War garbage collection system

Han Xing and the other two didn't have to wait long before they saw two more slaves transporting corpses coming from a distance.

Unexpectedly, these two people knew Zhang San and Li Si. They happily came forward to greet them, and the smiles on their faces could not be fake.

How could Han Xin let go of such a good opportunity for a sneak attack?

“Bang! …Bang!”

With two loud bangs, the two slaves were knocked unconscious to the ground.

Next came a body search, and then two more loyalty cards were slapped into the bodies of the two slaves.

Thus, Han Xin had two more loyal subordinates in this world.

“It’s quite simple!

It seems that this is the same as the other worlds I have encountered before, and it is still a low-level martial arts world. That’s good, and I feel relieved! "

As the two slaves who delivered the corpse woke up, Han Xing's understanding of this world became clearer and clearer.

Half an hour later.

"Zhang Shan, what's going on? Why don't the two corpse-delivering slaves dump the bodies here? Why are they dumping bodies everywhere?"

“Master, there are corpses everywhere here, and although we know those two people, we have never spoken to them.

Also, they are probably slaves from small quarries, and they are all very timid. "

"Well, the four of you go over and talk to them and get their attention."

"Yes, Master."

Then, Zhang San, Li Si and the other two walked towards the two men, and at the same time, they said loudly:

"Hey, brother! Which quarry are you from? How many bodies have you delivered today? Are you tired? Why don't you take a break and have a chat?"

The two corpse-carrying slaves in the distance panicked and looked at each other anxiously. Finally, an older corpse-carrying slave replied:

"Well, sir, we are from Quarry No. 26. This morning, our chief foreman was in a bad mood and beat two people to death and exhausted another to death."

“Hahaha, brother, we are not adults, we are corpse-delivering slaves just like you, so don’t be afraid or nervous.

By the way, your chief foreman is very fierce and has a bad temper. He likes to beat slaves to death, right?"

"Oh, that's not the case. I heard from others that our foreman was having a great time in the brothel last night, but was chased out by another person."

"Hahaha! Another attempt to steal a woman?

Brother, can you tell us all about it in detail? This is big news."

"Haha! Since you brothers want to listen, I will tell you in detail. This matter starts with our chief foreman..."

"Bang! Bang!"

With two more hits of sticks, two more people fell down.

“Well, you have two more brothers in life and death.

Zhang San, Li Si, search them and see what they have."

"Yes, Master."

The next thing was easy. Han Xing asked the six of them to stand there and chat.

Sure enough, in less than half an hour.

As they stood there chatting, they attracted the attention of two groups of four corpse-delivering slaves.

Driven by curiosity, the four corpse-delivering slaves also moved closer.

OK! Han Xing has four more subordinates!

Han Xing, who was lying in ambush in the bushes, looked at the ten corpse-delivering slaves chatting and boasting, and thought to himself with deep emotion:

"Oh! If only I had a deck of cards now, and let them play poker here.

I guarantee that a large group of corpse-delivering slaves will gather here soon.

However, this method is not bad now.

As long as one is a human being, he or she likes to chat and talk about things, even slaves are no exception.

Humans are social animals, after all.”

This method is indeed very good, so much so that the corpse-delivering slaves who are far away from here can't help but come over when they see the gathering here.

Because this time period was the peak period for the arrival of corpse slaves, in less than an hour and a half, Han Xing had 58 subordinates.

“Oops! My loyalty card is gone.

Or, kill some corpse-delivering slaves?

No, that would easily alert the enemy.

Never mind. There is still a long way to go. In a few days, many sick slaves will be sent here again. I will endure it! Endure it! Endure it!

Now, let them go!"

Han Xing made up his mind and let these corpse slaves disperse and do what they had to do.

However, in the following days, Han Xing no longer lacked salt.

The question is: was it obtained by his subordinates by buying, stealing, robbing, or bribery?

If you have subordinates but don't use them, are you going to let them rot?

In order to keep a low profile, Han Xin did not allow them to gather together to chat.

He wanted everything to look exactly the same as before, with no changes.

Also, Han Xing, who knew the rules of delivering corpses, did not encounter any corpse-delivering slaves who were not his subordinates in the next few days.

How could a Han Xing who possessed top-notch hiding skills let himself be discovered by these ordinary corpse-delivering slaves?

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it has been a week since Han Xing came to this slave world.

This morning, Han Xing, who was sleeping in again, checked his system space from time to time.

"Hahaha! The loyalty cards increase very quickly! It's great to have subordinates!

You don’t have to kill people yourself, and you don’t have to watch those cruel scenes.

It is really unbearable to kill those defenseless slaves who are dying of illness with my own hands!"

So fucking disgusting!

So hypocritical, who are you trying to disgust?

After looking at the sky, Han Xing calmly got up, washed, ate, and then rushed to the mass grave.

Now that he knew the strength of these corpse-delivering slaves, he was no longer nervous.

Ambush, knock out the corpse-delivering slave, search him, and then give him two loyalty cards, and you're done!

Then: let the new men kill all the sick slaves on the carts.

In Han Xin's heart: it's okay to massacre unarmed sick slaves, as long as it's not done by one's own hands.

This is really deceiving yourself!

However, as his subordinates increased in number, his mental strength also grew stronger.

So much so that later on, he could just use his mental power to grasp the stick and knock out the corpse-delivering slaves.

Of course, when picking up the corpse, the speed is getting faster and faster, and all you need to do is wrap it with mental power.

Finally, when his subordinates reached 76 people, a mechanical voice came into his mind:

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the first territory of your own in this slave society.

Special reward of this system: One slave owner's manor space (need to be picked up by the host himself)

10,000 Loyalty Cards (a reward for the host's first territory in this world.)

Primary treatment potion: 10,000 bottles, fertility and good fortune pills: 100,000 pills, easy-to-have-child pills: 100,000 pills!

All the above items have been put into...】

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Slave owner's manor space, I finally waited for you. Hahaha!"

As soon as Han Xing finished speaking, he started picking up his war garbage.

After all, he conquered all the corpse-delivering slaves who came here to deliver corpses and made them his first subordinates.

[Picked up six small hills, this system will exchange them for: ...

I found a stream, this system...

Picked up a small valley...

Picked up a small plain...

Pick up a big tree...

Pick up some grass...

……

All the above items will be exchanged by this system for: a slave owner's manor space. I hope the host will like it. 】

"I like it, I like it, I like it very much. Thank you, system.

Hahaha! This space is much better than this dirty and messy mass grave. Hahaha!"

By the time Han Xing had walked around his territory, it was already afternoon.

"Oops! I forgot that I already have so many loyalty cards, so I don't need to kill those defenseless and sick slaves anymore.

Oh! Forget it, it was all my fault for getting carried away and forgetting to order my men to stop slaughtering those defenseless sick slaves."

How indifferent are those in power to the lives of ordinary people!

Han Xin is no exception!