Shang Jianyao pondered for a few seconds and replied solemnly:

"A thrust my brain."

Before Gnava asked what this meant, Jiang Baimian said with a smile:

"Old Ge, you just asked me directly if it was a couple who were rude. Look, how uncomfortable they both are."

Obviously, only Long Yuehong was uncomfortable, and Bai Chen looked calm and didn't take it seriously.

Gnavana's slightly synthesized voice reveals a bit of sincerity:

"Actually, I know this is not very polite, but have you said it? There is no need to care so much between my companions. And I also want to improve the cognitive system of you carbon-based people in human society as soon as possible, and lay a solid foundation for your personal survival and individual actions in the future.

"You also teach this, read more, ask more, listen more, and experience more."

Jiang Baimian smiled:

"That's right, but you can change to a more polite way, such as asking me privately and not in front of them."

"That's it..." Gnava responded in a tone he learned again.

Next, they each went back to their room, rested for a while, and then got together to prepare dinner.

Among them, Gnava's "food" is a high-performance battery that is being charged.

At this moment, they felt that there seemed to be some commotion on the other side of the hotel camp.

"What happened?" Long Yuehong turned his eyes out of the door in confusion.

Shang Jianyao even put down his things and walked out.

In the setting sun, they saw a bunch of people gathering in the distance, not knowing what they were doing.

"I'll go and have a look." Shang Jianyao heard this and walked over curiously.

Jiang Baimian, Bai Chen, Long Yuehong, and Gnava looked at each other, closed the door, and followed him to the other side.

After getting closer, they saw clearly the situation on the opposite side:

There were forty or fifty young men and women there, their faces were cleaned and their clothes were torn.

Long Yuehong looked at it and even saw the old cotton shoes that had crawled out of her toes, down jackets with several large holes.

These men and women are from fifteen or sixteen to twenty-three or four years old, and there are seven or eight people holding guns and looking more glamorous.

The man who was suspected of the leader among the gunmen was yelling:

"I know, you have suffered a lot in the past, otherwise you wouldn't have been sold to me and become slaves.

"But now, your good days are coming!"

The forty or fifty young men and women listened slightly with a numb expression, but seemed to be looking forward to it.

The slave merchant continued:

"Think about it, if I hadn't found a good place for you, I would have let you stay in a hotel? This Red Stone Collection is full of abandoned houses, so what can I do to stuff you?

"Haha, in two or three days, you will be able to enter the 'underground ark', where even the lowest-level slaves can eat enough, have free clothes, sleep for at least six hours a day, and if you get sick, doctors can see it.

"Although you will always live in underground castles, don't worry about plagues, don't worry about robbers, the army and other wanderers, don't worry about being attacked by wild beasts. If you perform well enough, you may become a steward and be sent to the ground to do things...

"Anyway, you must receive training at that time and strive to become Master Dimarco's servant..."

Listening to his story, the faces of the forty or fifty men and women gradually became brighter.

There seemed to be some kind of light flashing in those pairs of black and white eyes.

They rushed out of their toes of cotton shoes, and their red and swollen joints moved unconsciously.

At this moment, there was only one sentence in Long Yuehong's mind:
Chapter completed!