Chen Changan was not in a hurry to enter the Shili Raft Village, but passed the time with a piece of waterweed in his mouth and carefully observed the situation of the Raft Village in the farther sea.
On the ten-thousand-meter-long raft, various buildings are scattered here and there, ranging from dirty and messy shacks to ornately decorated taverns.
Wealth and poverty are mixed together, without any sign of urban planning. In the words of high school geography:
Spread the pie and develop.
After waiting for half an hour, Chen Changan finally saw a fishing boat returning from the distant sea and stopping at the edge of the raft village.
There are dozens of boats, large and small, parked there, ranging from the lowest-end rafts to two-masted (wei second tone) sailing boats with a length of more than 20 meters. It is obviously the dock where the raft villagers park their boats and go out to sea.
"Okay, it's time for me to take action!"
Chen Changan spit out the water plants in his mouth, took out a wooden barrel from the trading market, and then headed towards the dock with the wooden barrel in his arms.
When the crew of the fishing boat moved hundreds of large fish out of the cabin, many children came to watch, and several businessmen also came forward, hoping to buy a batch of fresh fish.
More than a dozen crew members on the fishing boat walked down the deck with their chests puffed out and pulled the rich catch out of the cabin.
When the beefy captain came out carrying a tiger shark, all the villagers present cheered:
"The fishing boat is back! Lord Warship is back!"
"Fish, such a big fish, it's a tiger shark!"
"I really want to touch Lord Warship's chest hair!"
"Turtle, there's a big turtle!"
Taking advantage of the lively moment of the crowd, Chen Changan swam into the pier holding the barrel, thinking:
"Aboriginal humans also speak Chinese? The accent is a bit like Cantonese. This saves me the effort of learning the language."
With the fishing boat returning fully loaded for comparison, his appearance as a drowned rat was naturally ignored and he successfully completed the first step - landing.
Chen Changan knew very well that his background and identity belonged to the Mazu lineage, and he was currently wanted. If the Ximen clan's influence expanded to Shili Murafi Village, exposing his identity would mean seeking death.
On the contrary, several children noticed Chen Changan's desolate appearance and gathered around him, smiling and saying:
"Big brother with long hair, why are you holding the barrel, where is your boat?"
Chen Changan touched his hair that had not been taken care of for thirty days, took out a hand of oil, and sighed:
"My brother's boat broke down. Is there a merchant in your village who can buy a boat? My brother wants to buy a boat."
The children had no doubts. They pointed to a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in the distance and said in unison:
"Master Ge, Mr. Ge's family has boats for sale!"
Chen Changan didn't really want to buy a boat, he just wanted to create a conversation and ask for basic information about the raft village. The conversation changed:
"Do you know there is a man named Wang Qi in the village? I want to buy a boat from him."
The children suddenly became speechless and shook their heads like rattles. They all said they had never seen anyone named Wang Qi.
He was a little discouraged and looked at the merchants who were bargaining with the fishing crew, guessing who was the Wang Qi who was reminded in the main mission.
Chen Changan fell into thinking and said thoughtfully:
"The rich businessman Wang Qi, who can be called a rich businessman, must be one of the richest few in the village, or he must be anonymous. If he is the latter, it will be difficult to find~"
Most of the children are only three minutes old. When their elder brother doesn't say anything, they arrange to go somewhere else to play.
Chen Changan took out two carefully grilled salmon. The rich aroma instantly aroused the greed of the children. He smiled slightly and said:
"Hey, little guys, do you want something to eat?"
The children stared straight at the fragrant grilled fish, swallowed their saliva, and replied in unison:
"think!"
Chen Changan raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "You can just say whatever I ask later, and I'll give you the grilled fish."
With the temptation of two grilled fishes, Chen Changan successfully obtained some basic information.
There are about 300 households in Shili Murafi Village, most of whom make a living by fishing, while some people make a living working with the fishing team, Mr. Ge and the village chief.
But there was one thing that made Chen Changan shudder.
The real foundation of this raft village—slaves!
In this seemingly rich raft village, there are thousands of ragged slaves living. It is their hard work day and night that has made the raft village rich.
The children said in innocent tones:
"Slaves should stay slaves their whole lives!"
Chen Changan had heard about the slave society and had disapproved of it, but when he truly understood the foundation of this village, he only felt horrified.
He thought of the rest of humanity.
Raven has long used sufficient sample data to prove one thing - as time goes by, the sea area where humans live is gradually integrating with the deep sea world.
If the deep-sea world was a social form dominated by a slave economy, the vast majority of humans would not have the opportunity to become slave owners.
Chen Changan entered the forum and searched for words such as "slave", "indigenous", "aboriginal people" and "raft village". After half an hour of searching, it turned out that several posts were drowned in the sea of information. This important information about the fate of mankind was lost in the sea.
The posters claimed to have been captured by indigenous people, imprisoned in shacks, and had to bear heavy labor every day.
female……
Gan!
An unknown fire arose in Chen Changan's heart, and his eyes when looking at these children became slightly unkind.
"Counting the time, we have arrived in the deep sea world. It is already the tenth day. It has only been ten days, and there are already indigenous villages integrated into the human sea. So in twenty days, by then...?"
Chen Changan felt a little heavy.
The rabbit dies and the fox grieves, and everything harms its own kind!
Chen Changan vaguely foresees the near future.
As the human sea and the deep sea world accelerate to integrate, I am afraid that more humans will become slaves of alien races.
Suddenly, Chen Changan was thoughtful, clicked on the system messages, and turned to the first message.
[Fourth, don’t underestimate your background and identity. Origin almost determines the future of most people. 】
Chen Changan explained the true meaning of this sentence:
"If you have a poor background and fail to develop enough combat power to protect yourself within thirty days, your future as a slave is almost unavoidable."
"There are billions of slaves. There may be individuals who betray the slave-owning class, but if it extends to the entire slave-owning class, whoever plunders the population later will become a laggard, and those who fall behind will be beaten!"
When the deep sea world and the human sea area merge to a certain critical point, countless slave owners will inevitably come out in full force, rushing to catch all humans.
Chen Changan was determined to publish a post to expose it, but for a while he didn’t know how to put it down.
There is nothing more desperate than this in the world.
He clearly knew the future direction of mankind, but his personal power was completely unable to reverse the trend.
Whoever dares to resist will become a mantis crushed to death!
In this ordinary raft village alone, there are more than ten strong men with extraordinary power. One of them is the hero of the village who just carried the tiger shark - Warship!
His greatest heroic deed was not hunting tiger sharks, but suppressing humans.
With one person's power, he suppressed a slave uprising on a ship.
Maybe in the near future.
The warship will usher in new heroic deeds and enjoy the admiring eyes of the villagers.
for example.
Bring a boatload of human slaves to the wonderful raft village.
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Number of human survivors:
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