Apocalypse Zerg Rise

When Yue Zimo woke up, he was still dizzy, feeling the soft and comfortable touch under his body, and the small cashmere blanket covering his body, he almost thought he had returned to modern times.

Then, seeing the yellow-brown roof, the bare walls, and the poorly furnished room brought him back to reality.

Just, here and there...

He was struggling with doubts, and when he was half-sitting on the bed, a particularly pleasant rice scent suddenly penetrated into his nostrils, the strong hunger made his saliva secrete quickly, and soon there was an embarrassing roar in his stomach Voice.

At this time, an older Zerg man walked in. He was tall and powerful, with a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. Behind him was a middle-aged man. The young man is a human being. That human being is not short. Compared with the Zerg man, he looks like a dwarf. The man has very little clothes, the same as what he saw before. Only the crotch has fabric, and his body is covered with various clothes. There were no scars, and his whole body exuded a gloomy atmosphere. He was holding a tray at the moment, and inside the tray was a bowl of steaming rice porridge.

Yue Zimo's eyes were straightened, staring at the bowl of porridge. For the first time, he found that a bowl of rice porridge is so attractive.

The Zerg steward snorted, raised his hand to the man behind him and said, "Give it to him."

The bowl of rice porridge was brought to Yue Zimo's short-legged wardrobe in front of his bed. He was about to give birth to bringing it over when the middle-aged Zerg man said again: "This is a gift from the king. You have been rewarded by the king." A captive bought at a price, this is what you deserve."

Meaning, he has to be obedient, right?

Yue Zimo nodded, responded lightly, and asked tentatively: "Then can I eat?"

The middle-aged Zerg man didn't seem to have seen such a spineless man. He wanted to continue to sarcasm a few times. Seeing that this man was not annoyed at all, he didn't bother to pay any attention to it. Let's eat."

Not at all polite, Yue Zimo also cared about being hot, swallowing gulply, the familiar rice porridge rolled down his throat and slid into his empty stomach, the feeling of hunger suddenly decreased a lot, and he ate a bowl of rice porridge in a short while .

After swallowing the last grain of rice, Yue Zimo licked his lips, regained some strength, and became more courageous. He looked up at the Zerg elder, and asked in a flattering tone: "Is there any more?"

The corner of the steward's mouth twitched when he heard the words, this kind of temperament of climbing up the pole is really a hell.

"Do you think there's a lot of food? If it weren't for your weakness, there wouldn't be such a thing. There is only one bowl a day, and you can eat other things at night." The steward Feng Ren seemed extremely impatient.

Your Majesty will not buy back another human being who is lazy and full of vanity.

This look is really...

Yue Zimo watched eagerly, not knowing what this man was still standing here for, he would not move if the enemy didn't move, he couldn't get up under the blanket.

Feng Ren was furious, wishing to slap this short-sighted captive, he took a deep breath to hold back the roiling anger in his body, and calmed himself down so that he would not be impulsive, otherwise the captive you just bought back would be decapitated. It's hard for him to explain.

"Get up!!!" Feng Ren shouted angrily with cold eyes.

Yue Zimo felt the bed under him tremble a few times, and rolled down in a hurry. Well, when he was sleeping, the cloak that concealed his shame disappeared for some reason, and he faced streaking again.

Like a younger brother, Yue Zimo stood obediently by the side, with his head hooked and his head knit on the ground.

"I'm up." Yue Zimo felt that he was quite honest, so he didn't know why this guy kept losing his temper.

"Get up, why don't you come with me?" Feng Ren felt that enough was enough, he was really ignorant, what a broken prisoner.

"You should have the self-awareness of being a captive. Before you are branded, you are nothing. Don't rely on your majesty's love for you. You can do whatever you want." Feng Ren continued. He had already turned and walked in front. A middle-aged human being full of scars walked behind.

Yue Zimo followed closely.

"..."

Didn't you just drink a bowl of porridge?

Is this also called relying on the emperor's favor?

Yue Zimo complained silently in his heart, what a shame, this is pampering, what will happen to be cruel and violent to me from now on?

Think about it, nothing is good.

This road is all underground, and the earthy brown walls are all excavated. They are about three meters wide and five meters high. Even the tall Zerg is very spacious when walking inside.Every walk is a room, which is intricate and sometimes has several exits. He often encounters some Zerg guards standing guard. He didn’t see the exit along the way, but he could feel the cool wind blowing, which is very strange. Yue Zimo observed silently, and found that after a while, he forgot the way he came.

Feng Ren walked very fast, his legs were long and he strode far, Yue Zimo was almost trotting, so he didn't bother to look at the road behind, it seemed that he was about to reach the place where the Zerg guards gradually increased, a few steps a guard.

Strict, cold breath.

There seemed to be screams, accompanied by howls of pain.

Feng Ren’s footsteps slowed down a lot. There was a large iron gate like a prison, and there were six Zerg guards standing at the door, each with a blank face. When they saw Feng Ren, they shouted respectfully: “My lord, You're here."

Feng Ren nodded, with a haughty and indifferent expression, greeted the guard, then turned his gaze to Yue Zimo, who stood vigilantly by the side, and said in a strange tone: "Open the door, that thing is also ready, that man It is a captive newly bought by Your Majesty."

As a result, the expressions of the originally six expressionless Zerg guards suddenly became vivid, and they looked at Yue Zimo as if they were looking at strange creatures.

"It looks pretty good."

"full."

"Very white and tender."

"It can be fed for a long time."

"It will definitely lay eggs."

Taking out the key, a Zerg guard opened the door. He walked in and talked to Feng Ren: "Your Majesty picked a good one this time. It's different from the previous ones. Do human beings have so much meat now?" ?”

Feng Ren raised his eyebrows and sneered a few times.

Seeing that Yue Zimo didn't keep up, Feng Ren's anger came up again, and he glared at the snail-like captive.

"Hurry up, or I won't be polite to you in a while."

"I understand, I understand." Shrinking his neck, Yue Zimo reluctantly stepped into this prison-like iron gate, and when he entered with one foot, Yue Zimo felt a burst of cold breath go straight to the back of his head.

All kinds of screams and painful moans came and went.

This is a large underground similar to a torture room, one after another, the first few rooms are treated like prisoners, surrounded by iron bars, inside are extremely weak human beings, there are many people inside, each cell The crowd was densely packed with people, about seven and no. 80, and they looked at Yue Zimo who came forward with various complicated eyes.

The further inside, the louder the screams, and at the same time Yue Zimo found that the temperature inside was rising.

There is also an indescribable smell that makes me want to gag.

It was a built stove, there was more than one, and there was a hot red-hot iron. The heat of the stove seemed to spread around, and there was a rumbling sound, and bunches of flames rose up.

From a distance, a few stripped people were seen being hung up. The scene was so cruel that Yue Zimo couldn't bear to watch it.

As he approached the steward, he had already passed through several cells, but he didn't see the bloody wounds on those people's bodies.

The guard went to the other side and opened a small door to go in and search for something.

The steward looked gloomy in front of the hanging people, he glanced at Yue Zimo who was showing timidity, and felt satisfied.

Those who were hung up were five middle-aged men, one young man, and a dozen or so elderly men chained aside.Those who were hung had their feet just touching the ground, their hands were bound above their heads, and were bound by long iron cables hanging from the top. At the same time, there were two strong Zerg on the left and right sides pressing their shoulders.

If you want to move, you can't do it at all.

Inside the stove were iron tongs. The tops of the tongs had strange designs, and they were already burning red, making them extremely scary to look at.

Yue Zimo felt terrified just looking at it, he turned his head away, not wanting to witness the cruel scene.

The tied man roared and cursed loudly, and was beaten by the Zerg a few times, his teeth fell out, and his mouth was full of blood. He was still struggling, and with his little strength, he was like a mutated Zerg. Mosquitoes are biting.

The hanging man was like a fish on a chopping board. He stared wide-eyed and looked at the red-hot iron pressing against his chest with horror on his face. There was a sizzling sound, a smell of burnt food spread out, and the man screamed in pain.

Yue Zimo was trembling all over, his teeth seemed to be creaking.

"Why don't you look at it?" Feng Ren said lightly.

Yue Zimo hugged his arms, even though he was sweating hot inside, he only felt cold sweat, he hung his head, watching his feet silently.

A big hand stretched out, before Yue Zimo came back to his senses, he squeezed his chin fiercely, lifted his head up forcefully, forcing him to look at this cruel scene.

"Be obedient, child, watch more and gain more knowledge." Feng Ren said.

His voice was very cold, like the harshest frost in winter, which made Yue Zimo tremble. He found that he had no ability to resist at all. When he looked at these people who were being burned with an iron, he squeezed the hand on his chin Only then did I let go.

"I, I'm obedient." Yue Zimo gritted his teeth slightly, enduring the pain of being crushed, and the tears that were about to burst from his eyes.

"That's fine."

"Do you know these people? They are captives bought by the king. They are of lower rank, or have made mistakes. Every captive bought back must be branded again and become a slave with a master. A reward for them." Feng Ren narrated lightly in a superior tone.

That voice, that tone, were all so careless, as if they were used to it.

"No matter which ethnic group the unmarked captives are in, they have only one role."

Feng Ren didn't continue talking, he pointed to a cage a little further inside, the human beings there were either old, or young people with fierce eyes, and some children, who didn't care about seeing Feng Ren at all. Fear, and even stretched out provocative gestures.

"See, it's just like these people." His tone was so casual, but the words that came out of his mouth were so unbelievable.

"They are the rations of our Zerg race. Your human meat is not bad, and it is considered a delicacy. No matter how precious human beings are, if they don't obey us, we will never let them survive."