I have a city in another world

Chapter 6861 Cold Dawn
The wild animals in the nearby forest are really having a run of bad luck tonight, being constantly harassed by a strange monster.

These rare and precious materials in the wilderness are guarded by ferocious beasts, and no outsiders are allowed to approach and damage them.

Those capable of guarding treasures are certainly not simple beings; they often possess intelligence and can be considered kings among beasts.

But these very beast kings were subdued by the spiritual energy iron chains. The obedient ones could be spared, while the docile ones would be annihilated.

As a former top assassin, the Iron Chain Spirit showed no mercy and even took the opportunity to vent its resentment.

According to the assassin's style, he should have killed all the slave traders, but Tang Zhen refused.

This is to avoid unnecessary complications, so choosing to endure humiliation is a very normal course of action.

If someone discovers something amiss and investigates, Tang Zhen's whereabouts could very well be exposed.

Although he understood this, the spirit harbored resentment, perhaps because of his own experiences.

After becoming a spirit, the difference in status and position was too great, and resentment gradually accumulated.

Regardless of one's thoughts, one must obediently carry out the orders, possessing a refined spiritual artifact. Following the orders is an unchangeable rule.

With a bountiful harvest, the magical iron lock returned to Tang Zhen's side.

After a while, the sun will rise, and a damp, cold mist will fill the forest.

The members of the slave-catching teams hid inside tents, thus avoiding the suffering of the cold frost and dew at night.

The captured group of elves could only endure the dew, and many of them were shivering from the cold.

Once enslaved, the hard times had already begun; this was only the beginning.

The sleepless elves were utterly shocked when they saw the magical iron lock carrying a package filled with various medicinal herbs.

The spiritual fruits and herbs here, while not the most top-tier, are not something that can be obtained easily.

A large bag piled up haphazardly can indeed create a strong visual impact.

These elves don't just get them easily; they treat them as treasures when they do.

But at this moment, this pile of rare and precious herbs, washed by mountain spring water, was devoured by Tang Zhen as easily as eating a radish.

While this method of eating raw food is simple and effortless, it fails to maximize its medicinal value.

To the elves, this was a waste of resources, a desecration of rare and precious materials.

Of course, the main reason was envy and jealousy. They didn't have Tang Zhen's treatment. He could lie on the grass and have these snake-like strange things deliver treasures to him without him having to lift a finger.

They were cold and hungry, and wanted to eat, but they were worried that their bodies were too weak to handle the food and that it would cause problems.

However, even if someone wants to eat it, Tang Zhen has to be willing to share it.

According to the Elven people's experience, swallowing elixirs raw in this way will definitely cause problems, and may even result in being poisoned to death on the spot.

Strangely, after Tang Zhen ate it, he did not have any abnormal reaction. Instead, his originally pale face became healthier and healthier.

Tang Zhen's aura also changed, giving people a feeling of vitality.

The elves are extremely sensitive to life and could clearly sense Tang Zhen's changes.

When I first met Tang Zhen, he was like a withered weed after autumn frost, giving me a listless feeling.

In just one night, Tang Zhen's aura changed, as if a dying plant had come back to life.

However, for some reason, when the elves sensed Tang Zhen's vitality, they suddenly felt a sense of fear.

It seems that something terrifying is quietly lurking within Tang Zhen's body, and once it erupts, it will be earth-shattering.

The slave-catching team members seemed completely unaware of this anomaly and treated Tang Zhen as an ordinary prisoner.

At this moment, the elves suddenly felt a sense of anticipation, and their gazes toward Tang Zhen gradually changed.

It was no longer hostile rejection, tinged with a hint of resentment, but gradually turned into curiosity and awe.

Tang Zhen could clearly sense the changes in the elves, but he paid no attention to them.

Simply absorb and refine the medicine quietly, allowing its power to nourish the body and accelerate the self-healing process.

At this moment, Tang Zhen was able to get up and move around, but due to the limitations of his exoskeleton, he could only remain in a fixed position. The seemingly simple exoskeleton could withstand a force of over a thousand kilograms, and Tang Zhen was currently unable to break it.

However, at the current pace, he should be able to dismantle the alloy exoskeleton in a day at most.

Tang Zhen did not intend to do that; instead, he would use the powered exoskeleton as a free ride, thus saving the energy of walking.

After eating, I continued to lie down and rest.

After some time, the camp became noisy as the slave-catching team members got up to make breakfast.

As dawn broke through the thin mist, its light spilled across the campsite, and soon wisps of smoke began to rise slowly from the chimneys.

The slave-catching team members, carrying weapons, glanced at the captured slaves, then at Tang Zhen, and turned to leave after confirming there were no problems.

In his eyes, these slaves were like livestock, and there was no need to pay them any more attention.

Make sure they don't die, and get them out of the forest to complete the mission.

Soon, the aroma of food wafted over, making the hungry elves even more uncomfortable, and they couldn't help but frequently glance at the cooking area.

Not long after, someone brought in an iron bucket containing a dirty, rusty spoon.

A bearded slave hunter scooped up a spoonful of food and walked up to an elf.

"Open your mouth."

The two sides could not communicate verbally; the elves could not understand what the other was saying, but they could tell what the other was going to do.

Driven by their stubbornness, the elves refused to speak.

"idiot!"

The slave hunters weren't angry; they just sneered and cursed before handing the spoon to another elven slave.

He was already used to such things and had often lost his temper over them.

I'm numb to it now, and I won't force it at all, much less get angry about it.

Eat it or not, it's not like he's the one who's going hungry.

Most of the elven slaves refused this insulting feeding, with only a few opening their mouths to eat voraciously.

This is the wise course of action; preserving one's strength gives one a chance to fight back.

Protesting through hunger strikes has no effect on the enemy and will only harm oneself in the end.

Before long, these stubborn elf slaves will be eating and drinking obediently again.

Little did they know that at that time, they would only receive more ridicule.

Indeed, there were also slaves of fierce temperament who, with the idea of ​​dying rather than submitting, had no intention of leaving the forest alive.

Even when faced with such individuals, the slave-catching teams had their own methods for dealing with them.

When it was Tang Zhen's turn, the slave-catching team members had just raised their spoons when they heard a sound.

"Thank you, but I have no appetite."

The slave-catching team members were slightly taken aback and turned to look at Tang Zhen. Compared to the elven slaves, this young man's identity was undoubtedly more special.

His attire was unlike that of an ordinary person; he resembled a young master from a wealthy family, exuding an air of authority that commanded respect.

The slave-catching team had no idea how Tang Zhen had fallen into the forest or what kind of accident he had encountered.

One thing is certain, though: Tang Zhen is not an elf slave and cannot be treated in the same way.

Although in this forest, they could kill Tang Zhen silently and then throw his body away to feed the wolves.

But since they had made up their minds to take Tang Zhen out to exchange him for money, they would definitely have to treat him differently.

After glancing at the contents of the bucket, which resembled pig feed, the slave hunter chuckled.

Turning around, he took a warmed flatbread from beside the fire and placed it on Tang Zhen's chest.

He didn't help feed him, but turned and left, not caring whether Tang Zhen could get any food.