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Chapter 386 - 386 388 Fang Susu!

386: Chapter 388: Fang Susu!

(Second Update) 386: Chapter 388: Fang Susu!

(Second Update) The Pacific Ocean, the largest ocean on Earth, is dotted with many small islands.

On an unnamed one among them.

It wasn’t particularly large, covering just tens of thousands of hectares.

However, one could see that this little island was teeming with crops.

From a distance, countless individuals could be observed toiling in the fields, too many to count, looking much like slaves.

Around the farms, people dressed like warlords stood guard with long spears in hand.

“Pick up the pace, you’re moving too slow,” shouted one of the warlord-looking figures, “if you don’t finish weeding before sunset, you’ll have no dinner tonight!”

The warlord-looking man roared.

Hearing the shout, those in the fields grew anxious.

Their garments were the plain clothes of peasants, and their skin tones varied—whites, yellows, and blacks—of all ages, from over fifty to just in their twenties.

Among them was a young woman who appeared to be in her twenties.

Though she wore simple attire, she emitted a striking presence.

Her clean, long hair was tied up lightly behind her, but on her face lay a scarlet scar— the sole imperfection marring her beauty.

Right now, she was weeding among the crops.

Beside her, an old black man muttered curses under his breath as he pulled at the weeds: “A bunch of greedy bastards, a bunch of bloody bastards.”

The woman previously mentioned quickly warned in a low voice, “Uncle Enzo, keep it down.

Those people have sharp ears, and it’ll be trouble if they overhear us!”

The old black man, upon hearing her, chuckled and said, “I know, Miss Susu, I’m just venting, hehe!”

The woman referred to as Susu, whose actual name was Fang Susu, smiled at the old man’s words and continued with her work.

No one else spoke.

Most of those present had been brought here as slaves.

The world seemed peaceful at a glance, but actually, it was riddled with constant strife.

Warlords staked out their territories, claiming dominion over their own regions.

They needed to feed their followers, and so they used this small island to grow crops.

These slaves had been bought from afar by the warlords—abducted by slave traders from all across the world.

Because of the existence of these slave traders, news of missing old folks and children was common.

It was very likely that they had been kidnapped for farm labor here.

Fang Susu was one of those who had been sold into slavery here five years ago.

In other words, she had already been here for five years.

Although called a slave, she exuded an indescribable aura and had a good figure.

The head guard watching over the slaves, from the moment Fang Susu had arrived, wanted to claim her for himself by admiring her figure.

However, the scar on her face had made many back off.

But because of Fang Susu’s extensive knowledge and her ability to heal and cure ailments, she was held in high regard among the slaves.

At that moment, Fang Susu was occupied with farm work.

Suddenly, a little black boy hurried to her side, whispering, “Susu, over there…

there’s a person!

I don’t know where he came from?

He seems to be injured!”

“Where is he?

Bring me to him!” Fang Susu said.

Fang Susu was like that, not caring who the person was, she was just concerned with saving them.

“Okay!” The black boy then led Fang Susu towards the front.

They crept stealthily.

And at that moment, in the middle of the crop field, lay a man in disheveled clothes.

His attire barely covered him, exposing his muscular arms.

His eyes were tightly shut—it was Tang Zhong.

The black boy brought Fang Susu there, pointing to the fallen Tang Zhong and saying, “Susu, it’s him!”

Without a word, Fang Susu crouched down and reached for Tang Zhong’s pulse, immediately furrowing her brows.

“The pulse is steady, no issues!”

“Just a bit weak in the body!”

“By the way, Xiao Hei, where did you find this person?” Fang Susu asked.

“He was already here when I came!” the black child said.

He’d been here since he was little and had no name, so because he was dark-skinned, they called him Xiao Hei.

Fang Susu’s eyes narrowed.

This place was controlled by the warlords around it; it was impossible for outsiders to enter.

Xiao Hei wouldn’t lie, so how did this man get in?

This was too strange.

“Susu sister, what should we do with this person?

Shall we hand him over to those warlords outside?” Xiao Hei said.

“No way, help me out and hide him!” Fang Susu said.

“Ah!” exclaimed Xiao Hei.

“After we finish work later, let’s bring him back with us!” Fang Susu said.

“Where are we going to take him?” Xiao Hei asked in surprise.

“Never mind that, let’s just take him back first.

If we leave this person here, he’ll freeze to death!” Fang Susu said.

Then her gaze fell on Tang Zhong.

A glimmer of light shone in her beautiful eyes; she could tell that this person was from Xuan Country, just like others from Xuan Country.

After a long while.

Outside, the workers called out, “Quitting time!”

Then one could see those men armed with Long Spears leaving in pairs.

Only then did the slaves prepare to leave.

Fang Susu and Xiao Hei waited until nightfall.

Fang Susu carried Tang Zhong on her back, with Xiao Hei steadying from behind.

“This guy, why is he so heavy?” Fang Susu’s forehead was beaded with sweat that slowly trickled down.

But her hands still gripped Tang Zhong tightly without letting go.

Finally, it took them dozens of minutes to take Tang Zhong away from that place.

In a series of shanty areas.

This was where the slaves rested at night, akin to a communal dormitory, with all beds pushed together, very dirty and disordered.

Only one bed was relatively clean; it was obvious that a tidy person slept there.

Since it was dinner time, there were not many people around.

Fang Susu brought Tang Zhong over and laid him on her own bed.

Thud, both of them fell to the floor like a lump of mud.

“This is way too heavy, he looks so light, what in the world is going on?” Fang Susu gasped for breath.

She didn’t understand how someone who looked so thin could be so heavy.

‘Is his body made of iron?’ She kept staring at Tang Zhong, becoming mesmerized.

It had been such a long time since she had last seen someone from Xuan Country.

It was rare to see people from Xuan Country around here; there were mostly black people and people from island nations, and very few white people.

Suddenly, a woman’s voice came from outside, “Hurry up, get to dinner!”

“Ah…

Coming!” Fang Susu quickly got up from the bed.

Looking at Tang Zhong who was on the ground, she murmured, “No matter who you are, since you’re from Xuan Country, you’re my compatriot.

Even though I don’t know where you came from, I know you must be very hungry right now; I’m going to get you some food!”

With that, Fang Susu left the shanty.

Meanwhile, Tang Zhong, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his tightly shut eyes, and a flash of gold light swept across them!