The dark and damp underground prison.

Water drops dripped on the walls, and black twisted plants and mosses grew in the corners.

Su Nian woke up from his coma and opened his eyes, and immediately realized that his situation was not good.

The air here was filled with the smell of damp and mold, mixed with a choking stench that made him shudder.

The severe pain from his limbs made him subconsciously lower his head. He

suddenly found that his limbs had been pierced by iron hooks and were suspended in the air. The iron chains made cold metal collision sounds when his body swayed.

Beside him, there were hundreds of figures with pierced bodies hanging in the air. Their eyes were dull, as if they had been eroded by the darkness of this dungeon.

Looking up, strange tools were scattered aside, and there were dried blood on the rusty iron pliers and hooks. There were also several mutilated and rotten corpses piled in the corners, which were slowly being devoured by twisted plants.

The whole prison was filled with the breath of death and despair, which made people shudder.

Su Nian tried to break free from the restraints, but he felt a severe pain as his body swayed, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

At the same time, a cold breath emerged from the iron chain and flowed into his body, causing him to shiver.

This made Su Nian realize that he was in big trouble.

This time was different from the past. He had become a prisoner, and it was easy to imagine how difficult it would be to escape from this dungeon.

But he didn't understand why the undead creatures didn't kill him, but chose to imprison him here to die.

At this time in the cold environment, there was only the friction and collision sound of water droplets and iron chains shaking. The dim vision could not see the scene in the distance, which made him feel heavier.

At this moment, a figure came from the darkness in the distance.

It was about 1.5 meters tall, with gray-white skin and gray genitals, no hair on its body, and its skinny body made it look very hideous and ugly.

It dragged a half-meter-long metal hook in its left hand and a large wooden barrel in its right hand, and limped to him.

Just when Su Nian was puzzled, the gray-white figure raised his hand and stabbed the iron hook in his chest without hesitation.

"Your mother...!"

Blood gushed out of the wound and slid into the wooden barrel in the gray-white figure's hand.

After receiving half a bucket of blood, the gray-white figure withdrew the iron hook and then spit a ball of gray mist at his chest. After contacting his wound, it turned into a transparent liquid and attached to his wound.

Seeing this scene, Su Nian finally understood why he was not killed on the spot.

There are two types of resource lands in the domain world, namely renewable resource lands and non-renewable resource lands.

But there is also a special resource land that the human race has never had. This type of resource land is not naturally bred, but created after birth.

There are many records of information about special resource lands created in the faith database, one of which is called the "blood slave" resource land. The

resources produced by the blood slave resource land are not naturally bred spiritual springs, spiritual mines, spiritual plants, etc., but are composed of domain flesh and blood creatures.

To cultivate this type of resource land, it is necessary to capture flesh and blood life on a large scale, imprison them and harvest blood regularly.

It was recorded in the faith database that the Mist Tribe had also raised blood slaves before coming to the human world, but the method was relatively mild, using mental control instead of direct imprisonment.

Thinking of this, Su Nian's expression changed.

He shuddered when he realized that he had become a blood slave of the Undead Tribe and would have to endure endless harvesting of flesh and blood in the future.

But now his body was completely bound, and he had no chance of breaking free.

At this time, the thin gray-skinned figure dragged a wooden barrel to the blood slave hanging beside him, harvested blood in the same way, and after completing the harvest, he sprayed gray mist to cover the wound, so that the wound would no longer bleed. During

this period, if a blood slave was found to have died, the thin gray-skinned figure would cruelly dismember the hanged person with an iron hook and throw it into a corner.

After doing all this, the thin gray-skinned figure dragged the wooden barrel away.

After a long time, it turned back again, and this time the wooden barrel it dragged was filled with black twisted plants.

After the gray-white undead creatures crushed the plants in the wooden barrel, they came to them and began to feed them one by one.

Su Nian did not resist the feeding and swallowed the black plant residue immediately.

He knew that in a desperate situation, resistance would only bring physical torture, and cooperation would save energy to find an opportunity to escape.

...

For the next period of time.

Su Ming thought of various ways to escape, but all failed.

He was completely reduced to a blood slave raised by the undead, and his blood was harvested regularly. His daily food was plants full of rotten smell.

Although these plants tasted disgusting, they were full of spiritual energy and would not kill him.

Occasionally, new flesh and blood lives would be sent, cruelly pierced through the body, and hung in the air like him.

Such days could not see the future and were full of despair.

But Su Nian did not give up. He felt that his journey should not end here, and there was a distant world waiting for him to explore.

In the dim environment, negative emotions grew in his heart.

Here he could not practice the flesh and blood sacrifice because there were no resources for him to practice.

If he practiced the flesh and blood sacrifice forcibly without resources, his body would devour his qi and blood, and he would easily die suddenly.

Struggling day after day.

Su Nian's heart was suffering from unimaginable torture. He gradually came to terms with reality and realized that he might never get out again.

Feeling discouraged, he sighed in his heart.

He had thought that such a day would come.

After all, the journey could not always be smooth sailing, and death was always with him.

He faced life-and-death crises countless times, and it was impossible for him to always escape.

His body became weaker during this period, his lips turned pale, and he would occasionally faint for a short time.

Realizing that he might not be able to hold on any longer, Su Nian had an idea.

When this idea emerged in his heart, it burned like a flame.

Since he was going to die, he had to die for a good cause and contribute his final value to the future of the human race.

When the gray-skinned undead life came again, Su Nian took the initiative to talk to it.

Finding that the gray-skinned undead life did not pay attention to him, Su Nian began to change the domain language and tried to establish communication with it.

After changing more than ten domain languages ​​in succession, he changed to a language of the demon world:

"Hey, can you understand what I say?"

This time, the gray-skinned undead life suddenly raised his head and looked at him, his eyes full of confusion, and even forgot that the life above was still bleeding.

"Are you... calling me?"

The voice of the undead life was very hoarse, and he spoke stumblingly, as if he was not proficient in his mother tongue.

"Yes, can we chat?"

"Gulu... I have to complete the master's task, I can't... chat."

As he said, the undead life who called himself Gulu found that the blood slave above was still bleeding, and immediately began to stop the bleeding for him in a hurry. After

a short conversation, Su Nian found that although this undead life was very cruel, his mind did not seem to be mature.

Su Nian did not speak again, but waited for Gulu to finish drawing blood and bring the twisted plant to feed, and then took the initiative to talk to him again.

This time, Guru did not refuse, but looked at him curiously, as if he did not understand why he could speak his own language.

Faced with his series of questions, Guru quickly left impatiently.

Su Nian was annoyed when he realized that he had acted too hastily, but he knew that he still had a chance.

A few days later, Guru came again to harvest blood.

After Guru finished his work, Su Nian took the initiative to say:

"Gulu, let me tell you about the outside world. You should not have been to the outside world, right?"

"Stories?" Guru asked curiously.

"Yes, I will tell you a story."

Hearing that Su Nian wanted to tell a story, Guru nodded stupidly, came to his front and squatted with his knees hugged, staring at him intently.

Seeing that Guru was finally willing to contact him, Su Nian's heart was finally put down.

He knew that his first step had been successful.

Next, he began to tell many of his experiences during his journey.

The forest giant field with blooming green plants, the thousand-meter peak covered with ice and snow, the flaming mountains with flowing magma... The scenes described were only secondary. During this period, he combined human fairy tales and wove many interesting stories.

This gradually made Guru curious about the outside world.

Occasionally, when he didn't need to be busy, Guru would come over on his own initiative, sit in front of him and listen to his stories about the outside world.

As he became more familiar with him, Su Nian also learned from Guru about the situation of the domain forces that imprisoned him.

Guru didn't know what this domain was called, he only knew that the tribe he belonged to was called "Shuowang Clan".

This tribe had a very strict hierarchy.

It was divided into four classes.

The first class was called Death Song, which was the royal class of the Shuowang Clan. It controlled all the resources of the Shuowang Clan and was also the most powerful tribe in the Shuowang Clan.

The second class was called Dead Brain, which was the nobles of the Shuowang Clan. The master in Guru's mouth was the Dead Brain class.

The third class was called Dead Stone, which was the warrior class of the Shuowang Clan. It was responsible for war externally and maintaining the ruling status of the top class internally.

The fourth class was the dead spirit class where Guru was. They were slaves of the three classes above. Although they belonged to the same race, they had no status, obeyed the orders of the three classes above, and had no power to decide the future independently. They were generally responsible for the lowest level of work.

Guru's job is to wander around the four blood slave farms and regularly harvest the blood produced by the blood slaves for the upper class to drink.

The division of labor in the whole society is very strict. Even if the lower class has good talents, it is impossible to rise in class.

In Guru's story, his mother and father are also dead slaves, but they have not seen each other many times. Giving birth to him is just the master's task.

It can be seen that Guru is not dissatisfied with his humble origin. His words are full of respect for his master and fear of the superior.

This makes Su Nian feel that the brainwashing of this Shuo Wang tribe is really too successful.

The growing environment from childhood to adulthood makes Guru feel that he will always be a slave if he is a slave, and he has long accepted his lowest status in this tribe.

In the subsequent exchanges, Su Nian began to teach Guru to grow up.

Gradually, Guru seemed to have feelings for him, and every time he harvested his blood, he would subconsciously hold back.

But the harvesting will not stop because of this, and Guru dare not disobey the master's orders.

Su Nian also started the transformation plan for Guru during this period.

In the next few years, after telling the story of the outside world, Su Nian began to tell the story of the human race.

In this story, the human society is united, everyone is equal, there is no one born noble, and there is no ruler who exploits the lower class.

They have a common faith leader: Feng Qi.

Free food, free cultivation resources... The human race in the story gave Guru a great shock.

It seemed that it couldn't believe that there was such a place in the world.

Freedom, equality, everyone has the same starting point, and everyone can become a strong person who is noticed by the tribe. This subverted Guru's worldview.

From this time on, Guru's thinking changed.

When Su Nian said:

"Gulu, if you were born in my human race, perhaps you would also be a genius that is noticed by the tribe."

Hearing this, Guru subconsciously looked at his skinny body, and a glimmer of light appeared in his dead gray eyes.

"If I were a human..."

"Yes, if you were a human, you could choose your future. You wouldn't have to serve the upper class like you do now. You should be the master of your own destiny."

"I... am not a human."

The light in Gulu's eyes finally dissipated. He shook his head in distress and squatted on the ground, looking very painful.

The appearance of Su Nian was like a key to a new world for Gulu.

If it had not met Su Nian, it would have been trapped in the years of slavery, and would not even think about why it was a slave.

As the saying goes:

[If I had never seen the light, I could have endured the darkness.]

After several years of contact with Su Nian, Guru gradually understood many truths, and even had a question in his mind that he would never think about before.

Why am I a slave?

After the seeds of thought were sown, the dead silence in Guru's eyes turned into flames.

Especially the human race described by Su Nian made it full of yearning, that is, a world where the most despicable slaves like it can choose the future.

In Su Nian's description, the human race has no top dignitaries, and everything is so beautiful under the leadership of the human leader Feng Qi.

A seed of faith was also sown at this time.

After several years, Su Nian's body became increasingly haggard, and Guru was also anxious about his physical condition.

At this time, Guru had already had the idea of ​​rebellion. It no longer obeyed the master's order to draw Su Nian's blood, and regarded Su Nian as its mentor.

But Guru did not know any medical means, and could only watch Su Nian become weaker and weaker.

That day, when Guru came to the blood slave dungeon.

Su Nian, who was sitting on the ground leaning against the rock wall, opened his eyes, and his pale lips trembled:

"Guru."

"Teacher." Guru came to Su Nian, knelt down with his knees together, and kowtowed to Su Nian:

"You take a rest first, I need to complete the master's task before I come to see you."

As he said, Guru stood up and began to harvest the blood slaves hanging here.

After a long time, after finishing his work, Guru came to Su Nian and sat on the ground:

"Teacher."

"Guru, I'm afraid I don't have much time... Before I die, I want to ask you, have you ever thought about changing your destiny?"

"Teacher... I want to."

Guru took a deep breath and said these words with difficulty.

This sentence was like a hammer that broke the shackles of the seal. Su Nian had asked Guru before, but Guru finally chose to give up because he was afraid of his own changes. The identity of a slave was deeply imprinted in his mind like a steel stamp of thought.

Although he once asked himself in his heart, why am I a slave, he still did not dare to accept the change behind his doubts.

This time, after a brief struggle, Guru's eyes became extremely firm.

Hearing this, Su Nian smiled with relief:

"Gulu, there is a saying in our human race, 'Are kings, princes, generals and ministers of different species?' The world you understand is not immutable. As long as you are willing, the future can also be what you want."

"Teacher, I want to change, but as a slave, how can I change?"

"Why?" Su Nian smiled on his pale face:

"In this class, I will teach you... blood and flesh sacrifice!"

"What is this?"

"This is the skill that our human leader Feng Qi taught us. Although you are a slave, your blood potential is higher than mine. As long as you practice this skill, you will have the opportunity to change your own destiny."

Whenever talking about the human leader Feng Qi, Guru would always see the light of admiration in the teacher's eyes, which also made Guru have a strong curiosity about this human leader in the story.

"Teacher, I want to learn." Guru nodded solemnly at this time.

"Next, try to sense the blood energy flowing in your body according to what I teach..."

...

In the years that followed, Guru learned the blood and flesh sacrifice technique.

As a low-level slave, Guru has no cultivation resources to use, and is not eligible to apply to his master for cultivation resources.

But this problem is not unsolvable.

In Su Nian's eyes, Guru has the best channel to steal resources.

Guru's usual job is to harvest the blood of blood slaves and then hand the blood over to the upper-level master. During this period, the harvesting and collection process is all Guru's responsibility, so he can always find opportunities to steal the blood energy for the consumption of the blood and flesh sacrifice.

As for whether the upper level will find out, Su Nian carefully analyzed Guru's current situation.

Guru now manages four blood slave prisons, but even Guru doesn't know the exact number of blood slaves.

It can be seen that the management is very lax. The upper level is only responsible for capturing blood slaves and sending them to blood slave prisons, and has never thought about supervising the blood production of blood slaves.

They will not believe that ignorant and despicable slaves have the courage to use blood energy for other purposes.

Even if a blood slave dies, Guru will not report to the upper level, and the upper level will not take the initiative to inquire.

In the eyes of the Shuowang clan's high-level officials, the slaves at the bottom had already been domesticated. They had no access to knowledge and did not know any cultivation methods. Based on these two points alone, the slaves would never have the possibility of resistance in their lifetime.

The ideological stamp had already been firmly rooted in the slave group.

It was also because of this that the management was very confident in the slaves and was never afraid of them having problems.

History has also proved that slaves are very reliable.

But such a management model was full of loopholes in Su Nian's eyes.

This also gave Guru the opportunity to rise.

He first asked Guru to count the number of blood slaves still alive in the four blood slave prisons, and the final number was 2328.

Then Su Nian taught Guru the method of perceiving blood and qi.

This method was taught to the human race by the Lord of the Mist back then. After opening it, one can clearly perceive the fluctuations of blood and qi energy in the body.

In this way, Su Nian mastered the specific values ​​of blood and qi production in the four blood slave prisons.

There are strong and weak blood slaves among these blood slaves, and blood slaves will die regularly because they cannot bear it, so there is a lot of room for stealing.

After obtaining complete data, Su Nian began to tailor a blood and qi stealing plan for Guru.

Time flows.

With the help of Su Nian, Guru's body became stronger and stronger in practice, his strength improved significantly, and the emptiness in his eyes was gradually replaced by confidence.

Su Nian's transformation was undoubtedly successful.

He gave Guru the power to break free from the shackles of fate and resist the oppression of the powerful.

This was the ultimate goal that Su Nian wanted to achieve before he died.

Two years later.

On this day, Guru, covered in wounds, came to the blood slave prison.

Seeing this scene, Su Nian immediately realized that it must be because Guru was selfless during his practice, which led to a decrease in the amount of blood he submitted and he was beaten.

Although he made a detailed plan for Guru, Guru often forgot.

In the eyes of Guru's master, it was because Guru's poor care led to excessive deaths of blood slaves, affecting the harvest of blood energy.

At this time, he said earnestly:

"Next time, eat less blood. Your future is still long. You must endure loneliness for a while. What you should do now is to wait dormantly. Don't let your efforts fail in the end... Next time, you may die. After all, your life is worthless in the eyes of your master. You are just its tool."

Gulu, who came to sit in front of him, heard these words and bowed his head respectfully:

"Teacher, I understand."

"Let's start today's class."

Gulu heard it and immediately went to the corner of the wall, turned out the blood crystal that had been condensed in advance, and then sat cross-legged to practice the blood and flesh sacrifice technique. Suddenly, the blood energy hidden in the body burst out, and the skinny body quickly filled up. In the blink of an eye, Gulu's figure rose to more than two meters, his muscles condensed, and a faint blood halo flowed on the surface of his gray-white skin.

Seeing Gulu's current appearance, Su Nian nodded with relief, and then suddenly bowed his head and coughed violently, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

The environment of this field field was very harmful to his body.

Although he had not had his blood drawn in these years, his body had been seriously depleted after living in such an environment for a long time.

Su Nian was not sure how long he could live.

It was impossible for him to escape now.

The blood slave dungeon where he was located was located in the area where the Shuowang warriors were stationed. He would surely die if he got out.

He just wanted to plant a seed for the future of the human race in a limited time. This was the last goal of his life.

Although he died, the dawn faith condensed by thousands of human beings has never been erased, and his story will also inspire the next generation of travelers to continue their journey.

Looking up at the worried expression of Guru in front of him, Su Nian waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

After taking a long breath and suppressing the surging death energy in his body, he looked at Guru with a serious expression and said:

"Gulu, before this class, I will give you a task that you need to complete in the future." "

Teacher, you say."

"Try to investigate the space bracelet that was taken away when I came here. If your strength allows, find a way to take that space bracelet... There is a treasure stored in it. With it, you will gain the innate ability bestowed by Fengqi, the god of our tribe's faith, and gain unparalleled power."

"Of course, safety is the most important thing. If it is very dangerous to seize the space bracelet, continue to practice and accumulate strength until the day comes when you are able to seize the space bracelet without being discovered."

Guru nodded solemnly without any hesitation:

"Teacher, I understand."