After the execution of Pirate King Roger, the audience spread the news far and wide, and eight months later it had reached the entire continent!
The entire world has gone completely mad because of Old Chen's last words! Everyone wants to get their hands on the Pirate King's final legacy!
One year into the Great Pirate Era, the entire world's seas were in chaos. If the only affected areas were originally the East China Sea, the South China Sea, and the Sea of Destiny...
Now, more than 27 oceans around the world have become pirate-infested areas, with tens of millions of pirates running rampant, sweeping across ocean routes, and the indigenous people of countless islands suffering terribly...
Four years into the Great Pirate Era, the leaders of various races, left with no other choice, joined forces with humans to establish the Ocean Route Alliance in an attempt to quell this farce…
Sixteen years into the Great Pirate Era, native seafaring adventurer Bush Gomen discovers a new continent! A completely new, vast, and boundless land…
The original inhabitants of that continent were a group of orcs, and Bush Gomen named this orc continent after himself—the Gomen Continent.
The orcs are still in the agricultural era, and their technology and magic are at least four or five hundred years behind.
The previous battle at the Sea of Destiny had dealt them an unprecedentedly heavy blow.
When Bush Gomen brought this tremendous discovery back to Caesar's Empire, all of humanity and the entire world were thrilled.
[Orc slaves!]
This novel concept quickly entered their minds: orcs had low magical talent but possessed strong physiques.
In a state of extreme rage, it can even enter a berserk state, greatly increasing its resistance to magic.
In September of the same year, various races began hunting orcs, and countless ships, escorted by a joint maritime route, constantly traveled between the two continents.
The rich mineral resources of the orc continent soon attracted their covetousness...
Thus, humans, demons, and monsters joined forces to open up three major sea routes! The bloody triangular trade thus began!
Orc Continent → Irestia Continent → Iron Mine Northland → Orc Continent
The orcs were forcibly taken from their homeland and enslaved in Irestia, forced to cultivate potatoes on the northern plateau, clear land in the central basin, and mine in the magic-suppressing highlands…
Orc slaves thus became an indispensable productive force in the manors of various nobles, and their presence was felt in almost every plantation.
With such a cheap and strong workforce, Irestia's economy developed rapidly.
A large number of exquisite semi-finished products were transported to the Ironforge Northland, where the dwarves' superb craftsmanship resulted in the creation of even more excellent equipment.
Through the dwarves' methods, a chain that can control orcs' berserk state—the "Mija"—was created!
Large quantities of equipment and production tools were sent back to the Orcish continent to supply the army, consolidate colonies, and continuously penetrate deeper into the Orcish heartland.
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"Triangular trade! Accumulation of primitive capital! What's the situation of the orc players now, damn it!?"
"They're in a worse situation than mermaids... At least mermaids die, but being captured and enslaved is worse than death!..."
"Hahahaha! That's hilarious! Xu Daming didn't escape! He's been caught and put on the ship! In a few months, you'll see him on the Irestia!"
"Great! The economy is booming! Players who chose humanity will be eating well!"
"The orcs still have one chance: to run south to the human realm... Compared to the north, at least there they are treated like human beings..."
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The viewers in the live stream dubbed it the "Triangular Trade" and expressed sympathy for the player who chose the Orc race.
At this moment, a ship carrying 500 orc slaves was sailing towards Irestia.
Pioneer 1, Day 7 of its return journey —
The orcs on the ship were tightly bound by chains in the cramped cabin, anger, fear, bewilderment... all sorts of emotions dissolved in the heavy air...
"Orcs will never be slaves—! Rise up, brother..."
"Smack—!"
But the sound of whips cracking and the still-rough tone of the whips echoed from the deck of the ship.
That was an orc player—Xu Daming
During the first closed beta test, I was skinned alive by a Triceratops. I was fortunate enough to get a spot in the second closed beta test and chose the cat race to start the game, but unfortunately, I became a slave!
"Smack..."
The barbed whip lashed him again and again, leaving him covered in blood and gore, but he still stared at the slave owner with a stern face.
"Scream?! I'll show you how to scream—scream!"
Upon seeing this, the natives ahead grinned and laughed, then lashed his back with even more force with their whips.
The sharp whistling of the whip tip, mixed with the smell of blood, pierced Xu Daming's nostrils as the slave owner stepped on Xu Daming's half-severed right ear.
"Well..."
Amidst the tearing sound of the whip ripping against flesh and blood, he slowly switched to a different whip.
Seeing that the slave owner had switched to an iron whip, Xu Daming knew he was probably going to die, and immediately put on a submissive look: "...Actually, I've been keeping something from you all, the secret of the orc treasure."
"Oh? What, is it about the Great Secret Treasure?" The slave owner's hand, which was about to wield the whip, froze in mid-air, his face filled with barely concealed excitement.
Swallowing the blood that spilled from his throat, Xu Daming sneered, "Come closer, I'll tell you..."
The slave owner seemed to have encountered some incredible surprise. He threw away the whip in his hand, then leaned in and lewdly grabbed the slave owner's head.
"Click—!"
Xu Daming seized the opportunity, bit off the slave owner's ear, and swallowed it amidst the gasps of the viewers in the live broadcast room.
"Aaaaaaah!"
"You son of a bitch!! Ahhh!" Amidst the violent roar, excruciating pain continued to assault him, and the slave owner covered his right ear and retreated.
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"Brother Xu is a real man! Awesome, awesome! Type 6! Brother Xu is a real man!"
"Oh no! He's about to pick up that whip! Eat one ear and get 200 free draws!"
"Great! We can wait for the third closed beta test with Brother Ming! If he doesn't die from that whip, I'll change my surname to his!"
"Hahaha! How come my brother Xu has even more guts than Louis?! Louis said the same thing last time!"
...
The viewers in the live stream went wild, showering the stream with gifts and exclaiming that he was a real man.
As the salty, rusty wind swept by, the slave owner grinned and stomped on the base of Xu Daming's convulsing tail, grinding it from side to side.
"Fine, so you actually want to die! You want to die, huh! Then I'll make sure you die a painful death!"
With a clanging sound as the chains rattled, he pulled out an iron whip soaked in venom and lashed Xu Daming 200 times…
"Whoosh..."
The inhumane torture only stopped when the slave owner was panting heavily. Fortunately, Xu Daming had adjusted his pain level to zero, which prevented him from being beaten unconscious...
"You bastard! Ha...ha..."
At this point, the slave owner's sleeves and the sides of his shoes were covered with tiny bits of meat.
A soldier rushed forward and grabbed the whip he was about to raise again: "This kitten can see in the dark. Count Dracula's manor is short of cats that catch mice. It's very valuable. Don't actually kill it!"
The soldier took out a simple green medicine from his pocket and bent down to apply it to Xu Daming, but was stopped by the slave owner.
"I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget!" The slave owner spat out the words almost through gritted teeth, then kicked over the wine barrel next to him.
The sprayed liquor engulfed the bursting flesh and blood, hissing and crackling like boiling oil poured into a snowdrift.
The orcs below the ship's deck were completely stunned. Some were so terrified that they buried their heads in their hands and sobbed quietly. They couldn't even imagine what their brethren had gone through...
Xu Daming was dumbfounded. He hadn't expected the old man to be so ruthless. Were the NPCs in this game all inhuman creatures?!
At that moment, the slave owner on the deck licked the liquor that had splashed onto his lips and shouted as he raised his wine flask: "To the New World!"
"Homage to the great human navigator Bush Goman! No, now he should be called the esteemed Earl Bush Goman!"
The salty sea breeze carried this cheer into the cargo hold, and all the beastmen were filled with despair.