Although there is no difference in appearance from humans, the extra tail behind the butt makes Xia Zuo know that he is no different from the twelve weird Munk orcs in front of him, and the only difference is that he is more human-like.

When he woke up and found that he had become like this, and he was unlucky enough to appear in the ranks of the sold slaves, Xia Zuo was only in a depressed mood now, which made him admire his rough nerves a little.

Sore and weak, observing everything around him with cold eyes, it was strange that he could understand the language of these people, Xia Zuo tried his best to sift through the knowledge of this world from the conversations of the mercenaries.

For example, this is a gravel wasteland on the edge of the Campas Plateau, if you are a high-level orc of the Munk tribe who makes them very excited, if you are going to the great border city of Sarnia, where you are heading for humans, if you are waiting for the fate of being a slave, etc.

Although it is only a simple message, Xia Zuo's own current situation is not difficult to analyze, a world where slavery still exists, and no one will reason with you.

The whip marks on the twelve Munk orcs in front of him are the best proof of this, and if you can't adapt to all this, the end result will only be a pile of bones on the side of the road that no one cares about.

Although he had only woken up for less than half a day, the white bones that kept appearing around him told Xia Zuo very clearly that he had completely left the boring and peaceful world before.

"Boy, what's your name, a high-level orc like you should be in the hinterland of the Campas Plateau, how can you get to the Gravel Wasteland"

The orc who walked in front of Xia Zuo asked in a low voice, his low voice was full of remorse and anger, the high-level orc fell into the hands of humans, which was a shame for the entire Munk clan and even the Kampas orcs, even if this high-level orc was just a thin child.

"I don't even remember Xia Zuo's rest."

Slowly spit out a name, which is also the original owner of this body, except for the body, the only thing left.

"Smack!!"

Suddenly, the two whips came extremely fast, and the force on them was so great that Feng Han and the Munk orc in front of him had their back skin open, and the whole back was burning with pain.

Xia Zuo turned his head and saw the stocky man behind him, known as Old Barr, holding a leather whip and looking at the two with a wicked smile.

"Filthy stinky monkey, don't you want to eat the whip again?" said with a sly smile, licking his chapped lips, and old Barr waved his hand again.

Xia Zuo didn't speak, just looked at Old Barr quietly for a few seconds, as if to remember his appearance, and before the latter raised the whip again, he endured the pain in his back and followed the twelve orcs in front of him.

This reflection made Old Barr stunned, any orc who believes in Kampas will definitely resist and roar fiercely in the face of the shame of whipping, don't look at the twelve Munk orcs who are honest now, they are all suppressed with a body of whip marks.

Old Barr, who was originally going to teach Xia Zuo what the rules were when he resisted and roared, stiffened when he saw that calm gaze, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little worried.

It was the first time he had seen such an orc, and of course it was the first time he had seen a high-level orc in forty years, maybe this was the difference between high-level orcs!

Old Barr comforted himself in his heart, staring at Xia Zuo's thin back viciously, Old Barr was extremely ashamed of his fear just now, and secretly cursed in his heart that in the next few days, he must "take care" of this little monkey well.

Although this little monkey is valuable, a lowly orc, as long as he doesn't play with the dead leader, will not interfere.

The next day, except for the short conversation before, Xia Zuo did not speak, but his actions were very cooperative, let him go, let him stop, no resistance, no emotion, not even a trace of resistance, calm and numb, like an old slave who had long been domesticated and smoothed out the edges and corners of the wild.

It was in stark contrast to the twelve Munk orcs around him who cursed and scolded from time to time in exchange for a whip.

In exchange for the disdainful gaze of the twelve companions who thought he was afraid of the whip, and the depressed eyes of old Barr, who wanted to "take care" of Xia Zuo all the way, he couldn't find the slightest reason to whip under the full cooperation of the other party.

And Xia Zuo's calm appearance that did not conform to the logic of orcs made all the mercenaries feel unreasonable, but they couldn't think of a reason, so they had to push it to the special of high-level orcs.

After all, even if he was an experienced leader, he had only followed the other party in the auction hall when he was serving the great nobles as a young man, and he had seen a high-level orc from a distance.

"Gollum"

A thunderous cry sounded from Xia Zuo's stomach, and his already vain steps immediately swayed.

"Damn, this monkey can eat more than twelve Pig orcs combined," the blonde-haired Phil immediately screamed with pain on his face, and even the mercenaries around him were equally helpless.

After the first meal, they had already found that the stomach of this little Munk orc was like an abyss that could not be filled, and after eating enough food for seven people, they could barely stop roaring like thunder, but soon the stomach would scream loudly again.

The mercenaries really couldn't figure out how that small body could hold so much food, and they even suspected that maybe it was because it was too edible that this little orc would be abandoned here.

They also tried to make Xia Zuo hungry, but the hungry orcs would then stagger and then become weak, even faint and faint, and they had also been whipped and whipped, but the weak body was obviously not a disguise.

In order to bring back the thousands of gold coins, they had to reluctantly fill the abyss-like stomach with food again and again.

"Let Him Eat"

Under the eyes of a group of mercenaries, the regiment commander reluctantly gave an order, and Phil untied the package on his back with a depressed face, took out the last eight barley cakes and threw them to Xia Zuo.

"Commander, you can't go on like this."

A gray-haired man walked up to the regiment commander and whispered, "We are being eaten by this monkey, and our remaining food can't support Sarnia at all!"

Xia Zuo is too good to eat, the mercenary group originally had more than enough food, and he was anxious to eat a few meals, this is a gravel wasteland, food and water are the most precious things.

"I know old Gree" The head of the regiment looked solemn and looked at Xia Zuo who was swallowing food, but it was obviously impossible for him to give up the thousands of gold coins he had in his hand for some worthless food.

"In three days, we can walk to the outpost at the border pass, if it really doesn't work, let's replenish some supplies there" frowned deeply, and after half a sound, the regiment commander sighed, and came up with a solution.

"What?" Old Gree exclaimed, and when he saw that all the mercenaries were looking here, he hurriedly lowered his voice, "Those damned border guards, they are even more greedy than the meanest and dirtiest orcs in the Gravel Wasteland"

Gritting his teeth and hating it, it was clear that those border guards made him remember it very well.

"Old Gree, we have thousands of gold coins in our hands, as long as we return to Salnia, this small loss is nothing?"

Patting Old Gree on the shoulder, the regiment commander said with a grin, but those damn border guards must not be allowed to see their gains, otherwise those greedy bastards will at least deduct half of their gains.

"Damn monkey, hurry up and eat"

Cursing the bastards of the border guards in his heart, the regiment commander anxiously urged.

Although the words were anxious, there was no anger at all, even if this monkey could eat it, this kind of coarse barley cake could buy ten copper plates in Sarnia, and even if this monkey could eat it, he would not be able to eat a single gold coin, but once he returned to Sarnia, this monkey was worth thousands of gold coins.

The rough and hard barley cakes, Xia Zuo ate them with relish, although others didn't know how his small body could hold so much food, but he himself knew it very well.

The powerful stomach is like a crusher, rapidly grinding and decomposing, transforming these rough foods into nutrients needed by the body, quietly strengthening Xia Zuo's blood, muscles and bones, and internal organs.

Although there is no difference in the thin appearance, the huge changes in the inside of the body are only clear to Xia Zuo, and the sour and numb feeling that is constantly being strengthened can be clearly felt by Xia Zuo every minute.

Except for the first time, when he really fainted due to hunger, most of the other times were disguised by Xia Zuo's stomach chirping, only in this way did he have enough food to make his body stronger.

Just a few meals apart, he can already feel that his thin body has developed a lot of strength, and the cowhide rope that he was in pain with is also feeling that he can break free with some strength at this time.

The whip marks on his back could heal quickly, and such a drastic change occurred in a short period of time, and the miraculous thing made Xia Zuo realize that he was indeed different from before, even from the twelve orcs of the same race in front of him.

In the joy, Xia Zuo, who was incomprehensible due to lack of information, could only attribute it to his identity as a high-level pure-blood orc, like a mercenary, and secretly thought about how to escape.

Sitting on an earthling with developed information, Xia Zuo naturally knows what kind of scene slavery will be, if he is a slave owner, Xia Zuo naturally doesn't care what system he is in, and may even enjoy it fiercely, but when he becomes a slave, the situation is naturally completely different.

Tearing off the eight barley cakes like a whirlwind, swallowing the last crumbs of the bread, ignoring the strange eyes around him, Xia Zuo got up silently, walked back to the line and stood still.

"Alright, bastards, let's go!"

After Xia Zuo finished eating, the head of the regiment shouted loudly, with the amount of food that this little monkey eats, if they don't speed up the journey, I'm afraid that the rest of the food will not be enough for them to rush to the border post.

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