The "......" slaves looked at each other, and when they saw the box of silver coins, they realized that these octopus heads didn't seem to be joking.

So they whispered, and some wanted to go and get the money, but because of the notoriety of the spirit suckers, they did not dare to go up.

"You're not going to play some cat-and-mouse game, are you?" a burly human man sneered.

Octopus Head sneered, "Hmph, we don't have the kung fu to play any games with you...... Anyway, from today onwards, you will be free, and of course you can give up the opportunity to receive money and go out on your own......"

The human man paused and asked, "So what's the second way?"

Octopus Head said: "As for the second way, it is to re-sign the labor contract with us and become our employees." Depending on the skill level, you will receive different wages. During the work period, you will receive food, clothing and housing, that is, your original food and accommodation, and you will be issued three sets of work clothes after signing up, and three sets will be issued every six months after that. One standard gold coin per day for unskilled handymen, and 2 to 10 standard gold coins per day for skilled artisans...... The work contract is at least one year. You can renew your visa after you have completed the service, or you can take the money and leave, and we are ......now free to come and go here."

As soon as the octopus head finished speaking, the numb eyes of the slaves disappeared, and they all flashed with a cute little light. The originally silent team exploded all at once.

During work, food, clothing, and shelter, the handyman earns a standard gold coin every day!

The currency systems of the countries and races of the Azure Continent are different, but they have a Church of Wealth that spans all continents. This church not only functions as a church, but also as a bank, a pawn shop, an appraisal office, and an auction house. They issued a set of standard coins that were recognized by all powers, including platinum, gold, silver, and bronze, all of which were in the decimal system.

Although the standard currency of the Church of Fortune is not of high quality, it has the highest credibility because it is backed by the gods. In order to facilitate communication, many prices in this world are calculated in "standard money", and if you only look at this, it is more advanced than post-Saturn.

Their standard gold coin purchasing power is quite high, and one gold coin can buy 50 pieces of bread (one piece is about a catty). It's almost equivalent to one summer yuan.

In this world, it is absolutely high-tech to get this kind of treatment, according to their local level, on the surface, the handyman can earn 3-5 standard silver coins a day, not including food and housing. Not to mention the distribution of overalls.

The octopus head now said this, and many slaves were moved. After all, most of the slaves who could be sold here were not from good backgrounds, and such high salaries could not be found in their hometowns.

"Okay, that's all, you guys hurry up! Those who want to leave will come here to receive money and dry food, and those who want to accept employment will go there to do skill appraisal and contract ......" Octopus Head pointed to the shed next to the square.

Immediately, a few slaves went over to sign up for the contract.

"I'm leaving!" the human man stepped forward quickly.

"What's the name, and how long has it been?" asked the head of the octopus who handed out the money.

"Bagger Deis! has been here for five months......" the man said.

The octopus head, who checked the list, nodded, counted ten silver coins, and took a packet of dry food and a water bottle to him: "10 standard silver coins! Half a month of dry food ......."

Bagel didn't leave immediately when he got the thing, but asked, "Where's my weapon......?"

The octopus head headed by "Give him ......" waved his hand.

Soon a heartless slave pushed a cart with swords, guns, swords, halberds and other weapons.

"Choose your own ......"

Bagger stepped forward and picked up a half-sword, turned to the slaves, and said, "Is there anything else to go......?

At that moment, about a third of the people came forward, also received money and dry food, and picked up weapons.

In the end, seeing that no one was leaving, they left without hesitation.

Most of these people who have been trained are either soldiers or adventurers, and some of them think that the octopus head is not safe, and if they turn their faces one day, won't they be food again? They have no interest in working for the octopus head.

"Wait......" At this time, the head of the octopus called out to them.

He took out a map and handed it over: "The dark area is very dangerous, don't you just go out and walk around to deliver food to people? Give you a map, you follow this place, and in about three days, you will see a city of Drow, and when you get there, there are many surface caravans, you can follow them out......"

The remaining slaves had no intention of leaving, but went to sign a contract.

..................

"Strange, have these octopus heads changed sex? and actually took the initiative to free the slaves?" Xiang Liu looked at this scene with some surprise.

With his extrasensory sense, of course, he could see that the octopus heads were not fooling them, but really wanted to let them go. There were no axe men outside the city.

After Xiang Liu saw these slaves leaving the city, he immediately reported to Wang Xiaoxin: "Captain, pay attention! Slavo City released a group of slaves, about 70 people, they have simple cold weapons, mainly humans, dwarves and half-orcs, and a few elves. ”

"What's going on?" Wang Xiaoxin was taken aback.

"As far as I can see, that's ......," Sangyu said briefly.

"This ......" Wang Xiaoxin was also dumbfounded.

The officers and men looked at each other.

"These octopus heads seem to be really crazy, I've lived for a hundred and thirty years, and it's the first time I've heard of octopus heads voluntarily releasing prepared ingredients......" Trist Darkriver's face was full of incredulity.

Wang Xiaoxin said: "Then it is even more necessary to investigate and see why they have changed so much!"

"Those slaves will meet us in front, do you want to avoid them?"

"Well, let's take a detour......"

..................

Gray Matter Restaurant.

This is the communal dining room for the spirit-sucking monsters, and the layout here is similar to that of a torture chamber. The board of each table is movable, with a round hole in the middle that can be stuck just in the head of the humanoid creature that is the "food". Then the spirit-sucking monsters used their tentacles to slowly pry open the brains of the ingredients and taste the still wriggling brains as if they were eating monkey brains alive. The screams and fears of the "ingredients" are their best condiments.

Today, however, it's a completely renovated restaurant that looks like a humanoid.

Several long dining tables were arranged in the middle, covered with white tablecloths, and the spirits were seated according to their positions and ages.

The "Perfect Eaters of Souls" sit at the top.

Pythagoras said: "It is a barbaric act to eat the brains of living creatures, we are a civilized race, how can we do such barbaric things? Civilization must be elegant! To be elegant, to eat also to be elegant, this is the royal way!"

"Some people may say that we psics must feed on the brains of sapient creatures in order to survive, and it is said that biochemicals and hormones that only exist in brain tissue are the basic source of nutrition for adult psivacs. It is also said that the Psicosm devours the brain more for the sake of the consciousness in the gray matter than for the nutrients needed by the body. For us psionics, the supernatural power of the spirit essence is far more nutritious than the flesh of eating living beings. We psionics use this released spiritual essence to boost the body's metabolism......"

“...... And so on and so forth, and so on and so forth, and so on and so forth. Compared to what you all know......" Pythagoras waved his tentacles and said excitedly, "But is this the truth of the matter? No, it's a lie! a lie that has deceived us for many years!"

"This is an outright lie, a lie concocted by the masterminds to maintain their corrupt rule! We psionics are the best psionic races, how can we have to rely on the gray matter of living creatures to survive? Even the lowly gray dwarves and the despicable Gisyankees don't have this need, there is no reason why we have such a ridiculous weakness in the higher ranks!"

"A few of my companions and I have proven that we can survive without sucking on living gray matter, and we can live better! It is because we have uncovered the lie that we can become the most perfect Eater of Souls!"

"Ah...... Is it harmful to eat living gray matter?" asked one of the spirit suckers.

Pythagoras gave him an approving look: "Yes, we have shown that this lie contains great evil intentions. Do you know why it's so hard to have a single Eater of Souls in a psionic city? ”

"According to our research, the living brains contain some very harmful substances that have a very debilitating effect on us psics. It's a chronic poison!"

"Ah......h

This rhetoric is subversive.

But if you look closely, it seems that this is really the case.

Apostate can be found everywhere, even in the Spirit-Suction Society. Some people who are naturally rebellious simply ignore the rules and traditions. There is no shortage of people in the history of the Psics who have changed sides, joined the neutral or good camp, and of course they are also strongly despised and disgusted by their fellow Psicos.

But it is undeniable that these guys, especially the spirit sucking monsters who have thrown themselves into the good camp, have no habit of sucking the brains of intelligent creatures, and they are not starving to death. Moreover, these guys are often outrageously powerful. There is a spirit sucking monster holy warrior who has killed in and out of the abyss many times, and has also cut down an abyss lord, which is simply perverted!

"It turns out that we don't need any consciousness in the gray matter at all! Our supernatural abilities come from ourselves, and those distractions are precisely the chronic poison that inhibits us! So the previous spirit suckers couldn't even live to be 150 years old, and this was all caused by this terrible and barbaric eating habits!"

"So my companions and I, in order to expose the lie and liberate our fellow citizens, after years of research, we have reformulated a new recipe that is best suited to the psions!" Pythagoras clapped his hands, and the Heartless slave brought a plate with a lid and placed it in front of each of them.

Pythagoras was the first to lift the lid, and a scent rose from it.

Don't worry about the lack of nutrients, cooked food is the right one, and cooked food and red oil can remove those toxins and supplement the nutrients we need!" he said with a smile.