Jian Fangtong patted his stomach and let out a loud burp, his face showing a nonchalant expression: "A real man should die a full stomach. I've been terrified of hunger since I was a child!"

"Since that's the case, then so be it. As for those people outside, they shall die too!"

Zhao Tingduo also didn't care about the lives or deaths of others.

Upon hearing that the bandits outside had also died, a look of sorrow finally appeared in Jian Fangtong's eyes.

He brought more than fifty brothers from Lianshan, and after fighting and killing along the way, only more than forty were left. Now they are about to be wiped out as well.

Among the bandits now are fugitives like him, burdened with murder charges, as well as unfortunate people whose families have been destroyed by the chaos of war.

He had hoped to settle scores and have some fun on the grasslands, but he ended up getting himself killed there.

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Years later, when Jian Fangtong, wearing chainmail, patrolled the banks of the Zabu River again, he would recall that night.

He thought he was going to die here, but the young mistress gave him a way out!

Song Liyun wants them to atone for their past mistakes!

Zhao Tingduo believed that these desperate criminals should be killed, but Song Liyun said that apart from the Lei Battalion soldiers, Mida New City had no extra guards.

Not all the people of the Di tribe are honest and kind, and the merchants who dare to venture into the grasslands in the future will certainly not be good people either.

You need to keep vicious dogs to guard your house!

"So how do you plan to control the bandits?" Zhao Tingduo was worried that these thugs with blood on their hands would not be willing to be bossed around.

Using the same methods that Di tribes used to control slaves, they severed the tendons and fingers of the feet, thus losing their martial prowess.

Song Liyun simply said, "Take the medicine!"

"Is it a medicine that makes people behave exceptionally well after taking it?" Old Yu and Zhao Tingduo asked in surprise.

There's a rumor circulating in the martial arts world that drugs can control a person's mind. If someone falls for the trick, they can go home and obediently dig out the hidden silver.

He wouldn't even listen to others' advice and secretly borrowed money from all over the place.

Could it be that the young mistress also possesses this miraculous medicine?

If that's true, then these ruthless bandits are the best watchdogs.

Song Liyun smiled. There's no such thing as a medicine that makes someone obedient and do whatever they're told.

Poisoning causes immediate death, while slow-acting poisons are excreted.

The only things that can control a person are desire and fear. To say that one is controlled by drugs is just an excuse for one's own cowardice and greed.

Outside, the torches were stretched into long flames by the wind, and the wounded bandits huddled on the ground, each one ragged and disheveled.

The arrogance she displayed at our first meeting was completely gone.

Song Liyun walked closer, carrying a riding whip. Jian Fangtong, who was in the crowd, shrank back as soon as he saw her. He was now traumatized and dared not approach Song Liyun.

Looking at the bandits who were cold, hungry, and exhausted, huddled together for warmth, Song Liyun cracked her whip and said, "How do you want to die?"

Upon hearing the word "death," the bandits immediately cried out in agony, "Spare us!"

"We don't want to die, we'll be slaves!"

Song Liyun chuckled: "Alright, this is because you volunteered to be slaves. Those who are unwilling can refuse. It's nighttime now, and the wolves around are still hungry."

The field was completely silent; to not be a slave meant death.

Even ants cling to life; no matter how grand one's words may be, when death is imminent, one will still yearn for the beauty of the world.

Jian Fangtong gritted his teeth and hesitated. He definitely didn't want to die. If he could survive, he would still be a hero.

Especially the piping hot mutton offal soup that you drink when you're starving and freezing.

To be a slave... that's worse than living as a dog.

Song Liyun observed everyone's expressions, not only their desire to live but also their yearning for freedom.

Slaves were required to wear shackles.

Song Liyun asked Wudan to bring a large bowl and then took out a package of white things.

She opened the instant noodle package she had brought from the apocalypse, put the noodles into a bowl, and squeezed out the seasoning packet.

As soon as the boiling water was added, everyone sniffed and smelled a strange odor.

What's going on?

As time passed, the aroma grew stronger and stronger, and not only the starving bandits, but even Wu Dan, who was helping out nearby, began to swallow his saliva.

This smells amazing!

To the astonishment of the bandits, the small bag slowly transformed into a bowl of noodles, and it also emitted an unimaginable and incomprehensible odor!

Song Liyun said to the bandits, "These noodles are deadly, and the fragrance inside is penetrating. The combination of the two is a rare poison with no antidote."

As long as you behave well and protect Mida City, I will give you something every now and then to suppress the effects of the poison.

To completely neutralize the poison, you must eventually find someone who can taste the same flavor.

It's impossible to find the same periodic table of elements in this world, created using advanced technology, fragrances, and preservatives during a post-apocalyptic era.

The strange aroma tempted the hungry, their saliva flowing uncontrollably, but no one dared to eat it.

In the wild, the most dazzling snakes are venomous snakes, and the most colorful mushrooms are also the most poisonous.

The overpowering fragrance now suggests that it is extremely poisonous.

The bandits turned pale. If they ate her, they would be controlled and become her slaves; if they didn't eat her, they would be eaten by wolves.

Song Liyun glanced at the bandit who was bowing his head and not daring to speak, then casually pointed into the crowd: "Him!"

Two guards stepped forward, grabbed the bandit by the neck, and pressed him against the edge of the basin. Song Liyun personally used a ladle to pour soup and noodles into the man's mouth.

The broth was scalding hot, and the bandit screamed in terror until he swallowed a spoonful of instant noodles, broth and all.

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