"Who are you? What are you doing here? ”

"We're slaves, and we're here to collect the scraps on the ground."

"What is a sukchi?"

"It's the purple leaves that fall from the trees."

"Where are you from?"

"We're from Sun Moon City."

"Is Sun Moon City the one in the middle of the desert?"

"There's desert around."

"Who is dead on the ground?"

"He's our master, the owner of the pharmacy in Sun Moon City, supplying the city with long-term supplies."

"It's a drug?"

"Chewing can produce hallucinations and make people very happy."

"How many slaves like you are there in Sun Moon City?"

"I don't know, anyway, there are a lot of them, every family has them."

"The master is from these four hands?"

"Yes, they call themselves Caracals, and we are Humans."

"How many Celestial Caracals are there in Sun Moon City?"

"It is said that there are a million Heavenly Caracals."

"How big is Sun Moon City?"

"It's big, it takes half a day to walk from one gate to another."

"What do so many people eat?"

"There are many temples in Sun Moon City, and each temple has a Mother Stone Division, and food is transported through the Mother Stone Division."

"What is the Mother Stone Division?"

"It's the kind of thing that glows blue."

"You also arrived here from the Mother Stone Division?"

"Yes, this is a secret Mother Stone Division, controlled by the master."

"Can your master's Mother Stone Division go somewhere else?"

"I don't know, we're only here."

"Where is your master's mother, Shiji?"

"In a basement."

"Is there anyone guarded?"

"Nope."

"What's up in the basement?"

"Pharmacy."

"Your master runs a pharmacy?"

"Yes, ancestral drugstore."

"How many caracals are there in the pharmacy?"

"More than twenty."

"Has anyone been there?"

"The master is there at night."

"It's night, and there's no one there?"

"No, the Mother Stone Division is the master's secret, and the other Heavenly Caracals don't know about it."

"What's outside the drugstore?"

"Street."

"Are there any patrol soldiers?"

"Yes."

"What weapons are they equipped with?"

"Firearms, powerful firearms."

"Guns like ours?"

"No, it's much thicker than you."

"Is there anything else besides firearms? For example, knives and arrows and the like. ”

"Yes, the Caracal Clan mines in Sun Moon City to make bows and crossbows for ironmaking, and their power is no worse than firearms."

"Is there a mine in Sun Moon City?"

"Yes, it's a big mine, and it's been dug very deep into the ground."

"Are the miners Terran or Caracal?"

"Of course it's the human race, and the caracal people won't do lowly work."

"Do the Terrans get paid to work as miners there?"

"A free man is paid, and a slave's wage is given to his master."

"The Terrans also have free people?"

"There are free men, and there is a place in the north of the city where free people live."

"How many?"

"I don't know, it's not a lot anyway."

"Can a free man move around the city like a caracal?"

"Yes, but the shops opened by the Tianqi people do not welcome free people, and most of the free people are in the north of the city."

"They were born to be free?"

"Mostly, yes."

"How else did a few become free men?"

"I heard that if you join the army, fight everywhere, and if you have merit, you can become a free man."

"Who are they fighting with?"

"It's not clear, I heard that it was with the human race, and some said that it was with the beast race."

"How many times have you been to this Motherstone?"

"I can't remember, I often come to pick up the long-cherished strips, and if I don't pick them up when they fall to the ground, they will rot in a few days. Pick it up and hang it up, you can put it for a long time. ”

"It's worth a lot of money there?"

"Yes, one stick can be exchanged for a bag of grain."

After asking, Wu Fanyang asked everyone to take out the jerky and bread.

More than a dozen children's eyes lit up and they devoured them one by one.

Sun Moon City, another world, it really is.

The human race, with low status, is mostly only worthy of being slaves.

The Heavenly Caracal is the true master of Sun Moon City.

……

……

The mother stone division, glowing with a mysterious blue light, is calm and soft.

Lu Tao stretched out his finger and slowly approached, touching the wall of light, and a wave of ripples rippled around.

Seeing Wu Fanyang walk in, he hurriedly closed his eyes and stepped over.

I didn't feel anything, and my eyes suddenly darkened, and when I opened it, I was already inside the house.

"Ho, it's fucking amazing, it's one step to Sun Moon City."

Eighteen people, six were left by the boulder, and twelve went to the basement of the drugstore.

To everyone's surprise, the basement was tall and large.

On the rows of shelves, there are strings of purple long-cherished strips.

Following the iron ladder, twelve people arrived at the drugstore.

The pharmacy is more than five meters high, surrounded by rows of iron cabinets.

In the iron cabinet, there are all kinds of pills, large and small, some are fragrant, some are fishy, some are red, and some are black.

"Boss, this guy seems to be doing well."

"Hmph, no matter how good it is, it's a dead man now."

"Such a big store, employing more than 20 people, I don't know why it is still in the drug business."

"Which one is less money."

It was late at night and the streets were empty.

Most of the houses on both sides of the street are tall stone houses, and every few tens of meters, there are iron pillars in front of the doors, and large oil lamps are burned above the pillars.

Compared to Youtian City, the streets are much brighter,

In the backyard of the pharmacy, there are several large carts.

The animals that pull the carts are taller than horses and have a pair of horns, called power ploughs.

Wu Fanyang and the others took the clothes worn by the pharmacy guys and put them on, and climbed into the car.

"Drive!"

Two power plough trucks rushed to the north of the city.

Half an hour later, we arrived at an area where the houses were dilapidated.

The plough truck drilled into an alley.

A one-of-a-kind four-storey building, standing out from the crowd, can be seen from afar.

Inside the building, there lives the leader of the Terrans.

The caracal vehicles had never been here, and as soon as the two vehicles arrived, they had already been spotted by patrols.

As soon as the car stopped, the Terran leader had already walked out of the building.

Twelve people got out of the car, their faces still covered by their wide hats.

The Terran was obviously shorter than the Celestial Caracals, and although Wu Fanyang and the others were dressed in the clothes of the Celestial Caracal Clan, the leader was full of doubts.

"Bian You has met a few adults." The leader spoke in the Chinese language.

"Hehehe, Leader Bian is really smart, and you can tell at a glance that we are not demons." Wu Fanyang smiled.

Bian You's face changed, and the other party called the Tianqi people demons.

"Be on guard at the intersection, no one is allowed without my permission." With a wave of his hand, he said to the more than ten big men around him.

Wu Fanyang glanced at Xu Fei.

Xu Fei also took six people to the intersection to be on guard.

"Leader Bian, in Xia Wu Fanyang, from Youtian City."

"Heavenly City!"

Bian You shook his body, three words, obviously shocked him.

Youtian City has only heard from the ancestors that it is thousands of miles away from here, and it is separated from Sun Moon City by the Black Desert.

"Exactly." Wu Fanyang smiled slightly.

"Mr. Wu, please speak in the house." Bian You said busily.

A group of people went to the inner room.

Lu Tao smiled and introduced Wu Fanyang's identity.

Twenty-Seven City Chiefs.

The leader of the 70,000 troops of the Huaxia Army.

Leader of 20 million people.

Bian You was dumbfounded.

"Leader Bian, I came today to ask you to come forward to buy that pharmacy and guard the basement mother stone division."

"General, that pharmacy costs at least a thousand taels of gold, the Terrans of Sun Moon City are too poor to have this money at all."

"Hahaha, there is no need for Chief Bian to raise money, there are a lot of long-awaited slips hanging in the basement."

"Dream? That's more precious than gold. ”