Chapter 882: Ancient Farming by Foolish Internet Celebrities (17)
"Sister Linna, there's chaos outside! It seems like someone has invaded and is fighting with the Feather Wings tribe."
"Sister Linna, let's find a chance to escape! Get out of here during the chaos."
Zhuolina heard what her companion said and broke free from the hemp ropes on her hands and feet. Damn it! Without a stone knife, there was no way to free the ropes that trapped them.
The three of them were kidnapped by the puppets seven days ago. After they were kidnapped, it seemed that the leader had something to do and had no time to deal with them, so he locked them in this dark, smelly little cave.
When she first entered the game, a total of six companions followed her, and they all chose the Sunset Tribe by the Great Lake.
The role Zolina chose was the Great Witch, and the other six partners were all women from the Sunset Tribe.
However, the ancient times were far worse than they imagined. They had no protective clothing on their bodies and no protective shoes on their feet. On the first day, one of their companions was bitten by a poisonous snake, died, and was forced to quit the game.
On the third day, another companion was gored by a four-horned beast while hunting. Because he did not have adequate medical conditions, the wound became infected, the fever persisted, and he died within a few days.
There were also two companions, one was bitten to death by a piranha in the lake, and the other encountered a winged tiger and accidentally fell off a cliff while escaping.
In less than half a month, she lost four of her companions.
She wondered if the name of the tribe was wrong? How could the setting sun not be damaged? If she had known better, she would have named it "Sunrise Tribe".
Annoying! Another day when I want to change my name!
Fortunately, she changed her survival strategy later on and was able to survive a little longer.
Unexpectedly, not long ago, when she was out hunting with her hunting team, she encountered people from the Featherwing Tribe. Unfortunately, they were captured and brought here.
In the past few days, they have been afraid, worried that like other women, they would be caught and used for men to vent their sexual desires.
Even Zolina felt panicked.
She used to be a strong woman who was not afraid of anything and everything, but when she got here, she found that a lot of knowledge was not useful at all, and the tools that could be used were lacking, which made her feel even more powerless.
At the same time, he hated the Winged Tribe and gritted his teeth.
If she hadn't been caught by them, she was still fine at the moment and was getting stronger little by little with her tribe. She might really have a chance to compete for 100 million star coins.
pity……
Fortunately, it's just a game. If you die in the game, you just exit the game.
She has survived in the game for more than a month. If she quits now, she will not get the bonus, but she will definitely win the bet she made with the idiot!
Thinking that the idiot might have quit the game after only three days, she was no longer so angry. After returning, she would let the idiot praise her in the live broadcast room every day. Thinking about this, she felt comfortable all over, and the pain of her hands and feet being bound by the hemp rope could be ignored.
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"Just wait, if the enemies of the Winged Tribe really come to seek revenge, I hope they succeed, then we still have a chance to live."
Zolina said easily.
Her two little followers were no longer anxious.
At the same time, in a cave far away from here, a group of skinny women, tied with hemp ropes, dragged their exhausted bodies to work in the cave.
The person who was guarding them had a long whip with thorns in his hand. If anyone didn't like it, he would whip it hard.
"Hurry up! You're taking your time! If you don't dig this hole well today, you won't have anything to eat!"
Amidst the ferocious shouts, a whip was swung on A-Dong's back.
The pain made her back stiffen, but she did not show any vulnerability.
These people, their hands and feet were tied with thick hemp ropes that were tightly knotted, and they had to use a blunt piece of stone to constantly dig into the cave wall and dig holes.
Their hands had been in contact with rough stones for a long time and were covered with scars. The fingertips were worn away and the skin was chapped, oozing with pus and blood.
Their bodies were also covered in bruises, and they were often deprived of food due to lack of physical strength. They even used up all their strength to hold a stone.
She didn't know what other women were thinking, but she wouldn't give in anyway.
She has endured it for three years, and she is not afraid of another three years.
One day, she will kill that beast.
Thinking back to three years ago, the puppet kidnapped her and wanted to take her by force. She kicked and scratched her to the vitals. After being brutally flogged by him, he threw her into this so-called disobedient coolie group and worked hard every day.
Dig holes and shovel debris.
She secretly hid a piece of stone and quietly polished it in the dead of night. It was already sharpened by her, and she waited for the best opportunity to escape and kill the beast.
"Snapped!"
Another whip hit her, and A-Dong glared at her fiercely.
"What are you looking at! If you look at me again, I'll dig out your eyeballs! Don't rely on the fact that you were brought back by the leader. Why wouldn't he throw you here? He doesn't even bother to look at you?"
The guarding man rubbed his plump chin: "By the way, if you are willing to follow me, I can reluctantly go to the leader to ask for a favor and give you to me. If you are thin, you can be thin. At least you look good..."
A Dong showed no expression and ignored him.
The man became so angry that he swung his whip and tried to bring it down again, but was held tightly by a force.
"Who disturbs my good deeds?"
He turned back in confusion, and immediately turned pale in shock. Before he could speak, the big eagle put a backhand around his neck, and rolled his eyes.
"Brother?"
A-Dong recognized the big eagle, and was surprised and happy, and then panicked: "Brother, why are you here? You can't stay here for a long time, it's too dangerous! What if they..."
"It's okay. The Winged Tribe has been completely disintegrated. No one will bully you anymore."
Daying stepped forward and cut off the hemp rope binding his sister's hands and feet. He looked at the skinny sister, whose skin was pale due to not seeing the sun for a long time. There was no blood on her face, but her fingers were bruised and bruised. Her eyes were red, and she stepped forward to hug her.
She patted her back comfortingly:
"It's all my brother's fault. I didn't protect you well and made you suffer."
"The Winged Tribe has collapsed? Then we have a chance to escape?"
"Really? You won't be killed by them, right?"
In this cave alone, there are twenty or thirty people who were kidnapped by the Featherwing Tribe to do hard labor, and most of them are women. Some of them are pregnant with the tribe's babies and are disobedient. They are still thrown here.
Do hard work.
The big eagle couldn't bear to watch any longer and cut off the hemp ropes that bound them one by one. As for whether they believed it or not, he let them go out and see for themselves.
Ariel and the others rescued several other people in the cave.
In recent years, the number of people kidnapped by the Featherwing Tribe led by the puppets has almost caught up with the population of their tribe. Most of them are women. They specialize in selecting healthy and beautiful women from each tribe and take advantage of them when they are alone.
.Occasionally, if they meet a man who is an eyesore, they will kidnap him and torture him.
If the women are obedient, they are allowed to give birth to cubs and then do some easy work outside the cave; if they are disobedient, they are treated the same as men - tied with hemp ropes like dogs and beaten with sharp thorns;
If he still refuses to obey, he may even run away, resist, and be whipped severely and then thrown to dig a cave. After digging one, he will dig the next.