Stimulated by the green trees, the extremely huge business group immediately accelerated its pace and rushed into the woods.

During this period, the red soil wasteland was full of red soil that was elusive. The green forest seemed to appear in the oasis in people's hearts, nourishing their hearts and allowing their tense nerves to get a hint of nourishment.

It was already lunch time, and a trace of smoke rose from the green woods.

The slaves who were working in the woods began to gather together for a meal.

"Oh my God, white bread! These lowly slaves are actually eating white bread and potato soup!!"

"Damn, how can these lowly slaves eat white bread? Isn't this better than Master Bai Yi? Is there any reason for this?"

"White bread!! It's so wasteful!! It's so wasteful to eat white bread for these slaves! Master Ian, it's so wasteful!!"

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The leaders of the slave merchant group broke into the woods and were attracted by the fragrance. They came to the place where the slaves were dining. When they saw the slaves eating white bread, many of the leaders of the merchant group suddenly had red eyes and screamed in pain.

The staple food of the civilians and slaves in the middle and lower classes of the Fisso plane was extremely rough and hard like a piece of wood. They needed to be soaked in clean water to barely put on the black bread stick. And the fragrant and soft white bread made of finely ground flour can only be afforded by wealthy merchants and nobles.

Some down-and-out nobles even had to surrender to reality and their family ate black bread.

The leaders of this slave merchant group are many miserly, and some small merchant groups are gnawing black bread every day. Now seeing the slaves under Yang Feng are gnawing white bread, their eyes suddenly turn red.

When the slave merchant guards saw the slaves gnawing white bread, their eyes couldn't help but turn red. The merchant guards basically gnawing black bread and drinking water. Now the slaves eat better than them, which naturally makes them feel very unbalanced.

Jim stared at the white bread, and then looked at the Miracle City in the distance. Endless greed flashed in his eyes: "What a rich master Ian, even slaves can eat white bread. If I lead people to snatch this city, what if I take people to snatch this city? I have three thousand people in my hands, and he only has hundreds of slaves. Even if it is consumed, he can exhaust his magic position! Snatch this city and then offer it to His Majesty the Emperor. Maybe I, Jim, can also become a noble master!!"

Basically, none of the slave merchants in Regisk were good people. When they were in Regisk, they barely abide by the law. However, once they left Regisk and came to the unrestrained wilderness, they turned into the most terrifying beasts.

Every year, many small slave trade groups disappeared silently in the wilderness. Jim was able to have such a great power in the city of Regisk, and I don’t know how many small slave trade groups had swallowed up with the belt bones.

"Jim, keep your people quiet!"

Clive walked out of the woods with four hundred fully armed soldiers, frowned slightly, and scolded Jim.

Jim looked at the majestic, full of energy, and exuded a strong temperament. His eyes fell on the fingers of Clive's hands. His eyes shrank slightly, and the red color in his eyes instantly faded away, showing a kind and kind smile, and went forward: "Haha, Clive, I'm so happy to see you. It seems that your body has been completely cured by Master Ian. Master Ian is really amazing!"

"That's right, brothers No. 200 and I have recovered their full strength under the treatment of Master Ian! Not long ago, a wolf cavalry with more than two thousand came to attack us. As a result, Master Ian killed a thousand wolf cavalry with his own strength. If they hadn't run fast enough, I'm afraid all the wolf cavalry would stay here. Their bodies were hung there. Do you want to go over and take a look?"

Clive used the secret technique, and a terrifying Sky Knight-level fighting spirit exploded instantly. The powerful aura made Jim breathless and looked at Jim with a smile.

Clive knows the best of what those slave merchants are. If you are stronger than those slave merchants and give them enough benefits, then they are your most loyal dogs. But once you show a trace of weakness, they will become a group of jackals and pounce on you to eat them all.

Jim's eyes shrank slightly, and he showed a gratified smile, and said with a shameless face: "Haha! Great! Master Ian is really amazing! Clive, you have to thank me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have met a good person like Master Ian. Moreover, I have never abused you and your brothers in my place!"

Clive and the two hundred soldiers of the Iman Principal Guard were both valuable goods, so Jim naturally did not treat them unfairly. If they were kept haggard and pale, those noble ladies would not like them.

Clive smiled faintly and said, "I should indeed thank you for this. But now, take your people into the city!"

Jim said calmly: "Okay! By the way, are all the slaves here eating white bread? This is too luxurious!"

Clive said: "Neither!"

Jim then breathed a little relieved. The mere slave actually ate similar to his big businessman, which made him feel a little unbalanced!

Clive said: "Only slaves who work hard can eat white bread. Those lazy guys can only go to another place to chew black bread and water."

Jim's face suddenly twitched slightly.

The leaders of the business groups who surrounded them also looked bad. Their living standards were only equal to those of the hard-working slaves of Miracle City.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The leaders of some small business groups have even darker faces. They basically eat black bread every day, and only eat white bread during festivals. Their lives are worse than slaves. Of course, that is because they are too stingy.

The guards of the business groups were all black-faced, thinking about the idea of ​​changing jobs.

The slaves all showed expectation.

Jim asked curiously: "Isn't Miracle City short of food? Is it possible to feed the slaves white bread? How can the food be sustained?"

The leaders of the slave trade groups also raised their ears. In particular, the merchants who transported the food were extremely nervous, waiting for Clive's answer as if they were waiting for trial.

Clive replied proudly: "The great master Ian casts spells to purify part of the land in the red soil wasteland. Now that the land can be used to plant the bakery trees he has improved. Those bakery trees can be harvested for three seasons a year, and each season can be harvested from one acre of land for five thousand kilograms of bread fruit (non-bread flour). Moreover, the land where the bread trees can be planted can also be mixed with potatoes, sweet potatoes and other crops. From now on, the food in our Miracle City can be completely self-sufficient!"

The leaders of the slave trade group all took a breath of air, and a shock flashed in their eyes.

The merchants who transported food were even more sad and were so depressed that they almost wanted to cry.

Jim's eyes rolled and he smiled and said, "Can I buy some of those bread trees seeds? I can buy them with a lot of money!"

As a businessman with a keen sense of smell, Jim immediately noticed the huge strategic value of the bakery seeds. Once the bakery tree is popularized, it will have a huge impact on the entire Fesso plane.

Clive smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm not responsible for these things. You can go and discuss with Lena or with Master Ian."

Under the escort of four hundred warriors commanded by Clive, this huge slave merchant group entered the City of Miracle directly.

As soon as he entered the City of Miracle, Jim saw the wide and neat streets of the City of Miracle. On both sides of the street, the trees were shaded by trees, and extremely exquisite buildings were built.

The streets are covered with a layer of cement, people come and go, but there is no trace of garbage or human and animal manure. The whole city looks neat, clean and beautiful.

Jim sighed sincerely: "What a beautiful city! Master Ian is so powerful. Not only does he have strong magical power, but he is definitely a master-level figure in design cities. I think the imperial capital is not as good as this miracle city in many aspects."

Randy looked around and sighed: "It's really not as good as it is! I've been to the imperial capital before. Except for the nobles and imperial cities, the rest of the areas are flying in dust, and there are feces of livestock and humans everywhere. When it rains, you can't go out without rain boots. This city is the city where the best people should live!"

The leader of this huge union slave trade group is Jim and Randy, the two largest slave traders in the city of Regisk.

"That's a lake!! I'm not mistaken! That's a lake!!" Suddenly, Jim's eyes jumped and pointed to the distance, and his voice trembled.

"Lake!! Oh my god! That's a lake!!"

"How is it possible? How can the red soil wasteland have lakes!!"

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The eyes of the merchant leaders also looked in the direction pointed by Jim's slightly fat and short fingers, and each of them showed a look of shock.

After the Battle of the Gods, due to the pollution of the divine blood, plants in the red soil wasteland were difficult to grow. The climate gradually changed, the water vapor was thin, and there was not a few rains a year.

The entire red soil wasteland cannot have lakes. Even artificial lakes will continue to evaporate due to the arid climate and eventually turn into a dry dead lake.
Chapter completed!