Chapter 3: From Heaven to Hell

Jiang Nan didn't know what was going on, he just remembered that after that car accident, he opened his eyes in a strange world.

He also borrowed the corpse to resurrect and occupy the body of a white teenager named Roddy.

And this world is called the Continent of the Plain, here, there is no magic familiar to Jiangnan, fighting spirit, and even gods and demons and other things; here, people believe that power comes from all things in nature, and have developed a mysterious power called 'totem'......

That's enough!

Does this mess have anything to do with Jiangnan?

Jiangnan, just a slave!

To be precise, Luo Di, who is possessed by Jiangnan, is a slave who raises pigs on West's farm under the name of the Earl of 'West'!

Every day before dawn, he was woken up by a leather whip, and then cut the grass, fed the pigs, and cleaned up the pig manure...... I was busy until late at night to rest and eat, but the only meal of the day was only two black nests and a large pot of wild vegetable soup with only half a spoonful of salt.

If the pig masters refuse to sleep, Jiangnan must accompany them to the dawn, and if the fat pig masters accidentally get sick, or lose a few pounds of fat, Jiangnan must accept the punishment of twenty whips......

This is all the life that Jiangnan can imagine......! Totemist ...... Is a slave qualified to think about this?

Jiang Nan didn't resist, but as soon as he complained twice, he was hung up by the farm thugs and whipped thirty times in a row, and was almost beaten to death.

Jiang Nan also thought about escaping, but this is the world of totems, and he has a mysterious brand on his shoulder, and with this brand, even if Jiang Nan runs to the ends of the earth, the mysterious totem master can catch him back, and then ...... Peel the skin, cramp and set an example!

Gradually, Jiangnan also accepted the fate of the slave......

From a respected anatomy professor to a slave who raised pigs, Jiang Nan felt that this was a crazy joke played by the goddess of fate with him!

Oh, I'm sorry, but there is no goddess of fate in the Primordial Continent.

It should be said that everything in nature is constantly running, there must be a cause and an effect, and the reason why Jiangnan has fallen to such a point may be that he did something that he should not have done in his previous life.

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"Mr. Tom, remember what we came into town for?

Jiangnan pulled out the cane from his belt and tapped Tom's head gently.

The boy who mocked Jiangnan was named Tom, who was also a slave who raised pigs, and the two had come into the city to buy pigs, but they took the opportunity to listen to a story about Julian.

"You know what? We're here to buy pigs...... Oh, no, no, it's not good, it's going to be a story, you know, if we can't buy a pig before dark, the housekeeper will beat us to death!"

Tom always liked to say 'you know what' because he had been slaves for seven generations, had a lot of experience, and had a sense of superiority over other slaves.

"Calm down, I'm counting the time, let's go now, it's too late. ”

Jiang Nan put away his cane, and the two of them disappeared into the streets of Sun City.

It's a very strange thing, the cane made of meteorites outside the sky and containing seventy-two kinds of dissecting tools actually came, Jiang Nan couldn't figure out why, but holding this cane, he seemed to have found a kind of spiritual sustenance, and his heart was a lot more steady.

In addition, Jiangnan has pasted the cane with silt, oil paint, and rotten vegetable leaves, making it look like a stick thrown on the street and no one wants to pay attention to it...... -stirring sticks!

Soon after the two left, the passers-by on the street refused to disperse, and everyone was discussing Yurian's affairs.

Then the fat bard poked his head out of the tavern window, looked at the passers-by who still refused to disperse, and said triumphantly, "I have finished telling the story of my old man, and you still refuse to leave?

No one took care of the old man.

"Ungrateful little ones, have you forgotten who told you the story?"

The old man was indignant, jumped on the high platform, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, if you want to hear about Julian, turn your heads and look at me!

Good news? A few passers-by turned their heads curiously.

The old man shook his head and smiled, and suddenly his expression became serious, and he said seriously: "Within a month, Julian will definitely appear in Sun City!"

"What!?"

The eyes of all passers-by refocused on the old man, and one surprised him: "Old man, you're not lying to us, are you?

"Within a month, if Julian doesn't show up, my old man will jump from here!"

The old man's words were categorical, and his voice was full of temptation, "Gentlemen, do you want the most beautiful woman on the mainland to accompany you night and night? Do you want to have the peak force of inviting the moon and slashing the moon, and you want to have inexhaustible rights and wealth.................. As long as your sword skills are faster than Yurian's!"

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Cité Soleil is a small city of 1340,000 people, nestled among the mountains and surrounded by a ring of golden soft soil.

These soft soils are invaluable and can increase the yield of crops by more than 20 times, hence the name 'golden soil'.

The Earl of West's farm sits on the Golden Soil, covering 2,900 acres and employing 4,800 slaves, making it one of the largest farms near Cité Soleil.

When it was just dark, Jiang Nan and Tom returned to the farm on time, at this time, the hateful housekeeper in Pingli didn't know whether he had drunk too much, or had just taken advantage of a certain slave girl, anyway, he was in a very good mood, and after checking the pigs, he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Your work is not bad, go ahead, let you rest for the night." ”

"Do you know, Lord Butler, I'm grateful to you!"

Tom jumped excitedly, for a night of rest was the most extravagant reward for a slave.

And Jiang Nan just nodded, turned around and left.

"Roddy!"

The butler suddenly stopped Jiang Nan and said jokingly: "Tom can go and rest, you can't!" Miss 'Veran' is looking for you!"

Miss Veran!

As soon as he heard this name, even in the face of the provocations of dozens of old experts, he never changed color, but shouted that 'experts are used to conquer', Jiang Nan, suddenly seemed to have swallowed seventy or eighty flies, and he was speechless with a wry smile.

Veran is the younger sister of Count West and can be regarded as the master of Jiangnan.

In all fairness, Veran is the most beautiful woman in Cité Soleil, she's nineteen years old, with a bust size that pushes the limits of vision, and a body curve like a roller coaster track. She had been helping the Count with the farm since she was fifteen years old, and was a beautiful and very capable woman.

However, while Veran has a beautiful appearance, she also has a stinky temper that can't be stinky anymore, she always opens her mouth when she speaks, she always opens her mouth 'cheap' and closes her mouth 'old lady', and whips people at every turn, just because of this temper, Veran didn't marry at the age of nineteen, and became a famous 'older leftover girl' in Sun City.

And for some reason that Jiang Nan is reluctant to speak, Wei Lan always looks at Jiang Nan unpleasantly, and always finds fault with him and cleans him up......

When Jiang Nan found Miss Veran, Wei Lan was supervising the female slave girl washing clothes by the stream in the farmland, and when she saw Jiang Nan coming slowly, she was furious and roared: "Roddy, I asked you to come over in the afternoon, now ......"

"What time is it? Did you take my words to heart!?"

Jiang Nan silently said the second half of Wei Lan's sentence in his heart, almost every time, Wei Lan used this sentence to make an opening statement, and then deliberately found fault and made things difficult for him, "Calm down, Miss Wei Lan, didn't I come, what do you command?"

Veran snorted and pointed to a dozen large basins of clothes by the stream, "Go, go wash the clothes!" If you dare not take the old lady's words to heart, you will punish you to wash a hundred clothes before dark, and if you can't finish washing, you don't want to fucking sleep!"

Damn, it's half past seven in the evening!

Jiang Nan wanted to say, "Honorable hostess, do you mind if I have an illegal but reasonable ** exchange with your mother?"

But he didn't say anything, and honestly washed his clothes.

If you are a slave, you must have the consciousness of a slave!

The female slaves saw that Jiangnan actually started a woman's work, and they all laughed eatingly, and one of the female slaves also looked at Jiangnan's handsome face and quipped: "Luo Di is so handsome, and he can wash women's clothes, hehe, if only he could be assigned by the master to marry him." ”

"Don't you dream, a handsome male slave like Roddy is usually given to a noble widow as a gift......"

"What are you talking about,?"

When Veran heard the slave girl's discussion, he was so angry that he pulled out the leather whip on his waist and hit Jiang Nan in the face with a 'snap'. "If you dare to talk nonsense, the old lady will suck this little white face to death!"

Jiang Nan's face was covered with blood, and he shrugged his shoulders and continued to wash his clothes.

Others make mistakes, they get beaten, things like this happen almost every day, angry, annoyed, unwilling...... Save it, he's already numb!

Who called him a lowly slave?

But it's strange to say, Veran often whipped Jiangnan's face, but Jiangnan's face has never been scarred, even if Veran cut Jiangnan's nose with a knife, it was recovered after a few days.

This made Veran very angry, and often called Jiangnan a 'little white face who never repented'.

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The Primordial Continent has three moons, golden yellow, blood red, and pale silver.

By the time the three moons had risen to their highest point, the slave girl had already gone back to rest, and there were only a few night watchmen walking around the huge West Farm, while Jiangnan was still washing clothes one by the stream.

At that moment, 'crunch, crunch', a screeching sound came from the side of the creek.

A woman crawled over.

The woman, a disabled woman with only two empty trouser legs below the knees, was lying on a rudimentary flatbed truck, grasping the ground with both hands, and getting up a little faster than a snail.

In addition, there is no need to find words to describe this woman's age and appearance, in fact, this woman has a hundred or two scars on her face, hideous and tangled, and when she comes out at night, it is simply a hideous and terrifying grimace!

Seeing such a terrifying grimace, Jiang Nan laughed from the bottom of his heart, "Auntie, why are you here?"

The woman's name was Elisa.

Alyssa is Roddy's aunt, and of course, now she is also Jiangnan's aunt.

It is said that Alyssa was originally a very beautiful woman, but on the first day of becoming a slave, a lustful and cruel male master asked Zhan to have her, and Alyssa picked up a fruit knife without hesitation and cut a hundred and eight scars on her face.

It is also said that when the male owner surnamed Yinong saw Alyssa so resolute, he was so angry that he immediately asked someone to cut off Alyssa's legs!

Of course, the above is just a rumor, and in Jiangnan's opinion, Alyssa is actually like this.

Jiang Nan still remembers that it was the first day he borrowed the corpse to resurrect his soul, maybe because Luo Di's health was not good in the first place, or it could be for some inexplicable reason, his body seemed to collapse, and he couldn't even stand up.

No one on the farm will care about the life or death of a slave, Master West, a few housekeepers, and the slaves, except for Miss Veran, who has something to do, everyone is waiting for Jiangnan (Roddy) to fend for himself, and even, a few thugs have already come over with sacks, and they want to drag Jiangnan to feed the wild dogs!

At this moment, Alyssa dragged her disabled legs and crawled to stop the thugs, and she cried to Master West, "Master, please, Roddy is not dead yet!"

Master West shrugged, "Dear Alyssa, I won't raise a waste, even if Roddy is not dead, he is already a waste......"

"Yes, Roddy is scrapped, but I'm not scrapped yet!"

Alyssa gritted her teeth and said, "Master, I still have a pair of hands, I will do the manual work of two people for you, please, as long as you return Roddy to me......"

Master West's people are not bad, pouted, and agreed.

Alyssa thanked her for her kindness, and dragged Jiang Nan, who was like a dead dog, back to the shack, she cried so much that her liver and intestines were broken, "Roddy, you are still alive, just be alive! Lie down, and your aunt will feed you in the future!"

Later, this woman dragged her disabled legs every day, did two manual jobs during the day, and picked up rotten vegetable leaves to make porridge at night, which magically kept Jiangnan alive.

At the beginning of his rebirth, Jiang Nan couldn't speak the lingua franca of the original continent, didn't know everyone around him, and could only pretend to be an 'idiot' to watch the world coldly.

In those difficult years, it was still Alyssa, a woman who worked hard and taught Jiangnan to speak, read, and have far more common sense than other slaves, so to speak...... If there was no Alyssa, there would be no Gangnam today!

A disabled woman has done so much for him, will Jiang Nan still feel that her face is terrifying, and will she willingly call out 'aunt'?

The human heart is made of flesh!

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Coming to Jiangnan, Alyssa smiled hideously, "You haven't come back yet, and my aunt can't sleep, so I'm coming to you." ”

Looking up slightly, her horrible grimace was filled with a look of horror, and she shouted, "What if you don't come back? What if someone kills you?"

Jiangnan can only smile bitterly.

Well, Aunt Alyssa is actually a patient, to be precise, she suffers from 'intermittent fantasy psychosis', which is what is medically called 'delusion'.

She always fantasized that someone would come and kill Gangnam, and as long as she didn't see Gangnam for a few minutes, she would ask everyone uneasily, "Is my child still alive? Is my child still alive?"

If she couldn't see Jiangnan all day, she would drag her disabled legs around and look around, crying heartbreakingly while looking, "Woo, my child must have been killed, Roddy is dead, woo......"

Actually, who will kill Jiangnan? Now his rotten life is not worth a dog!

Jiang Nan squeezed out a few smiles and comforted his aunt, "Auntie, don't worry, no one will kill me today, and the master of Weilan told me to wash my clothes." ”

"It's good if you're alive, it's good if you're alive......"

Alyssa breathed a sigh of relief and picked up a broken bowl on the flatbed, "Roddy, tired of the day, let's eat,"

The slave could only eat one meal a day, and Alyssa was worried that Jiangnan would not have enough to eat, so she would secretly make him a bowl of porridge every day.

However, take a look at the contents of the bowl, a few rotten leaves, an earthy yellow color, which is edible, but it is very likely to cause all kinds of gastrointestinal diseases, and a pile of black mud, which is the porridge that Elisa boiled.

Just because the soft soil in the porridge is called golden soil, Alyssa also calls this porridge 'golden porridge'.

To be honest, Jiang Nan couldn't drink this kind of porridge, but thinking about the scene of his aunt dragging her broken leg to dig soft soil and picking up vegetable leaves, he tilted his neck, cooed, cooed, and drank the golden porridge in one go.

"The porridge made by my aunt is the best porridge on the mainland!"

Alyssa smiled, her scarred grimace tangled, and she muttered to herself, "It's good to drink, it's good to drink, tomorrow, my aunt will make you another bowl of golden porridge......"

Do the math, it has been half a year since Jiangnan became Luodi, and he has drunk a bowl of golden porridge almost every day in the past six months.

If you count the previous Luo Di, to be precise, Jiangnan's body has been nourished by the 'golden porridge'......

A whole decade!;