Seeing this one rush up suddenly, I was so scared that I forgot to breathe. At that moment, the man suddenly stretched out his black claws like bones and grabbed them directly underneath me.

I let out an involuntary exclamation, and immediately noticed that this man's claws were as cold as ice, very, very cold.

As a normal person, I naturally wanted to resist, but before I could resist, this one withdrew his hand and said with an uncle's taste, "Well, indeed...... It's a male indeed."

"Huh?!" I can hear this anger, what is a public. But I dare not speak out, because I know what happens when I struggle to resist—die.

Then the monster used its black claws, which were like 10,000 years of ice, and pinched my arms, neck, and head.

He finished pinching it, and then went back to the fence like a black mist, looked at the spider man, and said, "My lord, it's a boy indeed."

From his completely unhumble tone, I can probably guess that this status is definitely not inferior to this spider-sama, but! "What a ghost, boy!"

The PM2.5-faced hentai continued, "And this ...... Human beings, although physically weak, have a well-developed mind and can indeed become an obedient slave. Also, he's very weak now, you see......

He was visibly hesitant to say the word 'human,' and I don't understand why he hesitated about it.

Spider-Man said without pity, "Huh? Weak? I don't think he can still move? Let's take it with us!"

"Hmm" the PM2.5 didn't say much, just nodded.

Hearing that this adult let me go, my heart was relieved, but at this moment, in the afterglow, I clearly felt that the werewolf who was about to open the door looked at me viciously. To be honest, it feels bad to be stared at by a wolf, and the big blue-green beast pupils in this already terrifying dimly lit dungeon make me even more frightened.

"At least I'm alive, not bad. Hehe......"

Then the werewolf opened the cell door angrily, waved at my hands and feet, and a black light gas fell on my hands and feet, and immediately turned into a pair of handcuffs and leg irons, completely restraining my hands and feet.

Because these two things were so heavy, I was suddenly pressed to the ground by gravity. The pain of falling to the ground made me cry out, "Ah!" Tears almost welled up, but I managed to hold on.

The spider-sama, who had already turned away, turned around when he heard my screams, and asked with a displeased expression, "What's going on?"

PM2.5 Magician: "I guess the shackles are too heavy, so don't bring him with him, I don't think he'll run around anyway."

"He? Is this talking for me? "I'm more wary of this Mr. PM2.5. And the adult, after a moment of thought, said, "Well, it's okay, give it to him."

"Yes, sir." The werewolf's tone deepened, and with a seemingly reluctant wave of his hand, he removed my handcuffs and shackles. He gritted his teeth, slammed at me, waved his hand at me like a begging for food, and said, "Come out, number 99."

If someone dares to despise me like this, I will definitely fight with him. But now I have more fear than anger. I don't have time to think about it, I can call them whatever they want to call me, after all, I don't have any capital to fight them.

I nervously lowered my head, fought hard, and walked past the werewolf with my hungry body propped up. As I passed by, I smelled the peculiar smell of a beast.

……

Then I joined a group of handcuffed and shackled humans and walked through the dungeon's passages. They were all shackled and dragged to the ground, making a rattling sound.

These people are probably the people who were arrested next door just now. After a few glances just now, I found that most of them are sturdy men and women over 20 years old and about 1.7 meters tall. In terms of hair color, eye color, and skin color, they should all be human.

But apart from these captives, almost none of the people who escorted us were human. The first one walked was the spider head, next to it was the PM2.5 old hentai, and then the werewolf with the chain in his hand. In addition to these guys, the remaining 5 soldiers in full armor are also skeletons.

"Where the hell have I been teleported! Ahh Such a different world, such a body!! Ahh I followed desperately and prayed. Although I was desperate, I was still in a positive mood at this time, because I heard the spider head just say that he only captured us to clean the palace, which ...... There shouldn't be any problems. At worst, it's a slave, hehe......

What will life be like next, I can't help but sigh in my heart.

We followed the demons up the stairs, turned left and right, and then up the stairs to a damp and spacious hall.

The ceiling is made of the same stone as the floor, and it looks like it's still in the dungeon. There were canals on both sides of the hall floor, and there were some dirty barrels on the floor. There were more than a dozen goblins in the hall, standing there green.

These forgiveness of the Colorists, dressed in animal skins, with brushes and mops in their hands.

"What is this for? Mopping? Or a bath? Dragging people? I pondered. And I found that the three heads were all gone, and there were five skeletal armor soldiers left around our line of slaves.

And when I looked around the hall again, I noticed that PM2.5 was talking to a goblin. But because of the distance, I couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

Just then, a goblin came up and said in a shrill voice, "You ancient species, take off your clothes! I'm going to give you a bath."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shackles on the hands and feet of our group disappeared in an instant. And the PM2.5 in the distance doesn't know when he left.

I didn't want to resist, so I slowly took off the 'two pieces of cloth' on my body and stood there in a wooden place. But after all, it really made me a little embarrassed to be naked in front of so many people, so I naturally blocked my body with my arms.

However, although I was able to choose to be obedient and give up my self-esteem in this situation, the 'adults' could not give up my self-esteem as easily as I did. One of the women, blushing and reluctantly, said, "What?! You—you're going to let me undress in public??"

It was obvious that she didn't want to strip in public, and at the same time, several women around her also nodded their heads one after another, as if they were planning to fight back.

At this moment, a goblin with gold earrings snorted strangely in the distance. Suddenly, the five skeleton soldiers beside us took a step forward and stamped their feet fiercely, intimidating us.

Then, the goblin with the gold earrings continued to say, "If you don't obey, you will die."

A cold voice frightened the women into not daring to say anything more. I could only blush, and I dared to be angry and began to undress. The men, too, began to undress in a hurry.

"Hurry up, don't grind!" The golden-eared goblin continued to order, and looked at me strangely, and he didn't think anything good at first glance, but I could only pretend to be submissive at this time, so as not to anger him.

I looked at the adults around me, and I noticed that many gentlemen were taking off their clothes while not forgetting to look at the figures of the ladies next to them. I don't approve of this kind of behavior, after all, who is not lustful, and I am no exception. It's just that at this time, I don't have the mood to peek at all, my mind is full of how to live safely, peeking at other people's bodies online at this time, it's just a meaningless behavior for me.

……

Soon our group of people were all taken off, and the next step was supposed to be the bathing session, but what I never expected was that it was not the goblins who washed us, but the 'cleaning tools' that moved themselves and 'cleaned' us.

Hard brushes, rough mops, cold buckets, and sackcloth like bath towels were all attacked in turn, and it was a nightmare. This kind of bathing process is like hell.

Cries of pain echoed through the hall, and my spirit was on the verge of collapse, but I still endured, forcing myself not to cry out, not to cry out.

And while we were wailing, the goblins were smiling awkwardly. I almost want to take out the AK and kill them directly! But that's just fantasy, where to get a gun? Even if I had a gun, could I have done it? Pick it up? I thought weakly, gritted my teeth and endured, while silently praying in my heart, praying that Kami would save me, that I wouldn't catch a cold or get sick.

I clearly understand that according to this garbage plot, if you catch a cold, you will definitely die. In this place, there are no human rights!

In a short time, we slaves were exhausted. Everyone was so tired and in pain that they lay on the cold stone floor. At this moment, I saw a goblin walking over with a fan painted with a magic circle in his hand. Three words flashed through my mind in an instant: banana fan.

So I immediately lay on the ground and clasped the cracks in the stone with my hands. As expected, the 'typhoon' followed.

As the Death Forgiveness Sacolor waved the fan in his hand, the dry, warm wind blew up, and I couldn't hear anything else.

Ten seconds later, the typhoon stopped. When I looked back, I saw that the group was just like me, clinging to the ground.

"Hehe, it looks like this group of people is not stupid."

Next, our group was taken to another room by the goblins. Not only does this room have glowing crystal lamps, but also a wardrobe that seems to be here for us to pick out clothes to wear.

Then a goblin leaned against the doorway and said proudly, "Hurry up and find a dress to put on!" When you're done, let's get to work!"

But before he could finish speaking, I saw that some people had already started looking for clothes, and some had actually started to wear them!

I was going to follow up and look for clothes, but I didn't recognize any of the words on the cabinet.

At this moment, a ball of linen clothes suddenly pasted on my face, and a goblin said angrily, "There's no such thing as you here, so you can wear this!"

"You're not going to give it to me?" I really couldn't help but get angry, but I also understood that if I dared to do it, there would be only one situation, and that was that I was killed in seconds, "MDFK, you wait for me to go out!" ”

I picked up my sackcloth garment and put it on with all my rage. The clothes fit well, but they are very long, and they look like dresses when you put them on. The hem of the garment, just above the knee, is just enough to cover the place where the light is needed.

But all the goblin gave me was a dress, no pants, and it wasn't much better than what I had just wore, and although the sides didn't leak, it was still a vacuum.

"Damn, don't let me be naked...... "The legs are cold, this dress is completely a skirt, this shame is a bit too difficult!

"This ......" I almost yelled in anger, but looking at the few skeleton guards standing in the doorway, I was silent, I was intimidated.

But since you don't give it to me, can't I find it myself? I can't do so many cabinets, not a single fat time! It's really not okay to wear a shirt backwards.