Chapter 281 – Those Slaves? (2/2)

“That… that is…” Lei stuttered.

The Eight Limbs people said in an indifferent voice, “They are competing for food.”

Although their wrists were tied, their arms, fingers, legs, and feet could still move. They were scrambling for food, although the “food” was also a human being. If they didn’t eat, they were likely to starve to death, while if they ate, they could survive.

Noticing Shao Xuan and others silent, the Tian Shan people said, “Can’t bear their behavior? If you really can’t tolerate it, you could save one or two lower slaves. If that slave ran closer just now, you could rescue him in time.”

Observing carefully the reaction of other people in their team, Shao Xuan also understood that there were some things that they didn’t know. When most of these people looked at the slaves, their eyes were filled with disgust.

Many totem warriors surely looked down on slaves and thought that these slaves betrayed their ancestors. However, unlike many warriors, some people in the traveling team, especially the Eight Limbs people, looked at these slaves with hate in their eyes.

Shao Xuan learned the reason from Qu Ce. A few years ago, the Eight Limbs people who had encountered similar things, saved a few lower slaves and killed some “Tai” slaves. Please support our original translation in wangmamaread.

“In fact, the people of the Eight Limbs tribe were very secret when they tried to save those slaves. They shouldn’t have been discovered, but finally, they were discovered in some way. A young girl from the Eight Limbs tribe gave a slave a piece of dried meat before leaving, and the slave saw a spider kept by her. Later, the slave failed to escape. He was arrested and confessed everything. And then these people who had rescued slaves were all killed when they went out with friends and elders.” Said Qu Ce.

There were more than a dozen people from the Eight Limbs tribe being killed, including even senior totem warriors. Among the slaves who attacked them, there were more than thirty “Tai” slaves and at least four “Pu” slaves. If they fought alone, even a “Pu” slave was equivalent to a normal intermediate totem warrior, and would not cause such a tragic result. However, these slaves almost attacked in a suicidal way. They never hesitated to cut themselves in order to attack others, and they were willing to hurt themselves even when the enemies were just slightly hurt.

Slaves were just tools. When the tools were lost, those slaves’ masters never felt pity and they would just find other tools.

“After that, people of the Eight Limbs tribe kill all slaves, regardless of their level. As long as they attack those slaves, they would not leave a single slave alive and would not give anyone a chance to inform others.” Qu Ce looked at Shao Xuan and the other two, “There are a lot of things like this, and almost every tribe has encountered. Remember, those slaves can betray their beliefs and ancestors and they can forsake anyone.” Please support our original translation in wangmamaread.

“Would they betray their slaves’ masters?” Asked Shao Xuan.

“…It depends on whether they dare or not. For different slaves’ masters, their slaves will be different, and you will understand when you see more.” Said Qu Ce.

After the slave team left, the traveling team continued to move forward, and the slave who was eaten left only a smudge of blood and a few pieces of bones that could not be combined. Some scavenged insects surrounded it and carved up the last “meal”.

Later, Shao Xuan and the traveling team did not encounter the slave team again. The way they went was different.

The more they went forward, the more clearly Shao Xuan felt the dryness of the air.

The surrounding vegetation was sparse. Compared to other places, animals and plants were much less there. The grass on the ground had also withered. Please support our original translation in wangmamaread.

The team continued marching for five days, and some members of the team had begun to languish.

“Let’s go further. There will be a tribe, and we can rest there for a few days,” said an elderly person.

When hearing these words, the young people became excited. “Is there a tribe? Is there a tribe in this place? What’s the name of the tribe?”

“The Rain tribe.” Replied someone.

Shao Xuan looked at the sunny sky. The Rain tribe.