The Dark World has a set of nutritional standards for keeping slaves. For the pervasive human spies, the relevant information of this level is not a secret. This set of standards is very much in line with the definition of nutritional balance in the human empire, and is even respected by many nutritionists. In terms of recipes alone, all the staple foods of rice and flour are included, and fruits and vegetables account for a large proportion of them, and milk and egg foods must be adequately distributed. In contrast, the amount of pigs, cattle, poultry, and other meats has been greatly reduced, and it can even be said that it is pitiful. But there is no doubt that according to this set of nutritional labels, every human slave can be fed, and it can even be said that it is well fed.

Lady-in-waiting, Earl Watson so far has not been able to follow him to fight and serve his own life in the wilderness.

Food in the dark world is never enough. No matter how large the number of human slaves raised, no matter how much money is invested in basic agricultural facilities, the number of human slaves produced each year, and the number of adult human slaves produced each year are far from keeping up with the strong demand for food in the dark world. This has become an extremely scary concept. Every dark creature is instilled with a whole set of theories about food from the day they are born. They were told by their trainers that food is extremely precious and should never be wasted. Neither blood nor bones must be eaten at all. Licking the plate is not a disgusting habit in the dark world, and other dark creatures will at most find your life difficult and have pity for you, and will definitely not associate it with words such as dirty, lazy, and greedy, like the human empire.

Only when there are females can there be more dark creatures. People who have never been parents can never imagine how horrible it is to feed those little ones who come out of their wives' bellies. The Human Empire does not have any laws restricting fertility, and basically every household has more than two children. If the job is smooth and the salary is so-so, then it is not difficult to maintain a family of four. But if your monthly income is meager, then you will find that the rice bowl at home is always empty quickly, and no matter how much rice you cook at each meal, it is eaten up by two and a half children. As long as people have desires, they are no exception. Lollipops, braised pork, KFC movie tickets and ice cream, basically adults like things and children like it too. In the past, two people could live a comfortable and satisfying life by consuming 1,000 yuan a month, but now it is impossible to do the same 1,000 yuan.

The same is true of the dark world, due to the special physique, each time the dark female gives birth, she gives birth to more than five offspring, and it is even possible to produce double-digit larvae in one litter. Moreover, dark creatures have a much shorter breeding time limit than humans. They are pregnant and give birth in cycles that only take three months. There are dark females who are ahead of their time and tend to never give birth in a natural way. They often contract the uterus one month after pregnancy, that is, when the fertilized egg is basically mature, forcibly discharge the fertilized egg, and then send it into the artificial biological uterus for cultivation. By doing so, you will be able to avoid all the inconveniences caused by pregnancy, and you will be able to continue your previous work without affecting your income or life.

The reproduction rate of the Dark World is extremely high, and it is frighteningly high. This was a headache for the Dark Council, but it had to maintain this high fertility rate for a certain amount of time due to the war with the Human Empire.

However, as far as the entire dark world is concerned, too many people also mean a lot of potential dangers. Food threats are one of the biggest. Therefore, the Dark Council agreed with a number of high-ranking nobles that each newborn dark female must be tested for physique. Inferior products that do not conform to the relevant number are directly killed in swaddling clothes. After all, the Dark Nobles have come to use the Dark Virgin as a reward for their loyalty. If there are too many naturally born dark females, it will lose the meaning of reward, and it can also play a great role in curbing the disorderly reproduction of the population in the dark world.

All in all, only the dark female, with the permission of the official and high nobles, is able to change from juvenile to adult. According to the results of the initial physical examination, all dark females will enter all walks of life in the dark world according to their respective suitable aspects, as teachers, scholars, artists, technicians, etc. Of course, this must first be done through a series of complex skill assessments. The most important thing is that it must be approved by the high nobles. Otherwise, you have no chance of surviving in the dark world.

A maid is not a woman in the ordinary sense of the word. Even in the Human Empire, handmaidens, especially those who were allowed to become the courtiers of the nobility, had to undergo a series of rigorous skill training, and their appearance, temperament, understanding and execution of their master's orders were indispensable in many aspects. In the words of the Empire of Man, "beauty and wisdom coexist." This dark female usually has a large number of dark male suitors around her. Of course, this refers to ordinary members of the Dark World. As for the high-ranking nobles with power and status, this is no longer the case.

Count Watson had long wanted to buy one such Dark Handmaiden from the market. The meaning is similar to the pursuit of a certain luxury commodity by human beings in ancient times. The problem was that Earl Watson would barely be able to come up with the money if he cobbled it together. However, with a new aristocrat like him, who has no family support behind him and no strong assets, he is simply unable to support such a dark maid.

It's not as simple as buying people back. Clothes, cosmetics, food, books, skills coaching, and more...... All related projects are a significant annual expense. Because she is a female, she naturally has some privileges that some males do not have in the dark world. If it is a wealthy and aristocratic family, the maid has no chance at all, and it is impossible to argue with the head of the family in terms of treatment. Watson's emerging aristocracy is different. It does not have the majesty that a wealthy family should have, and although it is indeed comparable to the dark nobles of the same title in terms of combat effectiveness, the contrast between intelligent beings is often not because of strength, but more focused on power and money background.

You can beat your wife up, but you can't change the reality that your wife despises, dislikes, despises, and even hates you because of poverty, low social status, and inability to change the family economy. Although you are very good at fighting, at most it is equivalent to street gangsters, gangster cannon fodder and the like.

The absence of maids meant that when camping in the wilderness, as now, Earl Watson could not have been treated with a steaming cup of coffee delivered to him while lying under the covers. It even has to do things like washing its feet and brushing its teeth. For a nobleman, especially an earl, this is simply unbearable pain.

"Hell yes! Lao Tzu is an earl, a real, canonized earl! ”

The moaning of the night wind from afar was stronger than before. The woman was even shouting, screaming. Count Watson was reluctant to get up from the marching bed. Although the bed was not soft at all, the cover was only a thin blanket. But Watson still felt warm, and the cold outside was two worlds at all.

Being an earl means having a strong physique. Watson wasn't as afraid of the cold as it might seem, he just felt comfortable lying under the covers. Perhaps, we should call a personal guard over and see what is going on? Thinking of this, Count Watson shouted a few times at the top of his voice, and the personal guard guarding outside the tent walked in, it was a tall and very capable dark warrior.

As for the Dark Knights under Watson, they should also be sleeping in their respective tents now. Watson wasn't strong enough to keep the Dark Knight by his side while he rested. At least, for now.

"Let's see, what are those prisoners of war doing?"

As the Dark Warrior lifted the tent, a strong blast of cold air crept in. Earl Watson subconsciously wrapped himself in a tight blanket and said viciously, "Shut up all those guys who are screaming outside." Lao Tzu wants to sleep and needs to be quiet. Go, go now, by whatever means, banish this damned voice once and for all. Be quiet! Must be quiet! ”

The Dark Warrior nodded earnestly, and as he agreed, he stepped out of the tent.

A few minutes later, another groan of pain was heard from the direction of the prisoner of war camp.

No, it wasn't a moan, it was a scream of incredibly violent intensity. Earl Watson's brain seemed to be stimulated even more violently, and he almost jumped from the marching bed.

"Which fucking guy is howling? You can't sleep well. Hell, is this still the life of a count? I'm afraid that even the poor ghosts who sleep on the streets are happier than Lao Tzu. Who exactly? Do you have to force me to deal with it myself? ”

There was another scream that almost punctured the eardrums, and Count Watson, unable to sleep any longer, simply kicked off the blanket and jumped out of bed. It quickly put on its coat and walked out of the tent with red eyes from the inability to sleep, breathing in the cold air that rushed to its face.

The emerging dark aristocracy was like this, and without well-trained squires around them, they had to do almost everything themselves. The title of nobility is simply a recognition of their fighting ability. This situation is very much like the difference between a human aristocratic family and a nouveau riche.

Prisoner of war camps are just a general term. It is a clearing surrounded by large rocks. As the Dark Earl, Watson can command the low-ranking corpses that roam the neighborhood. This is a practice based on the blood of the commanding person, mixed with some human blood, and sprinkled in the surrounding area, forming an invisible circle. As many as 1,000 corpses were attracted by the smell of blood in the air, and the area where the prisoners of war were located became a tight line of protection. It's the instinct of creatures in the dark world, and it's also a resonance that comes from a common gene. With the weak combat effectiveness of the corpse man, of course, it is impossible to pose a threat to human beings. They are, at best, a warning force. But there's no denying that this practice is very effective.

Count Watson did not see the shadow of the sentry outside the camp. It was confusing. The moans that disturbed their sleep were completely gone. However, there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

On a fairly clean rock plane, there was a human head that was apparently just seen. The hair is long, soaked with blood, and turns into strands of hair that are not aesthetic at all. All the blood flowed, making the skin on his face look pale, and even under the reflection of the bonfire next to him, it showed a strange pale cyan. Under the shadow of darkness, the skull appeared in a very strange state. Her mouth was slightly open, her tongue drooped outward, and her eyes were completely white, revealing frightening eyelids.

This was Count Watson's favorite trophy, the woman he got at Lartasen.

In front of a dark earl with a powerful armed force, Raltasen is simply a light shattered eggshell. The walls that seemed tall to humans did not become an obstacle to the dark creatures, and Count Watson easily broke through the defenses and entered them.

The Earl used the simplest and most convenient method to screen the humans in the town.

According to the standard of physical beauty, all human prisoners of war were divided into two groups. The choice starts with the ugly part of the population. There was only one question: "Do you know the exact number of Imperial Legion soldiers in Konoha Town?" ”

It was a question, and most of the POWs chose to answer "I don't know". This was about the same as Earl Watson had expected. If it is the Wehrmacht, it will definitely be much more lax than the main army in the secrecy of intelligence. Although Lartasen is not too far away from Konoha Town, it is almost impossible for anyone to know the answer to such a question. At most, I would talk about the legionnaires who came to Lartasen before, as well as the legion major named Su Hao.

All prisoners of war who answered no were killed. Their heads were cut off and their bodies cut into pieces like meat on a barbecue grill, stuck directly into the ground with wooden poles and steel bars. When exactly did this ancient dark ritual begin? Count Watson himself did not know. But it did not reject the ceremony, but felt the need to do it at Lartasen. Such rituals are said to give strength to the prayer and to bring a certain amount of luck. The premise is that all human blood that is killed must be streamed and soaked in every inch of soil at the site of the ritual.

Within the dark world, there are also sayings like "superstition". Earl Watson's cruel actions were not entirely motivated by superstition. It felt the need to deter the prisoners of war, so that they could rack their brains and tell the relevant information about the main legionnaires. In the case of fear, whether it is a human being or a dark creature, the activity of thinking and consciousness becomes especially intense. They will remember a lot of things that are overlooked at the time of inadvertentity, and many details are often found at this time. Earl Watson hopes that his approach will have an effect. Su Hao's troops did stay in Lartasen, and as long as they carefully analyzed what they said at the time, it should not be difficult to get some information from them.

In the face of the brutal dark rituals, many prisoners of war broke down on the spot and even went insane. The Dark Warriors are experts at torturing people. Even the strongest-willed man in Lartasen had not been able to hold out for ten minutes in the face of such cruelty. Count Watson got every detail that Su Hao and his team had said during their stay in town. Although there is no more relevant information, Watson can also guess the relevant defenses in Konoha Town, the number of soldiers, and so on.

The ritual should still be valid. From the prisoners of war, Count Watson learned the location of the city of Oviado. According to the POWs, it was a new human settlement, and it was very populous.

The survival ability of human beings is actually more tenacious than that of dark creatures. Their diet is not just fresh flesh or carrion, but a large part of it is a diet of plants. This is something that the creatures of darkness can never compare. As a result, human settlements often appear in the gray area between the two powers, but it is never possible for a settlement to pop up without the support of the dark aristocracy.

At most, it is a temporary abode for a dark warrior who wanders alone in the wilderness.

The woman seemed to be called Vielle, or something else. She is a dancer in a bar in Lartasen, and she is very good-looking, and she can be regarded as an extremely rare beauty in the border area. After being made an earl, Watson has become much more picky about food than he used to be. This woman is the type it likes. Although she has been touched by many people, it is no longer clean, but as long as she throws it into hot water to bubble well, washes off the dirt on her body, and gives a few injections with a specially configured potion to ensure that there are no terrible viruses such as syphilis and gonorrhea in her body, it is still very delicious to eat.

Food is always rare.

Watson has always cherished good food. Despite being hungry to death, and his mouth couldn't help but be filled with saliva at the thought of the woman's appearance, Earl Watson still desperately controlled his desire to tear the woman apart and then eat a big meal. When it was time to camp tonight, Watson only tied the woman's left arm with a tourniquet, first injected a nutrient for feed, then cut off one arm, and had a beautiful dinner.

The Count's abacus was finely played. With a little saving, this beautiful woman would be enough to feed herself for days. Of course, her head had to be saved for last. Only by looking at that beautiful face will I have an incomparably strong appetite. No way, this strange way of identifying food has been passed down from the genes of the oldest dark creatures. As a member of the Dark World, Count Watson must obey this rule, and he has fully adapted to it.