The oldest are over forty, and the youngest are thirty-five.
The thirty slaves were somewhat nervous. They were thinner and weaker than the average slave, and it was clear that they usually only received half a grain of rice to barely fill their stomachs.
"Please take us in! We'll work our butts off for you. We can work twenty hours a day, just like the young people!"
These thirty people knelt down. They were slaves who had been resold several times. The masters only wanted the young ones, and some were required to work for twenty or even twenty-one hours a day, while the least required to work for more than sixteen hours.
Among all the slaves selected, the young and beautiful, and the young and strong, are the first choice. They used to be the first choice, but now the older ones are sent away one after another.
It's now a free gift.
They were still trembling when they were dragged out as freebies, but some people in the slave market saw that this master was willing to stand up for the slaves, and they decided that they had to follow him. They huddled behind everyone else, and some even smeared mud on their hair in an attempt to get away with it.
What kinds of jobs can you do?
"Bring the documents over here so I can take a look."
Sid brought over a stack of documents. She had thought that she could barely accept the packaging and delivery work from the older people as long as they had some ability. However, she did not expect that each of them was an expert. There were even two people who specialized in communication equipment. When she saw this, her eyes lit up. Communication in the wasteland relied entirely on radios. Only those with the strength in the royal city could restore the signal towers to provide basic communication functions.
If she wants to find her father, Earl Night Watch, and her siblings, she needs to establish communication. The trained group of people not only needs to defend the territory but also train the next group. She needs to train her own private army to both protect her homeland and search for her relatives.
Here we must mention the rules of the wasteland: the legions are in the hands of individuals, not the royal family. The royal family only became emperors after being supported by the major legions. Of course, the emperors also have their own legions. Overall, this situation is somewhat like that of a monarch and his lords.
The various feudal lords supported the emperor, but each feudal lord could also be their own king.
She looked at the information again; there were two more nurses.
"Which two are the nurses?"
The two women had their faces filthy, and their heads were covered in mud.
"Raise your head." Qin Yiyi pinched one of them by the chin and waved her hand, sending a stream of water splashing onto one of their faces.
The female slave dared not move. Tears mixed with mud flowed down her face, but they were washed away in a short while, revealing her to be a beautiful girl of about twenty years old.
"I've seen older people pretend to be younger, but I've never seen a younger person pretend to be older." The water washed over both of them. They lowered their heads, soaked to the bone, their faces pale, tears streaming down their faces, and remained silent.
Qin Yiyi knew perfectly well why the two of them were acting this way. If a woman in such an environment only had youth and beauty but no ability to protect herself, then disguising herself as someone worthless was the best course of action.
"Come on, follow me!"
"Restore your original forms and catch up. If you get lost, bury them in the yellow sand, or perhaps someone else will find them and sell them again!"
Qin Yiyi got into the car and drove herself. Originally, she wanted Sid to take the group back so she could buy tents and go to the auction house. But at the last minute, she changed her mind and asked Sid to buy the tents and other necessities, and then bring the deliveryman from the wool and quilt shop. She would take the orcs back first, and they would have to go to the auction house another time.
Three hundred orcs, in their original forms, followed behind the carriage.
Qin Yiyi can protect them, but those she protects must have self-worth and want to live a normal life. If they can't do anything just by being protected by her, they might as well die and be reincarnated. The wasteland world doesn't want trash.
Qin Yiyi glanced at Kraken beside her.
"To be a good bodyguard, you must learn to drive from Sid!"
Kraken leaned back lazily in his seat, paying her little attention.
Look at that awful appearance!
Sid was a model worker, unlike this guy!
She changed her strategy.
"Because bodyguards who can drive usually get a treat after each trip. Ask Sid, I always make him something delicious after he delivers goods!"
!!
Kraken sat up straight immediately.
His entire body started moving tentacles.
He pried Qin Yiyi's hands apart, and all her tentacles gripped the steering wheel.
"Damn it! I told you to learn to drive, learn before you drive! Do you think driving is about who has more hands?"
"Driving like that, you'll crash even in the open! Kraken, I'm going to cut your rations! Cut your rations!"
!!! !!! !
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Qin Yiyi went through tremendous effort to bring Kraken back to her territory.
She jumped up and hit Kraken's knee as soon as she got off the bus! Oh, no, she jumped up and hit Kraken's tentacle.
Kraken suddenly retracted all of its tentacles.
Qin Yiyi didn't see the Kraken standing stiffly behind her, and continued to complain to herself: "I told you to learn to drive and you come here to grab the steering wheel. So what if you have tentacles? I'll beat you up, you bad tentacle!"
Qin Yiyi was fuming.
Meanwhile, Kraken's inner world was in complete turmoil.
Tentacles screamed inside Kraken's heart.
She touched me!
Wow, her hands are so soft!
[Bullshit, she clearly jumped up and hit you!]
You guys are the ones who upset her!
I didn't upset her; I just fiddled with the steering wheel!
It feels so good when she touches me!
Damn it, that's someone hitting you!
[It feels so good to be hit! I want to be hit again!]
[...]
Qin Yiyi looked at the Kraken behind her and the bewildered slaves standing in the territory, and she was furious.
"Hurry up and come in! Don't just stand there like a doorman!"
Kraken began to enter the territory, moving in unsteadily.
The remaining slaves also cautiously entered the territory. Some boldly touched the gate and, looking at the clean, tidy territory with greenery and various decorations, they couldn't help but feel excited.
This territory is better than any other territory they have ever been to.
Good afternoon, my lord!
"Greetings, my lord!"
All the slaves who saw Qin Yiyi took a half-step to make way for her and bowed. Even the children did the same. There was no fear on their faces, but rather respect, a respect that came from the heart.
The newly arrived slaves couldn't help but look at these people with curiosity. Although their clothes were old, they were neat and clean. Some children were holding things in their hands, either planting trees or weaving something.
At midday, no one was working nearby; people were sitting in twos and threes resting.
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