The further you go into the territory, the more you can feel its system; their mouths are like eggs, never closing.

What kind of territory is it?

This isn't territory, it's paradise!

Children under five years old can also have piecework paid for! And no one else is allowed to do it, only these children can do it. What does this mean? It means that this lord wants these children to get the rations. Not allowing others to do it means not allowing others to steal the rations!

"This is our water room. Originally, we had twenty seats, but we added thirty as more people came. We installed underground pipes for sewage disposal and made bio-fertilizer to irrigate the vegetables in the back. Our main principle is to keep the fertilizer and water within our own fields!"

"What? You even have your own vegetable garden?"

"All facilities in public areas require payment to use."

They've balanced this out; the price must be very high, considering they also charge for drinking water, with regulations specifying how much and how many milliliters of water they can use.

"The cost of our common area is one or two ounces of low-pollution rice per person per month. Water is unlimited; the water here comes from wells and is very cool!"

"...."

Damn, they just use water randomly!

Suddenly someone asked, "Is this water drinkable?"

"Of course it's drinkable water, but our lord requires us to boil water and let it cool before drinking. He doesn't like us drinking cold water, so we've developed the habit of drinking cooled boiled water! Our lord is doing all this for our own good!"

"Yes, everything the lord has done is for us!"

Looking at these loyal and devout slaves, the people who came here understood a little. If they had such a lord, they would be even more devout than them!

"Oh, I forgot to mention the most important thing about our territory: our points system. We have many points systems, including individual points systems, team points systems, family points systems..."

At this point, the people behind frowned.

"Are we going to lose points again? Losing points means losing rations. I had this point system before when I was doing hard labor in other territories. It was all about losing points, and it put a lot of pressure on me, so I eventually left!"

The introducer nodded: "Yes, we have both a deduction and a bonus system, and our reward and punishment system has always been implemented according to regulations! For example, young adults over fifteen years old can receive two ounces of low-pollution rice after completing their daily work. Certain trades, such as electricians, plumbers, and security guards, receive three ounces of low-pollution rice per day. We..."

"Wait, how much did you say? My ears are ringing a little. Tell me again how much?"

Their sudden heightened reaction startled the introducer; with over ninety people, this reaction was far too sensitive.

"It's just that a normal young adult eats two ounces of low-pollution rice a day, while those with certain occupations eat three ounces..."

"Then aren't your punishments very severe?!"

They still wanted to salvage the last shred of their illusions: that there couldn't possibly be such a wonderful place in the world—this was paradise!

"Currently, there are only one or two penalties: if you don't perform well, you'll be kicked out of the territory!"

"Our rewards are based on the actual situation. For example, the top three individuals will also receive vegetables. The first place winner will receive four jin (2 catties), the second place winner will receive three jin (2 kg), the third place winner will receive two jin (1 kg)..."

"Is this how you slaves are treated?"

"Yes, I don't believe it. This is the treatment for hired workers!"

The people around listened intently, but the story was so obviously fabricated.

"You just talked about jobs, and now you're saying that slaves are all treated like this. We don't believe it!"

They just couldn't believe they were so unfortunate to have met Old, that skinflint!

“What’s wrong with believing it? Look!” They openly displayed the slave handcuffs on their hands, which others would consider a symbol of shame, but to them it was a symbol of good fortune!

Everyone around clicked on the chip on their wrist, revealing a bracelet.

It was actually true; there were slaves all around.

"But what does it prove that they were all slaves? It doesn't prove that this territory was full of slaves!"

"Then let me show you what I've earned in the month since I came back!"

The house was too small to see, so they carried the rice out of the house.

There are four people in their family earning food rations. Each person earns two liang (a unit of weight), which is eight liang (a unit of weight) a day. They usually eat four liang and save four liang. Apart from other exchange rooms and extra meals, they have saved ten jin (a unit of weight) of low-pollution rice in a month.

"Wow, you four are all young and strong, you must earn and save a lot. We don't have that much!"

Those watching from behind, who were initially on the verge of collapse, now breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, not everyone is like this; he's probably the best type!

But for a slave to accumulate ten catties in a month is beyond their comprehension, okay?

A whole month!

Immediately afterwards they heard the people next to them.

“Our family only manages to save five or six kilograms of rice a month, and we think that’s pretty good and we should eat it. I plan to start eating two meals a day this month, because eating two meals a day will be better for our health!”

This statement was unanimously agreed upon by those who followed, and many expressed that their families would also change their meals twice this month.

Eating a meal is just filling your stomach!

The visitors were shocked to see that every household brought out a bag of rice from their homes, each weighing more than three pounds, and they were all modestly telling each other that they didn't have much food stored.

Then I saw the temporary staff, who had only been there for a week, take out the grain they had saved from their tents.

"We haven't saved much, okay? Only an ounce or two of rice!"

The people behind breathed a sigh of relief, finally seeing something normal. But looking back, they realized that not only had they not stored any rice, but even the ounces or two they received were highly contaminated rice!

It's infuriating to compare yourself to others!

Finally, someone couldn't resist the temptation of this cheerful contest of food reserves!

"Excuse me, where do I register to become a slave?"

"Your skills will be registered based on your expertise, so you can see whether you're doing a general job or a special job, since you need more food to live on!"

"Understood, understood. Also, those with flight genes, please explain your genetic strengths separately. We are recruiting a flight security team, which is one of the air surveillance squads we came from!"

"Also! Those with children can register their children's ages. The children are registered separately and can all choose where to work!"

"But I want to emphasize one point! Children under nine years old must go to school; this is stipulated by the lord! Then, based on their abilities, they will be assigned whether to continue their studies or go directly to work!"

"Those who don't let their children learn and only make them do manual labor are not welcome in our territory! They will be asked to leave!"