Nu Thirteen was a little confused by this inexplicable white and pure son's words.

What? sleeping on the ground?

What kind of moth is this?

......

When they were in the slave slums, the conditions of survival were extremely harsh. Everyone slept on hardstone beds, no covers, no quilts, and at most a little dry grass when it was cold.

But at least, it's the same for everyone, and it doesn't make a difference. Sleep wherever you want.

If you're lucky, you'll be able to grab a completely sheltered spot.

But no one will ask others to give up their positions again.

Forcing others to give up their position, or food. In the slave slum, it is regarded as a life-threatening provocation, which can easily lead to a life-and-death battle.

Slaves could not be easily injured, so few would have the guts to risk provoking others.

......

At this time, Nu Lingtai stood very close to Nu Thirteen.

Slave Thirteen put off making the bed, he straightened up, and turned to look at Slave Lingtai.

Such a close distance, stared at by such a direct, hostile gaze.

Slave Thirteen's instincts are ready to move.

Time in the slave cave taught him the rule of survival that he should never expose his ambition, hostility, and vulnerability to others at a very close distance.

That will be regarded as a deadly threat or prey by others, and will be quickly killed.

In the slave cave, facing a person who is hostile to you, quickly eliminating him is the only and once and for all way.

Therefore, the slaves would try to keep their distance from each other, and would not easily look directly at other people and other people's food.

......

At this moment, in the face of Nu Lingtai's hostility, Nu Thirteen had an instinctive urge to kill him quickly!

However, he held back.

This is not a slave cave, and Slave Thirteen is no longer a slave.

In a slave den, killing a slave is as easy as killing a dog, and no one will hold it accountable.

But if you kill a descendant of a third- or fourth-generation slave camp here, you will face never-ending revenge from their clan, which will be a big problem......

Besides, Nu Chen has already told Slave Thirteen that the outside world is no better than the slave cave, and what is important is win-win cooperation.

He must try to listen to the teachings of the slaves, learn to be a slave soldier, learn to be patient, and learn not to offend people.

Before becoming a strong man, be a man with his tail between his legs.

......

Nu Thirteen stared at Nu Lingtai in front of him, and replied in a low voice, "That big brother Wenkang just now let me live in this bed, and didn't let me sleep on the ground. ”

The way he spoke not only made Nu Lingtai, who was close at hand, frown, but also made others feel strange in their hearts.

If you just listen to this voice and don't look at Nu Thirteen himself, you won't guess that he is a young man of the same age as Nu Liangdong and the others.

It's more like an old man who has gone through the vicissitudes of ups and downs.

Nu Lingtai smiled coldly and said, "It's really funny! You actually used Nu Wenkang's words to pressure me, I used to tease him when I was in the streets of the city......

"Lingtai!"

Before Nu Lingtai finished speaking, he was stopped by Nu Liangdong, who was lying on the innermost bed.

After Nu Lingtai heard it, although he didn't look very convinced, he didn't say anything after snorting coldly.

At this moment, Nu Liangdong got down from the bed.

Between his fingers, he played with the delicate dagger as he slowly walked over.

Seeing this, Nu Lingtai stepped aside a little to make room for him.

Nu Liangdong walked in front of Nu Thirteen.

He was a little taller than Slave Thirteen. With a ruffian smile on his face at the moment, he looked down at Slave Thirteen.

Nu Thirteen silently glanced at the dagger that slowly played with the knife between his fingers, and then raised his eyes to look at Nu Liangdong's face.

Secretly tensed the muscles on his body, preparing for the worst.

At this time, Nu Chengsheng, who was sitting in the middle of the bed, squinted at them with small eyes.

Nu Gu Feng, who was lying on the bed, frowned and observed Nu Liangdong's movements, and also paid attention to Nu Thirteen's reaction.

Nu Yifeng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, still kept that smile and stared at the two. That obscene appearance always gives people the impression that they are either watching the excitement or on the way to see the excitement.

Nu Lingtai, who was standing next to Nu Liangdong, still looked at Nu Thirteen coldly.

......

Being surrounded by such a group of people, Slave Thirteen felt amazing.

It was the first time in his life that he had experienced such a strange thing.

Although the hostility is clearly encountered, it is far from the point where it needs to decide life and death.

I obviously feel very uncomfortable, but I can't use my fists and kicks arbitrarily to eradicate the source of my discomfort!

At the moment, he was like a lone wolf who was used to killing decisively, and was suddenly kept in captivity in a group of domestic dogs.

You have to put up with the puppies who bark at you all the time, but you are told not to show your claws to these dogs.

While suppressing the killing intention, he also has to guard against this group of annoying dogs, who will pounce on and bite when he is not paying attention......

In short, this feeling is very unpleasant.

......

Nu Liang looked down at Nu Thirteen angrily, and Nu Thirteen looked back at him silently.

The air in the tent seemed to be still.

After a long time, Nu Liangdong said to Nu Thirteen, "You should remember that Brother Wenkang said that he wanted me to be the head of the five people in this tent, right?"

Nu Thirteen stared at him, nodded silently, and spit out three words: "I remember." ”

"Well, just remember!"

With a snap, Nu Liangdong paused the knife flower in his hand, and the tip of the knife gestured at Nu Thirteen.

"Then you'll have to listen to me! Now, I want you to sleep on the ground!"

As soon as Nu Liangdong said this, Nu Lingtai looked at Nu Thirteen, and the sneer on his face became even stronger.

Nu Chengsheng, who was sitting in the middle of the bed, squinted at them with small eyes and smiled.

Nu Gu Feng, who was lying on the bed, twitched his eyebrows, his eyes observed Nu Liangdong, and at the same time paid attention to Nu Thirteen's reaction, revealing a contemptuous smile.

Nu Yifeng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, still stared at the two with that smile, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

......

was asked to sleep on the ground again, or this slave lord specially explained, don't offend easily Liang Dong, spoke.

So, Slave Thirteen began to seriously consider the suggestion of sleeping on the ground in his mind.

He used to sleep on a hardstone bed. The ground, of course, can also sleep.

If you sleep on the ground, you can dispel the other party's hostility towards you and build a good relationship.

Slave Thirteen didn't mind sleeping on the ground.

After figuring this out a little.

He turned around, rolled up the half-rolled bed, and held it in his arms.

Then he looked at Nu Liangdong and asked in a low voice, "I wonder where Brother Dong wants me to sleep on the ground?"

......

Nu Liangdong didn't expect the wheat-skinned kid in front of him to succumb so easily.

In the face of difficulties, this person does not seem to complain at all. It's just that when he faced Nu Lingtai, he raised a questioning word.

Nu Liangdong pointed casually to the ground and said, "That's it." ”

Holding the bedding roll, Nu Thirteen bent down and put down the bedding on the designated ground, and then carefully unfolded and paved it.

The appearance of his spread is solemn and serious, and there is no perfunctory appearance at all.

It's as if you really plan to settle down on this land for a long time.

This appearance made Nu Lingtai, Nu Chengsheng, Nu Gufeng, and Nu Yifeng all laugh and laugh crazy.

But when Nu Liangdong saw this, he frowned slightly.

He felt that this kid was too calm, and in the face of humiliation, he was calm like an outsider!

This is not the result that Nu Liangdong wants, what he wants to see is the humiliated, angry, embarrassed, but helpless.

......

At this moment, Nu Thirteen took off the jacket of the slave soldier's uniform, folded it carefully, and placed it in one of the beds.

Then he put on a tattered old garment and lay down on the covered bed.

He wore this old clothes from the slave cave, and when he was bathing in the hot spring lake, he also washed this old clothes by the way.

It doesn't smell anymore, but it's really old.

Seeing this, Nu Lingtai, who has a habit of cleanliness, quickly frowned, pinched his nose, and walked away in disgust.

Nu Liangdong stared at Nu Thirteen who was lying on the bed on the ground for a long time, and then slowly played with the knife flower thoughtfully, and returned to his bed and half-lay down.

The rest of the people are bored in their beds at the moment.

They threw a playful smile at the slave thirteen who was sleeping on the ground.

Nu Gu Feng was half lying on the bed, stirring his eyebrows, looking down at Nu Thirteen, and called out loudly, "Hey, boy, what's your name?"

Lying on the bed on the ground, he replied faintly in a low voice, "Slave Thirteen." ”

"What?Slave Thirteen?Why are they three words!?"

Nu Gu Feng sat up from the bed suddenly, "I heard that the slaves in the slave cave can only be qualified to take a one-word name in addition to the slave surname, how can you call the slave thirteen?!"

......

Nu XIII didn't know much about the knowledge of the slave people when they took their names. Nowadays, the slaves in the slave slum have fewer and fewer opportunities to get ahead, so they don't pay so much attention to the names of their descendants.

Faced with Nu Gufeng's question, Nu Thirteen replied lightly in a low voice, "Because I am the thirteenth generation of slaves, I am called Nu Thirteen." ”

Nu Gu Feng smiled contemptuously and said, "Our three-character names are all inherited from our own fathers! It's good that you just crawled out of the slave cave and use your three-character name! How can you be!?"

Then he asked Nu Yifeng on the bed by the door, "Your father came out of the slave cave and his name is Nu Yi, that's why you call Nu Yifeng, right?"

Yifeng frowned when he heard this, obviously not wanting to shift the topic to him, but he still maintained a smile on his face.

"I don't know much about it......," he said vaguely, "I don't know," and then he pointed to Slave Thirteen on the ground, and said, "Isn't there a ready-made slave here?" ”

Seeing this, Nu Gu Feng smiled contemptuously at Nu Yifeng, as if he wanted to taunt him a few words, but at this time, he didn't want to divert the contradiction from Nu Thirteen, so he had to open his mouth, but he didn't speak.

At this time, the slave Chengsheng will not tease the crickets. He sat on the bed with his hands on his knees, smiled, took the conversation, and said, "No need to ask. Since he came out of the slave cave, it is indeed inappropriate to call him Slave Thirteen. It's easy to misunderstand which big clan he's from!"

Nu Yifeng hurriedly smiled and agreed, "Yes, it's inappropriate for him to call Nu Thirteen......

......

Slave Thirteen, who was lying on the ground on the cover, listened quietly to the people, arguing over their names.

But I thought it was ridiculous.

The name is just a code name.

It doesn't matter what it's called.

He didn't even plan to use his real surname, "Dragon".

At this time, why bother with a slave surname?......

......

After several people argued for a long time, Nu Liangdong finally spoke.

"The name of Slave Thirteen is indeed inappropriate!"

He crossed his legs, half-lying on the bed, squinted at Slave Thirteen, smiled angrily, and said, "In the future, you will be called Slave Three!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and echoed, "Yes! Yes...... The name Nu San is good!"

"Uh-huh, that name goes well with him!"

......

After laughing, the five of them set their eyes on Slave Thirteen, all wanting to see how he would react next when he was deprived of the right to use his name.

However, Slave Thirteen's performance disappointed everyone.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed on the ground, and answered calmly in a low voice, "Nu San, thank you Brother Dong for giving him a name." ”

......

Everyone scoffed, feeling a little bored.

......

Nu Liangdong looked at Nu Thirteen from a distance, his eyes flashing slightly.

After a long time, he retracted the delicate knife into its scabbard and placed it under his pillow.

I got up from the bed and stretched. He shouted to Slave Thirteen, "Slave Three!

Slave Thirteen, who was lying on the ground cover, frowned slightly when he heard this.

I don't know what the hell the other party is going to do.

But in order to have a good relationship with the fourth and third generations of slaves, as Nu Chen said, he could only force himself, persuade himself, and squeeze out a little more patience.

......

Nu Thirteen got up from the floor cover and walked to the side of Nu Liangdong's bed.

He asked in a low voice, "What do you want Brother Liang to order?"

Nu Liangdong pointed to the corner near the door of the tent and said, "Go and bring my night pot, I want to pee!"

After Liang Dong opened such a conversation, he immediately made others interested.

Nu Chengsheng, Nu Gufeng, and Nu Yifeng at the door all sneered and looked at Slave Thirteen standing in front of Liang Dong's couch.

Only Nu Lingtai frowned, and he said, "There is a thatched hut outside, you don't need it! Why do you have to pee in the tent?

Liang Dong sank his ruffian face, "I'm willing!

Nu Lingtai has a habit of cleanliness, so naturally he doesn't like others to pee in the place where he lives.

However, he can't withstand the unreasonable and scoundrel temperament of the fourth-generation slave Liang Dong, a bastard and arrogant slave soldier who is more arrogant than him.

So he could only be angry and pale, turn sideways, and cover himself in the quilt.

Nu Liangdong may have realized that he was arrogant and unreasonable, and slightly offended Nu Lingtai.

So he relieved his breath and said, "It's so cold outside, won't you freeze the chickens when you go out to pee?"

After that, he instructed Slave Thirteen, "Go quickly, bring me the night pot!"

This is the first time that someone has been given a night pot.

But in order to have a good relationship with them, we will team up together to do tasks and earn spirit stones in the future.

Slave Thirteen decided to be obedient and went to get it.

He turned and walked to the corner near the door, and saw four night pots lined up along the base of the tent wall.

Five people have four night pots. Presumably, the cleanliness slave Lingtai never used a night pot to pee in the tent.

......

"The one on the left, with a purple pattern, is my night pot!

Slave Thirteen, who was standing in front of the four noisy night pots, heard Slave Liangdong shouting behind him.

So he did as he said, and leaned over and took the purple night pot to the left in his hand.

Then he walked back to Nu Liangdong's bed and put the night pot on the ground.

Then, he was ready to turn away so that he could free himself.

"Wait. ”

Nu Liangdong stopped Nu Thirteen, who wanted to avoid it.

Slave Thirteen turned around.

Liang Dong stared at him, his eyes widened and asked, "If you don't bring me the night pot, how can Lao Tzu pee?"

As soon as these words came out, even Slave Thirteen, who had always behaved extremely calmly, couldn't help but have a cold glow in his eyes.

The others in the tent immediately fell silent.

They are all watching where the bottom line of Slave Thirteen is. I want to see how humble the guy who came out of the slave cave can be.

Nu Lingtai, who was covered in the quilt, also secretly lifted the corner of the quilt, wanting to take a look at this good drama that is rare once in a century.

In the next ending, it was the slave thirteen who couldn't bear the insult and resisted, and then everyone had a reason to beat him up again and beat him until he was convinced.

Or did he endure it and be a funny laughing stock forever?

But either way, it seems like a fun game.

Nu Lingtai, who was hiding in the quilt, really admired Nu Liangdong.

He was always so good at playing, and he could always find fun in the boring barracks area.

Otherwise, how can you survive the daily training and practice in the barracks area for fifteen days every month?......

......

Nu Liangdong saw the change in Nu Thirteen's eyes.

At this moment, I saw that he was silent and did not move.

So he smiled angrily and asked, "What? Are you not convinced? Do you feel very wronged by serving a night pot to Lao Tzu?"

Hearing this, Nu Thirteen secretly gritted his teeth, and his chewing muscles trembled slightly.

To be honest, what he said now about the slave dust, to be wronged, to be a man with his tail between his legs, and not to easily offend the survival of the descendants of the four generations of slave soldiers, is somewhat shaken.

This kind of practice, which goes against the primitive instincts and nature of the heart, is a kind of torture that is more painful than the pain in the body!

What is the right thing to do?

No one has ever taught Slave Thirteen how to survive in the world outside of the Slave Cave.

Nu Chen was the first person to teach him how to behave in the world of slave soldiers.

Slave Thirteen was very grateful.

But what exactly did you do wrong?

Why did he endure it again and again, but he didn't have a good relationship with Liang Dong and others?

Is it because I can't bear enough?

......

Probably so.

After all, there is a knife on the head of the word ninja.

In order to earn more spirit jade in the future.

He decided to endure it a little longer......

......

Slave Thirteen knelt down on one knee, picked up the purple patterned night pot with both hands, and lifted it above his head.

Liang Dong looked at the kneeling slave thirteen and smiled proudly.

He got down from the bed and stood still facing Slave Thirteen, who was kneeling on the ground with a night pot, and spread his legs apart......

Soon, a stream of warm liquid shot into the night pot. The urine spurted out sporadically and sprinkled on Slave Thirteen's face and body.

This scene made the laughter of other people gradually sound around him.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

They finally succeeded, and the feeling of throwing other people's dignity on the ground and trampling on it was simply wonderful!

......

At this moment, Slave Thirteen, who was kneeling on the ground and holding the night pot, was expressionless. But the fox eyes hidden in his scattered hair were deeply hidden in the cold light of a beast.

His heart was silently swearing.

"Gotta get stronger...... Be sure to earn more Jade!...... I must let the humiliation I have suffered today not be in vain!!"

Why is it silent