Chapter 644: Get Out Here, All of You

The newly arrived people were quickly distributed by the Soldier to their respective Tents, and the woman who had choked was now also standing up with a trembling body.

The Soldier looked at the people standing in their positions and reiterated, "Remember well what I just said. There is one more point: the food in your Tents belongs to all of you, not to any one person, and you may only take it to eat at the designated meal times; at other times, you are not allowed to touch it at all."

The food is rationed; if someone else eats an extra bite, you eat a bite less, so you must supervise each other. If your food is eaten up before the next distribution time, you will be punished.

I don't know about other punishments, but I can be absolutely certain that making you go hungry and not giving you food will happen, and perhaps you will also suffer some physical pain.

Next is keeping the inside of the Tent tidy. Where you sleep and where you put things must not be changed in the slightest. You are not allowed to defecate or urinate inside, otherwise, I will have you squat outside with your bare buttocks for a day.

As for other things, others will come to teach you in time. I only guarantee you one thing: as long as you are obedient, do not run away, do not cause trouble, and follow the rules, I guarantee that here, you will have food to eat, be able to eat your fill, have fire for warmth, and have a Tent to live in so you won't freeze to death. Do you understand?"

No one answered.

The Soldier shouted loudly, "Now, if we ask 'do you understand,' you give me a loud answer: 'Understood!' You have eaten, so you have at least that much strength, right? Do you understand?"

"Un... understood," the Slaves answered very unevenly.

The Soldier did not lecture them further, just waved his hand and said, "Alright, now go back to your respective Tents and lie down. There shouldn't be anything for you to do today. You are lucky to have arrived earliest and have enough time to rest.

Everyone, listen to your temporary tent leaders. Good, go in."

The Slaves looked at each other, then one by one, they crawled into the Tents with some unease and squatted on the soft piles of dry Grass. They still couldn't quite believe everything that was happening now.

Not only did they really have a place to live, but they even had their own names and bamboo plaques hanging around their necks with strange symbols drawn on them. They didn't know what they meant, but they should represent their identities.

After they sat down and looked at their fellow tribesmen, Gao An, acting as the temporary tent leader, spoke first. However, he first leaned down to look outside and, seeing no feet on the ground, he spoke with relief: "My name is now Gao An. What are your names?"

One of the Slaves said, "I am still called Three; they didn't give me a name."

Everyone knew he was called Three; having lived together for so long, they still knew each other's names. The other two also told each other their names, and the few who were already familiar with each other got to know one another all over again.

Seeing the eyes of the others occasionally fixed on the pile of Pottery, Gao An looked down outside again before whispering, "Those were all given to us by them. It seems they are for us to use. They are all brand-new Pottery. I see they are especially good—thick, and they even have patterns."

Gao An pointed to the items one by one and said, "That big one is a water jar, though I don't know where to fetch water. The other is a grain jar; our food is kept in there."

Hearing the word "food," the eyes of the others lit up, and they sat up at the same time: "Is there really grain inside?"

Gao An nodded affirmatively: "Yes, it's full of food. The smell seems to be the same kind they gave us on the road, but it's all dry inside. When the time comes, we should probably boil it ourselves."

Everyone stared fixedly at the grain jar, only for Three to question, "How do you know what it smells like? Have you already eaten it?"

The other two instantly withdrew their gazes and stared fixedly at Gao An. Gao An hadn't expected to let it slip, so he explained in a panic, "No, no, I really didn't steal any. It's... it's that I smelled it. Its scent, I smelled it and it's the same as what we ate on the road."

The others' skepticism did not diminish much, and Three said very directly, "Fine, then I'll smell it too, to see if it is."

He then crawled over on his own and stuck his head into the grain jar. Looking at the black oil dregs, he couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Ah~"

Before he could take the next step, another person squeezed over, used his head to push Three aside, and then stuck his head directly into the grain jar. Before Three could even curse, he saw that this person had already stuck his head in, and even heard chewing sounds coming from his mouth.

Three knew this was their shared food, not any one person's, so he angrily grabbed his companion's head, wanting to pull it out, but the person was unusually stubborn and simply would not lift his head.

Seeing this, Gao An and the other person couldn't hold back either and pounced together to pull. With no results from pulling, Gao An bit the buttocks of the person who was snatching the food. Only after the person felt the pain did he lift his head.

One person had eaten, so Three and the other person naturally weren't willing to let it go and all wanted to snatch a bit to eat, starting to collide with their heads. In an instant, the Tent was in chaos, and dry Grass flew everywhere.

Gao An couldn't care about that much anymore and began to shout and curse loudly, but no one paid him any mind.

But if Gao An had listened carefully, the Tents next to him and the women's Tent opposite his were all in a state of chaos, with wailing and cursing—extremely lively.

Just when Gao An didn't know how to end the scene, someone outside suddenly shouted, "What are you all doing? Get out here!"

Hearing this voice full of vigor, Gao An was so scared that he could no longer care about the people in the Tent and scrambled out of the Tent, with a lot of Wild Rice straw still stuck to his body.

But when he looked up, he didn't see the relatively gentle Soldier who had brought them, but someone he didn't recognize at all, whose attire was completely different from the Huaxia Soldiers he had seen before.

They were not wearing those stiff, shiny clothes, but clothes that looked like some kind of hide, with only a long wooden strip with a handle and a rope hanging from their waists.

And this person was the Soldier who had officially taken over the unit for Luo and the others. From now on, these Slaves would be the responsibility of their company. They had also just arrived and were gradually taking over the guard duty, and he had only come over first to check the situation in the Tent area, only to hear the commotion and noise here.

They had already received clear orders, knew the standards for punishment, and had the authority to punish. In order to intimidate these Slaves, they naturally had to appear fierce and menacing.