Spare Me, Great Lord! Chapter 860
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Chapter 860
Chapter 860: Female Slave Owner
Rank One was not the peak . Above it were the Lords of Heaven, then the King of Gods .
“If you want to train,” said Zhang Weiyu as he glanced at Lu Shu, “you have to enter the Lord of Heaven’s imperial palace . If not, you might only be able to reach Rank Two as a slave of the aristocrats before you die . What’s the point?”
Lu Shu looked at Zhang Weiyu . Hm? He actually had some foresight!
“But to enter the palace, you have to be castrated, heh heh . ” Zhang Weiyu laughed maliciously .
Lu Shu was dumbfounded . “Die1?”
Zhang Weiyu rolled his eyes . “You illiterate . Castrate . The ‘shi’ in ‘shi li’2 . It means to neuter . ”
Lu Shu was dumbfounded . He recalled that something like this had happened in the past back on Earth . Castrate, neuter, spay…
But could he be accused of being illiterate? Top student Lu Shu could not stand this humiliation . He was silent for two seconds . “I understand . But have you heard of ‘shi ru po zhu’3, ‘ren duo shi zhong’4, ‘qu yan fu shi’5, ‘shi bu liang li’6…”
“From Zhang Weiyu’s distress, +666!”
Zhang Weiyu gasped in shock . He could not look straight at these phrases!
Lu Shu went into a deep thought . It was as if some parts of this world coincided with that on Earth . Why could he access the place where Ming Yueye was being locked up from Earth? Lu Shu was confused by many things .
Just as Lu Shu was deep in thought, there was a sudden sound of horses galloping in the distance . Zhang Weiyu quickly dragged Lu Shu to the field and said softly, “Don’t provoke these slave owners!”
Lu Shu quietly looked at them . The sound came from the town . It was said that the slave owners all lived in the town, while the peasants lived in the countryside . Land was extremely expensive in town . Every business was owned by an aristocrat or slave owner .
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Lu Shu looked at Zhang Weiyu . Was this also a place where the generals and ministers of state were considered nobility?
Zhang Weiyu laughed . “In this society, the King of Gods is the highest, followed by the Lords of Heaven, the aristocrats, the slave owners, and the peasants . But the King of Gods is like the greatest slave owner . ”
According to Zhang Weiyu, the respective Lords of Heaven possessed the strongest techniques and slaves . The classes were naturally formed according to strength . Those who had Rank Two techniques were aristocrats, while only Lords of Heaven and the King of Gods had Rank One techniques .
This system was hard to overthrow . After all, they were no match for the upper classes .
There were also some geniuses . Some small slave owners had developed Rank Two techniques by themselves . After they were offered amnesty by the Lords of Heaven, they were given new positions . Lu Shu pondered . His techniques, no matter whether it was the Hall of Swords or the celestial map, were very strong . It would not be a problem for him to reach Class A . It was possible for him to aspire for Shen Cang Jing…
He was already invincible after lighting up the fourth level of Nebula . What was beyond this?
Lu Shu suddenly formed a strange confidence that not even the Lords of Heaven possessed .
According to Zhang Weiyu, the aristocrats in this world values knowledge, just like the slave societies of the past . Some could become household tutors . Some cultured slaves were worth an entire ranch .
A group of horses and people galloped over . The horses were tall and muscular . They were like the mutated creatures on Earth .
Everyone in the group had the seal of a knife on the back of their hands . They seemed very fierce and tough . Lu Shu was surprised that a lady was leading the group .
Zhang Weiyu pulled Lu Shu away . “Don’t look at them!”
The lady got off from her horse and turned to look at Lu Shu . She continued walking forward . Lu Shu bent over and continued weeding . The female had brought a halter with her .
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Zhang Weiyu bent down even lower . He almost went underground . He just did not want to be noticed .
The lady smiled . “Zhang Weiyu, are you still not willing to sell your land? How long are you going to hold on to it?”
Zhang Weiyu lowered his head and smiled obsequiously . “Maybe a few more years . ”
“If you become my slave, you would lead a much better life,” said the lady with a smile .
“I feel that even though I am not a slave, I am living a good life . ” Although Zhang Weiyu was smiling obsequiously, he did not give in .
Lu Shu felt that there was something wrong with Zhang Weiyu . Not only could he read, he was still very stubborn even though he was so weak . Were there still civilians who were not afraid of death in times when human life was worthless?
“Very good . ” The lady waved the halter in her hands and smiled . “You are very strong, stronger than these slaves!”
Lu Shu was dumbfounded . It was a slap in the face to the slaves by the side . How would your slaves feel?
The lady turned and looked at Lu Shu . “And where are you from?”
Zhang Weiyu quickly said, “He is my distant nephew . I called him over to help me . ”
“Oh . ” The lady nodded her head . “You are handsome and good-looking . Are you willing to be my slave? I can assure that you will be able to live well if you join me . ”
Lu Shu was silent . It did not seem like a bad deal…
But was he really going to be a slave in this world…
Lu Shu said with a sense of justice, “I’ll have to ask my uncle about this . My uncle has the final say in all my important life decisions . After all, I am unable to make good decisions . ”
“From Zhang Weiyu’s distress, +299!”
Zhang Weiyu was planning to be an observer, but how did he get involved? The lady’s expression darkened . Zhang Weiyu started to panic . “Dumb child, you should make your own decisions . I can’t say what path is most suitable for you . ”
Lu Shu turned and looked at the lady . “My uncle said that he can’t say . ”
“From Yu Die’s distress, +666!”
The lady called Yu Die laughed . “Very good . You are very strong . ”
She suddenly turned and said to the slaves, “Tell the other slave owners that I have set my mind on him . No one is allowed to take him! The Yu family will give half of our profits to them!”
Lu Shu was speechless .
What a unique lady…
After the group left, Lu Shu looked at Zhang Weiyu with doubt . Zhang Weiyu laughed . “This lady studied in the Lord of Heaven’s palace . I don’t know what she studied about morals . The stronger you are in character, the safer you are . Her father died in a war . Thus, she is the head of the Yu family . ”
At night, Lu Shu’s hand shook even as he drank water from a can .
This was the result of relaxing after using his muscles . He had not experienced this for a very long time . He had no strength to even lift very light objects .
Zhang Weiyu looked at Lu Shu and laughed . “You’ve never worked on the fields before, right? Rest well today and work hard for the next few days . I don’t accept idlers here . ”
Lu Shu looked at Zhang Weiyu, but did not speak .
“to be castrated” (“qu shi”) in Chinese sounds like “to die”
“shi li” means power in Chinese
this means “like a hot knife through butter”
this means “overwhelm with numbers”
this means “play up to those in power
this means “irreconcilable differences”
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