Mercy Day celebration is the most important festival in Maca City.

The ancestor of Baron Sorant was a very great figure. He was the sharpest sword in the king's hand and seized this fertile land with force. As a reward, the king gave him a fiefdom and promoted him to a duke. Time passed after generation. When Sorant himself inherited the title, only one Maca city left with a vast fiefdom, and the title changed from a duke to a baron. If this situation continues, his generation will have no rewards, so Sorant's descendants can only inherit as a viscount, and the fief is likely to be greatly reduced. After all, the king is always happy with reducing the power of the nobles.

There has never been any so-called day of mercy in the history of the Kingdom. This whole set of celebrations was entirely created by Baron Sorant's grandfather. He believed that it was necessary to win over the people from the widest perspective. So he distributed food for free on this day to give slaves all kinds of joy that they could not enjoy normally. For example, wine and women were almost open and satisfied. This practice was no different from self-dissolving wealth, but Baron Sorant's grandfather did gain the support of the people and also took the opportunity to get richer taxes from the pockets of merchants. After all, celebrations often mean larger trade exchanges, especially when such festivals became a fixed habit for the people, more caravans would pour into Maca City, which would become very lively and self-evident.

Night time always passes quickly. In the blink of an eye, the day of exciting compassion has arrived. With the first light on the horizon, the atmosphere in Maca City has become faintly restless. The traffic flowing through the streets has increased significantly, and people have smiles on their faces. According to convention, the Baron will open the arena and various entertainment venues for free today, and there are much more prostitutes and goods from outside than usual. With sufficient food, wine and women are always topics that cannot be avoided in celebrations. Of course, beautiful and beautiful high-end goods belong to rich people and nobles, and civilians and slaves can only enjoy ordinary goods. But no matter what, all the enjoyment of civilians and slaves today is 50% discount, and the difference is paid by the beloved Baron Sorant.

The huge circular Colosseum was packed, with thousands of spectators coming and going in the stands, exchanging opinions on topics of interest. Clerks can often be seen in the crowd, recording the bets placed by the audience on various gladiators and collecting bets. Leather wallets were quickly filled up and were sent to the backstage of the arena under full armed guards. The audience only received a small piece of paper stamped, which largely determined whether they were painful or happy, or even ecstasy or despair after the game.

Under normal circumstances, it will take at least two hours to start the competition. In the eyes of residents of Maca City, "time" is actually worthless. If it comes late, there will be no space in the audience. In order to see the bloodiest and most exciting real-person fighting in the world, many people climbed into the stands in the middle of the night to take up seats.

No one thinks that there is any immorality. Anyway, all activities on Mercy Day are free. Baron Sorant is indeed a commendable man. Fortunately, this despicable, shameless, dirty and filthy vampire has some conscience and knows that when his wallet is too bloated, he will use some of it as comfort to the people. Otherwise, I would have left this damn city and made a living elsewhere.

The atmosphere in the prison slave camp also became warm.

Su Hao stood at the door of the cell, with a faint smile on his face, silently staring at the guards walking towards him in the corridor in the distance.

It has been a long time since he entered the Prisoner Camp. Su Hao showed powerful power and fighting skills that shocked everyone. Prisoner Camp, especially the Gladiator Camp, is a concentration camp for despair and madmen. They like to kill more than anyone and like to wash their bodies under the blood of their opponents. Of course, those who are qualified to be gladiators, in addition to the best warriors, also have the craziest gamblers. Compared with other members of the Prisoner Camp, gladiators have a little bit of hope of regaining freedom. After all, masters only need to make money from slaves. When they are old and weak and cannot fight against their opponents on the field, they can usually get a position such as a miscellaneous, manager, or fighting instructor in the camp. If they are lucky, they may even become free civilians.

Su Hao completely changed the fixed thinking of everyone in the Gladiator camp.

"You poor idiots, do you really think you still have a chance to get out of the cage that imprisons you? Stop joking, regaining freedom is just a verbal statement, you will never get it. Because you are a pig, a pig who believes in the lies of the nobles."

"What? You say you are a gladiator, better than ordinary slaves? This is the most saddest joke I have ever heard in my life. Slaves are always slaves. Even if you are a super champion who won 100 consecutive games in the arena, you are still just a dog sold in the slave market. As long as the owner has an order, you must die unconditionally. Do you think this kind of thing is impossible? So please tell me how much you are worth? Fifty golden shells? One hundred golden shells? Or more? In short, as long as someone offers enough price, you are the toys that others wantonly pinch. They can twist your head off, cut your intestines into soup, or make braised meat with your limbs."

"As for saving money to redeem yourself, it's even more absurd. I dare to use my own head to bet that Gladiator camp, no, it should be this prisoner camp, and even the entire Maca City, and even the entire continent, no one can regain freedom in this way. Yes, every Gladiator has his own fixed value. For example, your playing price is twenty gold shells, which means you get the free price. The only source of money you get is to keep playing, and you can only get a bounty when you go on the court. But have you ever thought that if you win continuously on the court, your value will also rise. It may even soar from twenty gold shells to two hundred or two thousand. You will never get so much money, let alone a redemption. On the other hand, if you lose on the court, not only will you not get the bounty, you may not even be able to save your life."

These principles are not profound. To put it bluntly, they are just transformations of the equal value relationship and blank misunderstandings caused by inertial thinking. Economics runs through the entire civilized society, and the Labangka continent is no exception. The development process of the entire world is actually not much different from that of the earth, but it takes more time, which lasts tens of thousands of years. The Labangka continent is not without wise men, nor is it without figures who can see the inside story of value clearly. But they are all in the ruling class and naturally will not make idiotic moves to self-destruct the foundation and derogate the value. If you want to rebel, slaves and civilians belong to the lowest-educated class. Most of them cannot even understand the addition and subtraction of more than decimal places, let alone understand the oppression and deception from the upper slave owners.

The leader status in the Gladiator camp is usually obtained by the gladiators fighting each other. Su Hao used the most brutal and violent means to kill several people, and beat the strongest and most fierce guy to become disabled. There were a few guys with ulterior motives who wanted to ambush in the toilet, but were discovered later to become a corpse floating in the cesspool. There was also a guy who was dissatisfied with Su Hao to buy poison from outside, but Su Hao directly twisted his arm and stuffed his fist into his mouth to choke to death... The last challenger was a burly and tall man who had a record of five consecutive victories in the underground arena. He was removed by Su Hao's shoulders and elbows on the spot with anti-joint skills. Since then, the man has become Su Hao's follower, standing behind him obediently.

The shock that Su Hao and Kang Yongzhi had just entered the prison slave camp gradually subsided as time passed. The slaves and gladiators returned to their normal lives, worked as hard as before, and received fighting training, but a mysterious rumor gradually spread among the slaves.

It was a set of pictures drawn with charcoal on rough paper. The general meaning was the whole process of a slave from losing his freedom to death. The picture was very rough and the style was a bit like an ancient rock painting. Although the specific faces of the characters could not be seen clearly, the identity of the characters could be known from the surrounding scenery and relationships. Although there was no text, the slaves could understand the meaning clearly.

When I first saw this set of "Little Man's Book" bound with needle and thread, the slaves were curious. Life in the prison slave camp was very boring. The topics most interesting to slaves and gladiators were women. Suddenly, with this set of picture albums, I always felt novel and flipped a few times. The content was closely related to myself, but it almost caused everyone's deep thoughts at the first time.

"It turns out that I have been making money for those nobles. I am such an idiot. They turned me into a slave with the most despicable means, but I still have to be grateful to them and call them the most merciful masters."

"This is unfair. In short, I have been making profits for more than ten years for the master. Why has he refused to release me?"

"Yes, what is said above is true. According to this algorithm, even if I die of old age, I will never be able to regain my freedom. Those nobles will squeeze us alive and even knock on our bones and suck our marrow. They did this before and there will be no changes in the future. I am the stupidest fool in the world. We must do something and can't wait for death like this."

The way of understanding knowledge, aristocrats and slaves is completely different. Just as civilians like duo, the upper class likes opera. No matter how well the soprano sings in the fancy accent, it is still confused in the eyes of civilians. They only know how to express it in a straightforward and simple way. They communicate with illiterate with the simplest pictures, which has long been proven to have special effects in a certain war period in the earth's world. The same is true in the Labangka continent. Su Hao just used the wisdom of his predecessors to use it for himself.

Knight Barth is a person who pays great attention to reality. Meng Qi paid the greatest attention to this man who possesses the title of knight and is also Baron Sorant's confidant.

Mengqi bought the house next to Bart. On the day of check-in, Mengqi visited the Knights' family with a generous gift as a neighbor. The total value of those gifts was as high as ten gold beans, and the Bart family quickly developed a favor for this friendly and rich new neighbor. Not long after, Bart and Mengqi began to call each other brothers. Bart's wife gave Mengqi more smiles than her husband, and Bart's daughter and son were more inclined to Mengqi.

As the days pass by day, many things are subtly moved without even realizing them.

When several jewelry stores in the city came to ask for payment for the goods, Knight Barth realized that something was wrong. His wife, who had always been thrifty, went out to shop frequently and bought a lot of gold and silver jewelry. Although necklaces and earrings were made of precious metals, their actual value was far less than the price for sale in the store windows. Of course, women would not wear gold nuggets directly, and carefully crafted hairpins, earrings, and necklaces were their favorites.

The total amount of Barth's wife signed a contract is as high as 50,000 gold bars. This is almost the total salary of the Cavalier Barth in six years. Of course, as a Barth's confidant, there are more channels for income. But no matter what, Barth's total annual income will definitely not be higher than this number.

There is more to the madness than this.

Barth's fifteen-year-old son actually began to go out of the brothel. The young man obviously had never been exposed to this world made up of money and women. He soon became addicted and deeply involved. Although Barth was quite doting on his son, his monthly pocket money was not enough to pay for the water-like expenses. When the smiling brothel owner handed the bill in front of him, Barth almost jumped out of his chair. It clearly stated: "The debt is owed 70,142 gold shells."

Not to mention playing with women, this money is enough even if you buy the most popular brand at home and ravage it all day long. Bart instinctively thought it was a blackmail, but the brothel owner took out another detailed list of records. It lists the time Bart's son spent every day, the price code for accompanying women, and the various items he had consumed.

Just as Bart was arguing with the brothel owner, another group of uninvited guests broke into the family again. Bart knew these people, they were the thugs in the underground boxing arena in Maca City. In the past, when Bart accompanied Baron Sorant, Bart was quite familiar with several of them and had a good relationship. However, when the other party took out the bill and asked the Cavalier Bart to settle it immediately, Bart felt that his eyes were full of darkness, and a mouthful of blood came out of his heart and squirted out of his mouth.

Sixty-three thousand gold beans, which is the bill that Bart's daughter owes in the underground boxing arena. This girl, who is only thirteen years old, has a strong interest in violent life-and-death fighting. She bets for the boxer she is interested in, but she did not expect to lose continuously. The Cavalier's daughter is born with a tenacious fighting spirit that is not afraid of difficulties. She gritted her teeth and wanted to win back the chips she lost, so she kept signing orders in the casino in the name of her father. In the name of Baron Sorant's confidant, the casino owner did give the little girl trust. However, the cumulative gambling debt of more than one hundred thousand gold beans was too much. Out of "respect" to the Cavaliers, the underground boxing field still hopes that Bart can settle the money owed for her daughter and then continue to gambling.

Barth stared at the shocking bills, staring back and forth with red eyes.

What is the concept of nearly 300,000 gold shells?

Taking the consumption level of Maca City as an example, a silver shell is enough for a family of three to maintain daily consumption for nearly ten days. In the slave market, a thin native caught from the central mountain range can be sold for five golden shells.

Looking at the bill in his hand, Barth felt trembling all over his body.

"This is not true, this is not true"

He drew out his long sword like crazy and aimed the tip of the sword at all the creditors standing in front of him. This behavior of trapping beasts still fighting did not produce the desired effect at all, but instead made the creditors sneer disdainful.

The fat jewelry store owner kept holding his big belly, and his body looked like a mutated big winter melon: "Dear Knight, it is natural to repay debts. If you can't afford it, I can only apply for a ruling from the city lord and force payment. If you are insolvent, I can only bring your wife back and become a slave. Don't worry, I will treat her well. Once a night will never happen, at least ten or twenty times a night. Hey, don't look at me with the cannibalism. Even if I can't do it, there are too many male servants and guards under my jurisdiction. Your wife is well maintained, and those poor boys will have a lot of fun. Maybe your wife will even fall in love with this kind of life."

The owner of the brothel is a slutty and thin guy, and his voice is like an owl who has been hungry for several days without eating mice: "Balt, your son is now with me. The young man of fifteen or sixteen is indeed very handsome. You don't know, he is very popular with the girls in my place. He is very strong, and the girls who have accompanied him shout that they can't stand it. I have been in poor health. Some time ago, I got a secret recipe that said that drinking wine with young people's genitals can regain their strength. Haha, for this kind of thing, I would rather believe it.
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