Chapter 897 The Second Night

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"Of course, I am resisting unequal oppression!" The slave said forcefully, carrying the pain.

"You were the one who voluntarily sold yourself to me as a slave when you were desperate. I spent a lot of money to pay off your debt. You owe me much more than that." Dengfa was particularly angry.

He didn't care about the money spent, he had plenty of money anyway.

What he cares about is that he has been betrayed and his authority is being challenged.

This was something he couldn't bear as a Delan star.

"How can the freedom of life be measured by money!" The man was also very stubborn, and then he turned his attention to the wool.

"What we really need now is unity, right? You don't want to see internal problems arise because someone oppresses others."

"Are you threatening me?" However, what was different from what he imagined was that Mao Yao did not support the slave.

"I know your mentality very well. You are thinking of ways to use the safety of the team as your own talisman, and then use this to get rid of your own slave status."

"Although I don't like slavery, I don't like your behavior of kidnapping other people's lives even more."

Woolen is really experienced.

He has been wandering around the universe for many years and has seen many things happen and unfold, as well as their tragic endings.

When disasters occur, they mostly result from a lack of order.

Especially their current team, which was originally built temporarily, is now pursuing teamwork.

Using the so-called interests of the team to ask individuals to give up their own interests is the real cause of problems.

Perhaps, if the slave's request is met through teamwork today, then there is a high possibility that he will continue to use it to benefit himself in the future.

For example, he is now a slave and has no property. Even if he becomes free, it will be difficult for him to survive in the outside world.

In this case, he has a grudge against Teng Huat, so will he demand compensation from Teng Huat on the grounds of 'compensation'?

Therefore, the best way to maintain stability in this kind of temporary team is to maintain its original order, even if this order is slavery.

as well as……

Get rid of the thorns!

The wool suddenly took action, and a large number of lines emanated from his body, tying up the leading slave.

He glanced at the Dengfa next to him, then twisted the lines and cut it into several pieces.

"I think after this is over, you will get what you want."

"Before life, put everything else aside."

"The first thing we want to fight for is life."

Living has infinite possibilities, and this is precisely the truth embraced by wool.

With Mao Yao's move, the impetuous atmosphere in the team finally calmed down.

Then everyone else did their own thing and continued to search for the hidden things in this space station.

Finally, I discovered a hidden compartment in a corner.

After opening the secret compartment, a corpse fell from it.

"This is the Andresonian." It was still Dengfa. After observing the corpse, he immediately gave the general information of the corpse without even looking at the combat armor database.

"People of this race can undergo great changes in body shape."

"They also have the ability to contain energy fluctuations. They are a natural assassin race."

What Dengfa did not continue to say was that he had such a slave in his hometown and was currently collecting specimens.

He now knows very well that in the space station, although Mao Xian has become the temporary captain relying on his rich experience, he has the most people.

He brought more than twenty slaves with him, of course there are only nineteen left.

Together with Lu Bai, Yu Hui and others, the people on his side accounted for half of the team.

This situation can easily arouse public anger.

Especially now that most of the slaves have had different intentions.

This is also related to the way he controls slaves.

They, the Delans, control slaves basically by controlling their lives, not their souls.

In their culture, mind control is unreliable.

As long as the slave's strength achieves a breakthrough or encounters any changes, this kind of spiritual slavery may be broken.

At that time, I still had reliable control over my life.

At least they can still know when their life control fails.

Now, his majesty has been provoked, and many of these slaves have other thoughts.

In this case, his behavior is likely to cause unrest among these people, so he must pay attention to his words and deeds.

Then, someone checked the corpse, and through some of the items it carried, it was known that the corpse was probably someone who came to explore the cemetery.

Upon further inspection, it was discovered that the cause of death was due to lack of energy in the body.

To put it simply, they starve to death.

Not far from this hidden compartment, there happens to be a food making machine that can make most common foods.

"So, could there be something wrong with the food?" Another huge fat man asked while holding a large plate of food and eating.

"I don't know. It's possible that there was some danger outside that made him afraid to come out, so he starved to death."

"But it also shows that his approach provides a certain level of safety."

"After all, everyone else disappeared, and only he left a body."

Many people are speculating on the specific source of danger in this space station.

At the same time, some people said because of this depressing atmosphere: "Could it be that the prompt in the control room is a trap?"

"The existence behind this does not have the ability to kill us in one breath."

"So this is how we divide our power."

"Perhaps it scares us through the sound of footsteps and keeps us in the room so that it can target one room alone and destroy them one by one."

The more this person spoke, the more certain he became. This was to relieve his inner fear.

"It is indeed possible, but are you willing to violate those regulations and try to go head-to-head with that 'it' tonight?" At this time, a person next to him sneered at this statement.



The two almost started to quarrel, but Mao Shao chose to stop it, and everything ended.

Seeing this, Lu Bai saw the problem.

That is, most people in this dimension are not very strong in character.

In other words, they are not as strong as imagined. Their power is basically accumulated from various potions.

So even if each of them is at the surface level, in terms of mentality, they are probably not far different from veterans, maybe even worse.

In other words, in this dimension, many people have not actually experienced much, and the surface level is the beginning of the opponent's experience.

After all, in an interstellar war, apart from cannon fodder, it actually doesn't play much of a role before reaching the surface level.

"No matter what, this sense of spiritual oppression cannot be faked." Lu Bai summarized everything he had encountered recently.

That is, in this scene, the so-called 'it' cannot be said to be some kind of phenomenon or some kind of strange life form.

All in all, the moment there was a problem with the light yesterday, there was indeed an aura that suddenly appeared.

This aura can directly break through a person's energy protection and act on the person's mind, causing heavy mental pressure.

Until this moment, this pressure has only weakened, but has not dissipated.

Regarding this point, if Lu Bai didn't have a deep understanding of spiritual desires, he would even think that the depressing atmosphere was due to his own poor mentality.

"And this depressing atmosphere has been stimulating the mentality of these people who are not strong, and gradually making them go to extremes."

The slaves' resistance, their pursuit of racial and cultural beliefs, and even the conflict just now.

If it is under normal circumstances, then there is a high probability that it will not happen.

However, now under the influence of that spiritual oppressive aura, people's mentality is basically in an unstable state.

Lu Bai saw it clearly, but he didn't stop it, and there was no need to stop it.

These people have unstable mentality and will try to find out the reality of this 'it' for him.

Lu Bai looked at the hidden compartment where the corpse was hidden. After observing it for a while, he got a general feeling.

"It's getting late, everyone should go to bed early."

With that said, Lu Bai walked towards room five.

In this star system, due to the rotation of the planets, the nights they stay here are long and the days are short.

After a few hours, the day ends and turns into night.

Others were also nervous. Even the person who questioned the regulations before immediately looked for his room.

Only this time, the room selection was less harmonious.

Yesterday, there were ten rooms and fifty beds, one for each person.

So we stayed and entered directly according to the plan.

However, although there were more rooms and beds today, people's pursuit of rooms did not pay attention to yesterday's arrangements, and instinctively chose a room closer to the front.

Among them, no one dared to stay in room nine.

In order to compete for beds, some people even almost took action.

For this point, even wool cannot solve this problem well.

After all, even he couldn't tell whether that 'it' would really destroy it from back to front according to the room number.

As for other people, they basically have the kind of mentality that they would rather believe that they have something than something that doesn’t exist.

In this case, he couldn't force some of them to live in rooms with lower numbers.

In the end, Tengfa took action. He directly controlled the slaves who had followed the rebellion and lived in Room 8.

And a commitment was made.

"If you can help detect the danger, then after we leave alive, we will not only let you go free, but also apply for a residence permit for any administrative star for you, allowing you to own assets!"

As for the two extra people, they did not move into Room 9. Instead, after thinking about it, they moved into Room 8 together.

They believed what they said before, thinking that the other party might be defeating them one by one. With more people, they might be able to suppress that 'it'!

The second night began, and now 42 people have survived.