Chapter 1162: Huang

Several people clutched their own Knife, unable to contain their excitement. They had never expected that the entire night would be filled with such great news; the impact was too great. As for their cherishing of the Knife, that was a given. Even before these Knives belonged to them, they had treasured them immensely, let alone now that they completely belonged to them; they would certainly cherish them even more.

Tomorrow they would leave this place, but they did not know where they should go. They had been in Huaxia for so long, yet they knew almost nothing about Huaxia because they had been trapped here the whole time.

After going out, what should they do, and where should they go? They should probably find Leader Chengqie first. They were Chengqie's guards; surely Leader Chengqie would arrange a place for them to go.

After the final emergency assembly, this news was announced, and they were immediately sent back to rest. From now on, these few people would no longer be put through such trouble.

From their initial hostility and resistance toward Huaxia, they had now been trained to be completely submissive; the training was still very successful.

At night, Chengqie did not sleep very peacefully either. There were too many things on his mind, which caused him to sleep poorly. Sometimes he would wake up suddenly in the middle of the night and find himself in a house like this, rather than in the pitch-black earthen nest of the Suiren clan, which gave him a strong sense of fragmentation and also felt very unreal.

In the morning, Chengqie got up early and immediately arranged for Huang to go to the military camp to pick up his guards. Upon hearing this, Huang almost pissed himself on the spot: "Master! We cannot enter the military camp at will; that is a serious violation of the law and will be punished."

"I am just a Slave; I might be killed directly."

When Chengqie heard this, he became even more clear-headed: "There is actually such a thing? Is it that strict? Then you don't have to go in; is it okay if you just wait at the entrance, or ask the people inside if they have a few Suiren clan people training in there? They will definitely know; this surely isn't illegal, right?"

"This, this seems, seems not to be illegal..." Huang's voice was very low. He was extremely afraid. In such matters, one slip could truly cost him his life, so he had to be careful.

"Since it's not illegal, then go. If you get caught, just say you are my, Chengqie's, Slave, and that I sent you. If there is any trouble later, I will go and speak for it. Finding people is an order given by the King; can they refuse?"

Although Huang knew that if something happened to him, the possibility of mentioning Chengqie's name and waiting for Chengqie to save him was almost non-existent, since Chengqie had already said so, what other choice did he have? He could only comply.

So, early in the morning, he went to the military camp, but he hesitated for a long time and dared not go to the main entrance, only daring to pace around the perimeter. He was afraid of being caught just like that; going later might mean dying later.

However, he did not expect that his actions were seen clearly by the Soldier in the watchtower inside the military camp. If it were an ordinary person, no one would actually care, as there were too many people coming and going here.

Moreover, this was Huaxia. For many years, there had been no incidents of enemy invasion, nor had there been any incidents of enemies stealing intelligence. Now, it was just that people from the Suiren clan and the Xuanyuan Tribe had both arrived and were in the same city, so it was a bit chaotic, but it was still safe.

But Huang's behavior was very suspicious. He kept pacing outside the military camp and, like a thief, kept sneaking glances at the main entrance. It was unknown what he wanted to do, but it did not look like he was up to anything good.

The sentry Soldier felt his Second Class Merit beckoning to him, so he hurriedly passed the situation along. The Soldier executing the patrol mission was also excited upon hearing this. Good heavens, there was actually someone who didn't fear death, daring to scout for intelligence next to a Huaxia military camp; this person was truly not afraid of death. Then hurry up and catch them!

Now that they dared to come to such a high-difficulty place as the military camp, it was possible they had already been to other places. Catching one alive and interrogating them properly might lead to a big discovery.

So, a squad of fully armed Soldiers immediately set out and simultaneously spread out to surround the suspicious person. By the time Huang realized something was wrong, he had already been surrounded.

"Hands on your head, squat down!"

"Squat down, squat down!"

Huang despaired. He closed his eyes and lay flat on the ground. It was over; his life was over. He had entered Huaxia as a Slave, then relied on his own intelligence and wisdom to be promoted to a high-quality Slave, selling for a good price.

Afterward, he could come into contact with Huaxia Nobles and officials every day and could see the characters carrying knowledge. He spent a long time, through various methods, memorizing every character he could see, one by one, in his mind. Now, he knew almost all the characters, yet he still had to pretend he did not know them, because Slaves were not allowed to be literate.

He learned the characters, but he could not write them, and he dared not write them. As long as he picked up a pen, he was easily discovered, and being discovered meant waiting for death. He could only practice in the air with tools in his hands while working; this way, others could not tell he was writing, and he would not leave any traces.

He had originally thought that with his wisdom and cleverness, and being able to stay by the side of these Nobles, he would certainly be able to come into contact with the opportunity to shed his Slave status faster and more easily, and be able to get first-hand information. As long as there was an opportunity for him to perform meritorious service, he was even willing to take a Knife and go to the battlefield.

As long as he shed this identity as a Slave, he could bury himself in study for a period of time to perfect his writing, and at the same time, his literacy could be displayed. Learning characters in a very short time would certainly be noticed, and this way he would definitely be able to have a different life.

He had even deliberately hidden his strength at the beginning and did not become the best kind of Slave; otherwise, he would have been kept by Baifeng's side. This was the dream of other Slaves, but not Huang's. The Slaves by Baifeng's side only had better current treatment, but they could not obtain freedom. The identity of a Slave was completely fixed, which did not align with Huang's pursuit.

However, Heaven does not always grant one's wishes. A Slave is a Slave, no matter how smart you are. Huang had completely given up hope now because of Chengqie. If he were truly to be sentenced to death, he even thought about using his own blood to write some characters on the ground at the end to prove that he was literate. He was not just an ordinary, incompetent Slave; he was just a smart person who was a bit unlucky. He did not want to die as a Slave.