should have a place even if it is not as powerful as Storm, Phoenix, and Blackwater."

The young man named Lanshan thought for a moment: "No, I think I have to ask the light of the white man about this matter. What if he also wants to build a guild? Think about it when we entered superconductivity one by one, we had to be careful. It is only because he has an Asian face that he will not be excluded. Now that he stands up, maybe the forces behind the duke want to integrate the **** of the superconducting world. Otherwise, why would he keep labeling himself the light of white people? ?”

   “White People’s Light label was put on by someone else, right?”

   "Then he didn't refuse!" Lan Shan said: "If he has plans to establish a guild, we can just join his guild. Be active, maybe we can get along very well."

  Now the world of superconductivity has penetrated into every corner of the entire Western Continent. It steadily sends funds to the Roosevelt family, never making troubles, and can also produce extraordinary people monthly.

  If it was just a game, its value would be very low, but now it has the means to mass-produce superhumans, which is enough for any family to attach great importance to.

At this time, Lan Shan said thoughtfully: "I don't know if the light of the white man can enter the top 10? If so, will the spot in his hand be sold? If it is sold, I will sell the car under my name." Sell ​​them all, in exchange for a chance to awaken. If I awaken to an A-level, who in the family can compete with me?"

   "It is said that the one who ranks first in the month still has the opportunity to comprehend a higher level realm? Do you think the light of the white man has a chance..."

"Don't expect to be number one," Lan Shan said thoughtfully, "Not everyone can get it, and sometimes the number one score is even the sum of the second and third points, which is not at the same level at all. Yes, the bosses also have to rely on luck to get the first place. Basically, it is to see who makes a breakthrough in the multiverse every month, and who can get to that position."

   "Didn't there be someone who won the first place for 12 consecutive months? What's the name?"

"It's called 'NO.9'. She has disappeared for more than a year, and I don't know where she went. Some people say that she seems to be passing through the No. 1 multiverse, but I haven't seen her shadow on the ranking list. I don't know if it is. Trapped inside."

  There are exit nodes in the multiverse, you have to go through the teleport node to get out, and you will be directly teleported to the node you left last time if you enter again.

  For example, in multiverse No. 136, a node will only appear every 10 levels.

  If you can't find the node, there is only one way to leave: die, delete the number and retrain.

  At this moment, Qing Chen on the second floor was still pinching the butler's mouth, and shocked him like a catfish just out of the water.

  He thought to himself, isn't this a coincidence, the so-called eldest son of the Kennedy family is actually a member of his first wave...

  This Lan Shan’s family should be very rich, but Lan Shan has not inherited the family business yet, so his life is definitely not as luxurious as his father’s.

  Now that the other party is coming to celebrate on vacation, it is the other party and his friends who have become the Lord of Thunder in the superconducting world...

While thinking about it, Lan Shan's voice came from downstairs again: "I hope that the light of the white man will be more powerful, so we can hold on to this thigh... By the way, where is the housekeeper? Why haven't I seen where the housekeeper is for a long time?" ?”

  A female slave hurriedly said: "The butler went up to the second floor to check your room, I'll call him."

   After finishing speaking, the female slave ran upstairs quickly. She had the impression that the butler had entered the room at the end of the corridor.

The female slave walked to the room, and before he could get there, the door of the room opened, the 'housekeeper' Qing Chen changed his clothes, walked out slowly, and said in a cold voice: "What's the matter, looking flustered ?”

  The female slave hurriedly said: "The young master has arrived at the manor, and he is looking for you."

   "Okay, I see," Qing Chen imitated the butler's walking posture, and walked downstairs quickly.

  The female slave glanced curiously at the room just now, but there was nothing in it, it was empty.

  The real housekeeper had already been sacrificed by Qing Chen with a marionette, leaving no trace.

  …

  …

  Qing Chen came downstairs, and humbly said to Lan Shan: "Are you looking for me?"

Lan Shan slumped on the sofa carelessly: "Hurry up and prepare lunch. By the way, you remember to pick a few smart slaves for me to choose. They are going to enter the superconducting world with me. As long as they are yellow slaves, not black ones." Nu, Huang Nu's brains are brighter in the superconducting world, and they are better at playing any game."

   Lan Shan added another sentence: "Don't look for someone like you, you are not good at cooking in the superconducting world, you just wasted my virtual warehouse. Alright, go to the kitchen now."

"Of order," Qing Chen turned and left. He had no chance to know how the steward usually gets along with Lan Shan. What he can know so far is that the steward is very cruel when facing slaves. The steward should not be a slave, but probably a free citizen. He is a C-level genetic warrior, and he should also be a bodyguard.

  Qing Chen knew nothing about other things.

  What he should do at this time is to talk less and do less, and try not to make mistakes. Don't care about your identity, let's sneak into Storm City safely.

   By the way, where is the kitchen...

   Right behind him, Lan Shan was still whispering: "The fee charged by the Light of the White Man is quite cheap now, but don't show your wealth. When he asks the price, you must seriously counter the price, otherwise we will have to pay a lot more."

"Yeah…"

  Qing Chen silently kept this matter in his heart...

However, at this moment, with Qing Chen's powerful hearing, he suddenly heard someone plotting in a low voice: "Let's start with that housekeeper tonight, and after dark, we should work together and take that kid away from the Kennedy family. The Kennedy family is in Storm City. In charge of the drug trade, which is what our rebels need."

   "But I heard that the butler is a C-level expert."

   "Didn't he ask you to go to his room at night? After you went in, you shot him with this injection when he was least prepared."

  (end of this chapter)