If an unknown outsider saw this scene, he would definitely think that it was some kind of evil sacrificial ritual. In fact, there is indeed some connection between biotechnology and evil sacrifices. Technology originated from witchcraft, and it was precisely in order to explore the origin of the world from the unknown, which continued to develop a high level of scientific and technological power.

Like the alternative food synthesis skill of the White Worm, the skill of using one's own flesh to split the body is also immature. Because of this, Haig did not kill the Duchess, but left her alive. Only in this way can the fresh meat be harvested and the combination and composition of the cells can be distinguished again and again, so as to create a flawless replica.

There are many unsolvable problems with this reproduction itself. For example, the menstrual cycle is disordered, the cell composition is unstable, and so on. Take the old woman now, for example, who once had a sudden menstrual period when she was out last week, and the whole dress was dirty. Two days ago, one of her legs suddenly melted, and her body was covered in foul-smelling pus. Haig couldn't do anything about it, but it came down to a lack of ontological knowledge. But as a failure, it is also a necessary condition to stimulate the Duchess's nervous activity, and it is better to meet between the main body and the impostor.

This is not Haig's perverted preference. The degree of proprioceptive cell activity determines the intensity of absorption cognition. In other words, if the Duchess's brain cells were active and the meat was cut and fed, the split core (tongue) produced from Hagrid's body would be more consistent with the body.

Looking at the Duchess, who was almost crazy with being pinned to the wall, Haig smiled lightly and waved his hand at the waiter who had been waiting beside him.

The waitrell nodded knowingly, picked up the steel axe that had been prepared from the ground, and slashed at the duchess's left leg with a sinister smile on his face.

……

The battle for Maca City ended earlier than expected.

Baron Sorant's head was stuck at the top of a cavalry spear more than ten meters long, and stood straight on the side of the road outside the city lord's mansion.

There were more than 30 spears stuck in the heads of the dead men, all the severed heads were all white, the ground near them had long been soaked with blood, and the stench of blood was constantly seeping out from under the corpses, and slowly flowing down the stairs made of rock to the lower roads, forming dark red potholes.

Slave revolts had never happened in Rabangka. It was not believed that a single slave could have the same power as a king. Most of the rebels were wealthy merchants, nobles, and manor owners in Maca City, who not only refused to obey Su Hao's orders, but also sent private soldiers and armed forces to fight at the first time.

If it were under normal circumstances, the slave was certainly no match for a heavily armed soldier. However, the situation is completely different now, and the beta-class "worker bees" with strong combat power are invincible on the battlefield. With them as spearheads, the rebel army was powerless to fight back. Hordes of slaves got their weapons and roared into the manors and noble mansions. Kill everyone they see with knives and guns, and steal everything they fancy them.

It was indeed a riot.

The streets were filled with frantic and hysterical shouts, and there were slaves with exuberant faces everywhere. They can easily be distinguished from ordinary civilians by their appearance. Most of the slaves had rough skin, no clothing, and were not afraid of death. The expression on their faces was no longer the usual fear, but full of cruelty and madness. They unscrupulously stormed into the homes of citizens, dragged women from their rooms to the streets outside, killed the owners of the houses, and took everything for themselves.

Many of the slaves had torches in their hands, but they were ordered to be extinguished immediately by the knight Barth and the other "worker bees". Su Hao needed an intact Maca City, not a ruin that had been burned by fire. This order was carried out by some of the slaves, while others refused. They shouted and questioned the "worker bees", and some irascible guys even wanted to draw knives on the spot, and the final result was, of course, a "death" word.

Homicide!

Robbery!

Make everything mine!

That's what the slaves thought. Note that it's not "we", it's "me". They never encompassed all this to the idea of more people, just for themselves. The slogan, of course, is to shout it with everyone, and anyone is selfish when they get benefits.

When you don't have freedom, you want to regain your freedom, and when you get free, you want to get more. If you are full, you want to get money, and you need beautiful women when you have money. This is the desire of intelligent beings, so evil, so dirty, but if it were not for this, the so-called "rebels" in history, including the current Su Hao, would not have the ability to cause full-scale contradictions.

Stepping on the crimson carpet, Su Hao strolled to the window and silently watched the noisy street of life in the distance.

He saw a young girl dragged out of the house by a dozen slaves and stripped naked on the road a few times. The slaves, who had been detained for a long time, grabbed the girls by their hands and feet, took turns to take off their pants and ravaged the girls wildly. The poor woman was only fifteen or sixteen years old at most. She kept screaming like a human voice, her dangling body swaying back and forth with the onslaught. The snow-white body appeared and disappeared in the gaps of the swarthy naked body, the hands and feet were raised high, and the mouth was quickly gagged with the genitals of an impatient slave...... The madmen who had just been freed had a good time, and the girls were killed by them. The savage slaves had enough of the girl's body, and barbecued pieces of cooked meat splashed with hot oil on the fire burning in the middle of the road.

A white and chubby man fled from his house in a panic and was swept over on the spot by several slaves with sticks. The slaves divided the man's belongings and clothes, tied the stripped man's hands tightly with ropes, tied them to the saddle of the wildebeest, and whipped them on the horse's buttocks...... By the time the galloping wildebeest was stopped at the other end of the city, the man's legs had been worn alive on the gravelly pavement, his broken intestines and entrails had been dragged out of his abdomen, and the streets had been covered with minced flesh and blood.

That's the great change.

It's that simple to divide the wealth. Kill everyone in the original ruling class, their money, real estate, and houses are ours. The meat of aristocratic children is tender and delicious, and the beautiful women of nobility can sleep whenever they want. All in all, Lao Tzu is a slave, Lao Tzu is an oppressed group, and Lao Tzu can do whatever he wants. This world has changed, and Lao Tzu is now his fucking master.

Su Hao had no intention of stopping all this. He was given the power to control the city of Maca, and the slave's desires needed to be satisfied. Yes, all this is barbaric and cruel, bloody and tyrannical, and yet the change of power is like that. There is never a king in the world who is willing to voluntarily give up power and become someone else's slave. Everything needs to be fought for by yourself. On the earth, it can be seen as a counterattack by Dick Si against Gao Shuai Fu. This is the continent of Rabangka, and the means are naturally more intense and crazy. Whether it is killing, robbing, or violence, it is only for the sake of gaining the support of more slaves for themselves. When all the chaos subsides, they will be the most stable backbone of the new country.

Since you want to kill, kill it cleanly, and kill it heartily.

The hatred of the slaves did not come out of nowhere. The aristocracy and the wealthy did make a lot of money from their slaves. Torture such as nose cuts, eye gouging, and tongue amputation was almost always directed at fleeing or rebellious slaves. No matter what country, no race, as long as you lose your freedom and become a slave, it means that you will lose everything from now on.

The little girl who was dragged down the street and was ****ed by dozens of slaves is indeed pitiful. But when he was in the slave camp, Su Hao had heard the slaves talk in a resentful tone that a noble girl who was only about ten years old actually cut the throat of the female slave next to her with a knife at a banquet. The reason was simply that the slave girl did not add food to her in time, and the little girl's favorite rock sugar fruit soup was taken by someone else. The little girl who was hungry for unsatisfied appetite was furious on the spot, and it took her more than ten minutes to cut and cut without knowing how many knives there were in the road, so that the poor slave girl's throat was broken. Everyone present at that time saw this bloody and cruel scene, but no one came out to stop it. The nobles who attended the banquet constantly applauded the little girl, praising her for her bravery, wit, and decisiveness. Many people expressed their opinions bluntly, claiming that the slave girl "deserves to die", "the lowly slave should be dealt with like this", "the clumsy slave is worth nothing at all, and it is better to kill the ...... like this than to spend food to raise"

The girl at the banquet is clearly not the same person as the girl on the street. But it doesn't matter. They were all dressed in expensive costumes and feasted on delicacies that the slaves would never get. This is the so-called evil, and it is the root cause of riots and chaos.

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, looking at the turbulent and bloody world outside the window, Su Hao suddenly had an urge to laugh. It wasn't a ridicule or a mockery, but a strange consciousness that even he didn't understand. He has no affection for the realm of Rabangkashi, which is inhabitable by evolutionary people, but not the real Earth. There was nothing here that he was familiar with, and there were no relatives he had to rely on. Although it is a sin to guide chaos and turmoil, Su Hao does not have the slightest psychological burden. After all, it is not certain whether the intelligent beings in this world can be regarded as human beings. Although they resemble humans, they can only be counted as "subhuman", "half-human", and "unevolved and fully special human species" in the true biological classification.

"Haha Kill! Destroy everything and regain absolute power. ”

Su Hao stood in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling window of the City Lord's Mansion and waved his hand and roared: "Everyone must obey me, and those who resist will be killed." Today is the time for you to feast, do whatever you want, and vent as much as you want. I don't need nobles, and I don't need vassals. I am the God you think you think of, the only God! ”

……

When Meng Qi walked into the bathroom surrounded by several guards, the knight Bart was messing with several naked young and beautiful girls in the water.

There is obviously no such thing as "forty is not confused" on the continent of Rabangka. Despite the fact that he had passed his youngest and absurd years, Barthes had no intention of restraining himself. It originally belonged to a broken earl. That guy is actually just inheriting the title of his ancestor, and his power and wealth have declined to the extreme in this generation. But in any case, the emaciated camel was larger than the horse, and the fortune of the broken earl still seemed rich compared to that of an ordinary knight like Barth. At least, the production of this estate is the envy of manor, and although the castle is small, it is very elaborate and richly decorated. This bathroom, in particular, is simply a swimming pool large enough to accommodate hundreds of people. Submerging your tired body in hot water and bathing with a young and beautiful girl next to you is simply the most comfortable enjoyment in the world.

Meng Qi ignored Barthes' kindness in beckoning him to come down and take a bath. He slowly stroked his slender beard with his fingers, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his thin face.

"If I were you, get up from the pool at once and go back to your post as fast as you can."

Although this sentence was a metaphor, it immediately angered the knight Barthes. He stood up from the bath in a fit of rage, grabbed the short sword hanging on the wall next to him, and aimed the sharp blade at Meng Qi, but instead of making a move, he roared at the scathing-speaking merchant.

"Who are you to say to me? Who do you think you are? But a sinister and cunning businessman. A waste like you didn't even have the qualifications to lick my toes before. ”

Meng Qi smiled grimly. The two men were so close that he could already smell a strong smell of alcohol emanating from Barthes. The guy had drunk so much that he was a little vain even on his feet, and his face and eyes were slightly red.

Barthes couldn't see Meng Qi's movements clearly. He thought it was his eyes dazzled, but he found that it was Meng Qi coming around from the side at a strange speed, grabbing his sword-holding wrist with one hand and clasping his neck tightly from behind with the other.

Meng Qi still had a smile on his face, but Barth's wine was more than half sober. He only felt cold sweat on his forehead, and his body became stiff. The pride and ferocity that filled the whole body just a few seconds ago had disappeared completely for a moment.

He was a knight and was Baron Sorant's personal bodyguard. Balt is skilled in warfare, even against the natives of the Upper Central Mountains. Meng Qi was just a businessman, and he had never shown any strength in this regard. But now, whether it is the action, speed or strength, Meng Qi has just the right grasp. He accurately buckled Barth's wrist bone, grabbed the back of Barth's neck without any error, and the fingertips did not make contact with the target without the slightest error, and Bart did not even have a chance to return the fire with a backhand. This terrifying precision Barthes simply had never heard of, it was simply unbelievable.

"If I wanted to kill you, your head would not be on your neck now."

Meng Qi slowly pulled the short sword from Barth's hand, grasped the hilt, and slowly placed the blade on Barth's shoulder. The tip of his nose was almost on the poor knight's cheek, and his voice was low, full of terrifying death threats.

"Do you know the way? I'm here to help you. Use your pig brain to think, is now the time to have fun? That's right, the owner did give the order to revelry for three days. But this command is for freed slaves, not for you and me. Only you, an idiot, would live in this manor in a big way, enjoying it unbridledly. Dear knight, I must admit that you are very good at pleasure. Look at this bathroom, there are youthful beauties, fresh fruit and good wine on plates. Oh! There's also garlic roasted leg of lamb and smoked chicken on the coffee table. There is plenty of food and wine, and there are women who are always waiting...... Tut-tut! You probably don't know that the host's breakfast today is only bread and bacon, plus a large glass of clean water. ”

These words brought Barthes to his senses. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead vigorously, waved his hand to let the overwhelmed maid next to him go down, quickly grabbed his clothes and quickly put them on, and his face changed to an expression of sincere advice to Meng Qi.

"I, what am I going to do?"

Meng Qi squinted at him coldly: "Do you know what Lu Dao did wrong?" ”

Barth didn't have the slightest arrogance and anger from before, his face became a little pale, and Nuno said continuously: "Zhilu Dao...... Of course, I know the way. ”

Meng Qi's gaze became meaningful: "Do you want to be just a knight forever in this life?" Or do you want to be a count? Marquis? Or even a duke? ”

Barth looked up suddenly, his eyes almost out of his sockets, and his gaze became more hot than ever.

"You are lucky that the host picked you to be an assistant from the very beginning. Yes, you've helped us a lot. You have removed most of the guards from the City Lord's Mansion and opened the gates of the slave camp and the weapons warehouse in the time required. As a reward, the owner gives you the manor. You can understand that this is your fiefdom. All right! It stands to reason that I shouldn't have to be concerned about staying in my own home and enjoying myself. But seeing that we are all followers from Maka City, don't you think you should do something about it at such a time? ”

Meng Qi's voice was calm, but Barthes felt that it was full of wisdom that he had never been exposed to: "Slaves need to be organized into armies, they need to be trained. The collected supplies need to be counted, and a more stable source of food and weapons needs to be supplied. Many people have died in the city, and the massacre and looting will end in three days. At that point, everything will be back in order. Except for you and me, the nobles and wealthy merchants have all died. Don't you want to be your master's most trusted subordinate? Or is it just a matter of getting a manor, a few women? ”

Benefit is the biggest and best stimulus.

Barthes couldn't help but tremble, not out of fear, not out of resentment towards Meng Qi, but because of the phrase "Do you want to be a duke"?

He smiled awkwardly, until he saw a satisfied smile on Meng Qi's face, then he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked seriously and hurriedly, "Say it!" What to do? ”

The collected supplies need to be counted, and food and weapons need to be supplied more steadily. Many people have died in the city, and the massacre and looting will end in three days. At that point, everything will be back in order. Except for you and me, the nobles and wealthy merchants have all died. Don't you want to be your master's most trusted subordinate? Or is it just a matter of getting a manor, a few women? ”

Benefit is the biggest and best stimulus.

Barthes couldn't help but tremble, not out of fear, not out of resentment towards Meng Qi, but because of the phrase "Do you want to be a duke"?

He smiled awkwardly, until he saw a satisfied smile on Meng Qi's face, then he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked seriously and hurriedly, "Say it!" What to do? ”