After staying on Blackstone Island for a month, Gangka took his first exam. Anko taught him how to cheat, allowing him to avoid fines and the teacher's whip.
From then on, Anko became Gangka's boss. In Gangka's eyes, apart from the demon orcs, Anko was the most sacred existence.
"Brother Anke, I want to buy a glass bead, the one with petals inside, just one. All my friends have it."
"That thing is of no use! Keep your money and wait until the annual gathering to spend it!"
"But there are still several months left before the New Year's Eve..."
“If I say you’re not allowed to buy it, I’m not allowed to buy it!”
An Ke can be very strict at times, but Gang Ka has no complaints against him. He feels very happy following this big brother.
He likes the clay pot that An Ke gave him the most. There is a small hole in the pot, and the silver coins earned can be put in, but it cannot be poured out. There is a word written on the pot, called Dream, An Ke.
Da said that when your dream is about to come true, you can take out all the money in the jar.
He wanted to put all his daily income into the jar, but he couldn't. There was something that bothered him, but he couldn't tell Anko.
Every three days, an orc will come to him and take him to a secret place to hold a mysterious meeting.
"The night is about to pass and dawn is about to come. Our king is gathering strength. That is the happiness and glory that belongs to the orcs. No one can stop it. Brothers, offer your offerings to our king before the holy war begins.
, first offer our loyalty to the king!"
The speaker was a human. He was missing an arm. He was said to be a criminal. After work, the criminal was supposed to return to his cell, but this man was very special. He was the messenger of the demon orcs, and he did not need to wear shackles.
There is no need to go to the construction site to work even during the day.
All the orcs rush to please him, and the names remembered by him will be remembered by the demon orcs. When the demon orcs lead everyone to break through the darkness, those who are remembered will gain an extremely noble status.
Next, when it's time to feel the pain, two orcs will hold an iron bucket and take away half of the wages they earned these days.
This is an offering to the demonic orcs, and it is the honorable obligation of every orc.
Gangka didn't want to hand over his wages, but he had no choice and didn't dare to hide it. They knew how much money each person earned, not even a copper coin was missing. Those who paid less would be severely punished. It is said that
An orc was beaten to death by them.
The meeting was over, and Gangka returned to the dormitory in despair, lying on the bed motionless.
On the recommendation of a friend, he joined this mysterious organization. At that time, he felt so passionate that he was even willing to sacrifice everything for the Demonic Orcs.
But now he regrets it. He has attended many meetings, but has never seen a demonic orc. He only saw the one-armed man saying beautiful words and then taking away his hard-earned money.
An Keda came back and saw Gangka lying listlessly on the bed. He stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Why didn't you go to evening classes?"
Gangka lay on the bed and said vaguely: "I have a bad stomach."
This is a bad lie. Gangka has a pair of steel teeth and an iron belly, and no matter how bad the food is, he can't eat it up.
"Have a good sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up!"
An Kada quickly fell asleep, and Gangka secretly took out seven silver coins from his arms.
He hid this secretly. He knew the consequences of doing so would be serious, but he did it anyway. He liked hearing the sound of silver coins falling into the clay pot.
"Dream." Gangka smiled. The dream in the clay pot is the real dream, and it is heavy.
The next day, Gangka had just finished transporting a cart of stones and was going to the drinking shed to rest for a while, but halfway there, he was stopped by two orcs.
Gangka's heart tightened, these two were members of the organization and had a very high status.
"Gangka, our brother, you seem to have done something wrong."
Gangka knew what they were talking about, and his secret possession of silver coins was exposed.
"Come with us, the envoy wants to see you."
Gangka was very scared. Since joining the organization, he had never said a word to the messenger. Although he was just a human with one hand missing, Gangka felt that he was more terrifying than the former slave master.
"In the past three days, I saw in the ledger that you earned twenty-five silver coins, but you only handed in six silver coins."
Gangka raised his head and said: "I, I may have made a mistake, my brain is not working well..."
"How dare you look directly at the messenger!" An orc raised his whip and hit Gangka hard on the face. Gangka quickly lowered his head, and blood dripped down the wound to the ground.
"I, I really made a miscalculation!"
"Okay, I believe you," the messenger said with a kind smile, "I'll give you a chance. Now bring your brother and take out all your savings to compensate for the mistake."
Gangka's head was buzzing, and the dream in the clay pot was about to be shattered.
"I, I have no savings, I spent all my money."
"Really?" the messenger sneered, "my poor child, do you know the price of lies?"
"I didn't lie..."
"I gave you a chance, why don't you cherish it?"
The two orcs beside him raised their iron bars. Amidst the dull beating sounds, the messenger couldn't help but sigh.
"Are you hurt? My heart hurts more than you! You betrayed our king, and I am truly ashamed of you."
Half an hour later, the dying Gangka fell into a coma. The orcs were waiting for the order from the envoy. The envoy shook his head and said: "This kind of traitor has no point in living. Throw him into the sea and let his dirty flesh and soul live forever."
disappear."
Just as the orcs were about to take action, they suddenly felt their bodies go numb, and then they collapsed on the ground.
A thin figure appeared in front of him, followed by a dozen orc warriors.
"Bisk, I finally found you!"
The messenger's face turned pale, and he stood up quickly. Just as he was about to escape, a bolt of lightning struck him and knocked him to the ground.
…
Gangka, who had been in a coma for a whole day, finally woke up and saw Anda sitting on the edge of the bed. Gangka wanted to struggle to sit up, but the bandages all over his body prevented him from moving.
"Brother Anke, I am too tired and have too much work. I just fell asleep. What time is it now? Is it dark? I will go to evening classes. Is the clay pot next to my bed still there? Here
What place is..."
The panicked Gangka spoke incoherently, and Ankha touched his forehead with a smile.
"This is a hospital. You bastard, did you have a fight with someone? How did you get injured like this?"
"I, I didn't..."
"Are you hungry? I brought you something to eat."
…
At dusk, Gangka fell asleep after eating something, and Anka left the hospital and came to the cell.
Shan Sha was waiting for him in the cell. Seeing Shan Sha's helpless expression, An Ke asked: "Is that guy willing to tell the truth?"
"There is no truth, but a lot of crazy talk. He keeps saying that he is the son of the gods, and that his aunt Kored ordered him to do this."
Looking at Bisk's relatively clean face, Anda shook his head and said, "You used the wrong method."
Shan Sha said: "The Suixue Law prohibits torture."
"The law prohibits torture of a suspect. He is not even a human being!"
An Keda picked up the whip and walked up to Bisk: "I'll give you another chance. What did Kui Sha instruct you to do? How many accomplices do you have?"
"I don't know Kui Sha, these are the orders given to me by Lord Korede!"
"Do you know the price of lying? You shameless scum!"
As soon as the whip came down, Bisk let out a loud cry, and unknown liquid flowed all over his pants.
"Do you feel pain? It hurts me more than you!" An Kea spat, "I really feel sorry for the whip in my hand, which actually stood on your dirty blood!"