Don't call me evil god

Chapter 942 Cameron's Slave Life
Compared to those unlucky guys who were directly regarded as unique food by the gray dwarves.

The lives of slaves bought by gray dwarves such as enchanters and blacksmiths were saved.

Cameron Reggie is such a lucky guy.

He was one of the first slaves to be sold.

The gray dwarf who bought him took Cameron to a low building that was estimated to cover several hundred square meters.

Inside the building, various "materials" are piled up in different categories.

There are common metals and ores;
There are things like horns, hooves, bones, or coagulated blood, viscera, and organs of unknown creatures;

There are also many materials that Cameron cannot recognize or even name.

When Cameron was led into the building by the gray dwarf, he found two skinny human slaves inside, working tiredly on something.

The gray dwarf pulled the leash on the collar around Cameron's neck, motioning him to go over and stay with the two human slaves.

Then he said something incoherent to the older of the two slaves.

Through the incomplete translation provided on the phantom light curtain.

Cameron only understood a few words:
"New slaves, teach, work."

Considering the situation at the scene, these sentences are not difficult to understand.

The gray dwarf brought him here, obviously just to make him do the work.

as predicted.

The older human slave had a numb expression on his face and waved to Cameron wearily:

"Child, come here."

He spoke the common language, but his accent sounded a little strange. In Cameron's impression, both the border accent of the eastern part of the Reyak Kingdom and the common language accent of the southwest were quite different from this human slave.

“Swoosh—Pah!!!”

While he was recalling the regional accent, the gray dwarf next to him impatiently swung his whip and hit Cameron hard!

"Ouch!"

Cameron screamed in pain.

"Quack!"

This time the words spoken by the gray dwarf were translated smoothly.

"Gak" means "fast" in Dwarven language.

obviously.

The gray dwarf didn't want to see him slow down.

Cameron hissed, enduring the burning pain in his back. He didn't dare to delay any longer and walked quickly to the two human slaves.

His current "personality" is that of a bought slave. If he wants to complete the disguise and infiltration, he has to immerse himself in the role.

A normal slave would definitely be obedient at this time in order to avoid being beaten again.

However, Cameron silently memorized the appearance of the gray dwarf who dared to hit him.

He will remember this grudge for now!

When everyone officially takes action to wipe out the cultists in the deep areas, he will definitely retaliate against those who have been beaten!
The older human slave looked at Cameron sympathetically, but had no intention of comforting him. Instead, he raised the thing he was making in his hand and gestured to Cameron.

"look at this."

It was a thorn-like object, grayish white overall, with a slightly reddish color at the thicker end.

It is not very big, and a normal adult can hold most of it in the hand, leaving only the pointed tip exposed.

Fangs? Horns? Spines? Something else?
Cameron is not a naturalist and can only make a rough guess based on the appearance of this thing.

"Our task is to use this iron rod to drill holes at these locations."

As he spoke, the other party took an iron rod and pointed it at Cameron, demonstrating the movements.

"Remember the location, don't make a mistake."

"The depth of the hole should be enough to put half of the rod in. Don't make it too shallow or too deep." "You have to complete three of these tasks every day, otherwise you will be whipped."

"Do you understand?"

Cameron swallowed, put on a nervous and timid look, and nodded cautiously.

He understood why the gray dwarf specifically sought human slaves to do this job.

Gray dwarves are similar to dwarves, with short and thick fingers. They are good at forging and hammering, but when it comes to delicate work, they often get half the result with twice the effort.

Following the "sample" shown to him by the older slave.

They're going to drill a total of... 13 holes in various locations on this thing.

Not only does the position have to be correct, but there are also requirements for the depth of the holes.

Do we really want the gray dwarves to do this job?

Nine times out of ten they will screw up.

This kind of more sophisticated processing and production is indeed what humans are better at.

Cameron knelt on the ground obediently like the two slaves, carefully took away an unprocessed thorn-like object, and then picked up an iron chisel.

The gray dwarf saw Cameron obediently start his "work" and chattered a few words to the older human slave.

"Work...supervision...punishment."

The translation is not complete and we can only confirm the meaning of a few words.

But Cameron could probably guess what the other party meant.

This older human slave acted as a half-translator and was responsible for supervising Cameron and another human slave.

After giving his instructions, the gray dwarf left the building.

Cameron was acutely aware of this.

The two people next to him looked relieved, and their originally tense bodies visibly relaxed.

After thinking for a moment, Cameron tried to talk to them:

"you……"

"child……"

The older slave spoke at the same moment as he did.

"You speak first!" Cameron changed the subject.

The older slave first turned his head and glanced at the building entrance to make sure that the gray dwarf had left, then he sighed tiredly and continued:

"Kid, my name is Wilson, this is Ben, what's your name?"

"Cameron, Cameron Reggie."

"How did you get to this damn place... Oh, forget it, let's not ask that..." Wilson said halfway, frowning and changing the subject: "We are in the same situation now, there is no point in thinking about how we got here."

"You and I are considered lucky."

"Most of my companions who were sold here were eaten directly by these evil guys. Sometimes, dried meat was even given to us as an extra reward."

Ben next to him couldn't help but dry heave.

Wilson's mention of jerky apparently brought back some bad memories.

"Ben is a poor man."

"When Enchanter Cologne bought him, he didn't buy his younger brother. His younger brother was later made into a barbecue platter for a party. As for where this news came from, don't ask..."

Cameron was shocked.

"We are lucky. As long as we follow the requirements of the gray dwarf named Cologne and process the materials he needs, he will not eat us as food. He will also provide us with some food so that we will not starve to death."

"So... we are working for an enchanter?" Cameron raised his eyebrows slightly and confirmed.

……

(End of this chapter)