Chapter 1476: Chapter 801: Someone Dares to Plot Against Me

The sky was just beginning to brighten, and on Farm 18, African and Asian slaves were already managing the vineyard early.

Qing Chen roughly estimated that there were at least over seven hundred slaves.

He weaved through the grapevine trellises, the twisting vines hanging down just enough to serve as his cover.

Some African and Asian slaves noticed a sound, but when they turned around, they saw nothing and just assumed it was their imagination.

While tending to the grapevines, the slaves conversed: "I heard, that noise this morning was someone battling with the fleet from Storm City. Could it be the rebels have arrived?"

"Hush," a slave whispered: "Do you have a death wish, daring to talk about rebels? What if the chip behind your ear hears you?"

"Haven’t you heard the townsfolk say the chip is only for tracking and doesn’t have eavesdropping capabilities," an African said nonchalantly: "I heard the rebels advocate for the liberation of slaves..."

"What does that have to do with us? The rebels can’t even defeat the fleet from Storm City! Hurry up and tend to the garden. The steward arrived at the estate last night. I heard Count Kennedy’s eldest son is coming with friends to vacation, probably to celebrate acquiring something new in the Superconductor World... The steward wants us to clean the estate in the morning, if there’s any mess, we’ll all be punished."

When the steward was mentioned, everyone fell silent, as if everyone was deeply wary of this person.

An African slave said: "I heard Count Kennedy’s eldest son is coming here to select smart people to go with him to Storm City, supposedly to find five people to work in the Superconductor World and assist him. My father wants me to secretly bribe the steward to recommend me to the young master. I heard working in the city is much easier than on the farm."

The slave trade in the Roosevelt Kingdom is a very regulated market, with a complete slave trading system and sales market.

Once a person becomes a slave, government officials inject a microchip bomb behind their ear, accompanied by a control program that can be operated via a smartphone or other electronic device, simply by downloading a Slave APP.

Opening the APP, the slave master can see a map displaying the locations of their slaves, along with the slaves’ heart rates, blood oxygen levels, and daily step counts.

When trading a slave, citizens must pay a 1% deed tax, and then the control rights over the slave are transferred from one person’s APP to the new owner’s APP.

It’s very convenient.

In the Kingdom of the West Continent, buying a person is as easy as buying a tomato.

If a slave attempts to remove the chip without authorization, it will explode immediately.

This restriction was something Qing Chen only discovered after infiltrating the Aerial Fortress. This was also why he couldn’t play the part of a slave; at the very least, he could only impersonate a freedman.

At this moment, Qing Chen also extracted an important piece of information: Count Kennedy’s eldest son would be arriving at this seaside farm for a vacation today!

Since it’s a vacation, they would return to the city soon, and perhaps he could blend into their group to enter Storm City.

He moved deeper into the farm, where in the distance stood a pure white, futuristic building spread over more than two thousand square meters. If you consider the villa’s usable area, including the second floor and basement, it probably covered more than six thousand square meters.

This was a true manor mansion!

Outside the mansion was a massive surfing pool, and there was even a small water park built.

Qing Chen stealthily made his way over, reaching the edge of the building, moving like a nimble gecko as he climbed into the second floor of the villa.

He listened quietly and heard a male voice reprimanding: "I’ve told you before, the floor on the second level must be wiped with deerskin, ensuring there are no water stains. Are you slacking off again? Roll up your skirts!"

Then, Qing Chen heard the sound of a whip striking human skin repeatedly, and the person being whipped was softly sobbing.

He paused for a moment, thinking, this guy’s quite perverted!

The man continued to crack the whip, sneering maliciously: "You five, come to my room tonight. I need to teach you slaves a lesson for the boss. Now, lower your skirts and stop whining. If the young master sees you crying, I’ll beat you all to death. Hurry up and work, every corner and crevice must be cleaned thoroughly! Lazy slaves deserve to be slaves for life!"

This wasn’t Count Kennedy’s son, but the steward who arrived earlier to scout the location!

Now Qing Chen roughly understood why the slaves on the fortress preferred to play Peaceful Elite on a deserted island rather than return.

Slaves had no human rights; they were like a group of domesticated animals.

Qing Chen took a small mirror from the dressing table in the room, and cautiously peeked out to see four or five Asian female slaves quickly getting up to fetch deerskin cloth, while the Asian steward in a black vest and white shirt inspected various places arrogantly, gradually making his way to Qing Chen’s room.

The steward entered the room, his eyes scanning every corner like a hawk, searching for dust and cobwebs.

Suddenly, he felt someone behind him and whipped around to look, only to find nothing.

He let out a small exclamation, then chuckled coldly: "The airflow in the room is not normal, do you really think you can escape my notice?"

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