After saying that, he used his phone to transfer control of the slaves, then walked out and headed straight for the slave dormitory next door.
The dormitory was very close to the stables, and Qingchen could even smell the horse manure.
Many slaves silently watched Qing Chen's dejected figure, as if witnessing a grand palace intrigue drama.
Such a powerful steward can be demoted so easily.
That's too fast!
Qing Chen entered the dormitory, found the slave foreman's private room, threw all of the foreman's belongings out, and said with a dark face, "No one is allowed to disturb me!"
The slaves looked at each other in bewilderment.
Inside the villa, Blue Mountain went back to his room to play Superconducting World. Green looked at Black and asked, "Captain, do we really need to be in such a hurry to ostracize that butler? He's been with the young master for a while now. Aren't you being too hasty? This will make the young master unhappy."
Black shook his head: "There are only ten days left, we have to hurry. Don't worry about the young master, the noble lords only need people who are useful to them. As long as we can prove that our value is higher than the butler's, we will be fine."
Blackie continued, "To win the title of marquis, one must make great contributions. There will definitely be two or three people around him who will be promoted to baron. Are you willing to give that opportunity to that steward? Rather than letting him reap the rewards, we brothers should take those merits ourselves and become nobles!"
The members of the Crimson Blood Squad began to breathe heavily.
The military merit system is a complete promotion system. In the army, a free man can become a citizen by advancing ten ranks, a citizen can become a baron by advancing ten ranks, and a baron can become a marquis by advancing ten ranks.
Blackie whispered, "That steward saved the master's life. Do you think the master will take care of him when we get back to divide the credit? That's why the master sent him with the eldest young master. The master wants to help him become a nobleman to repay the favor. So, if you have the chance on the way, kill him without hesitation."
“Understood,” the Crimson Blood Squad agreed on this matter.
Black is already a level 4 citizen, and he has a good chance of being promoted to baron in this battle, at which point he won't have to work for others anymore.
In the Roosevelt Kingdom, there was a world of difference between nobles and citizens. Once someone of black could become a noble, they were considered to have finally made it.
When interests are involved, it's no surprise how ruthless people can be; that's human nature.
"Will that butler hold a grudge and try to sabotage us?" Yellow asked.
Black said calmly, "So what if he's just a C-rank? What's wrong with holding a grudge?"
At this moment, the new driver in Blue Mountain silently watched the infighting. When no one was around, he quietly sent out the message, intending to report everything he had seen and heard to Black Spider.
The message quickly came back from above: "Butler, lower the surveillance level. Blue Mountain, raise the surveillance level and monitor the Crimson Blood Squad's every move."
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In the slave dormitory, in the foreman's single room.
Qing Chen, who was 'filled with resentment', breathed a long sigh of relief.
Although he didn't expend much physical energy just now, acting is still very tiring.
It wasn't that he enjoyed acting, but with the spy driver sent by the Arbitrators organization beside him, he had to act like a real butler in order to dispel their suspicions.
Qingchen also carefully studied the 'butler's' psychology, from surprise to anger, from anger to helplessness and frustration, a performance had to be divided into several layers.
Contrary to Blackie and the others' assumptions that he harbored resentment, Qing Chen was extremely grateful to them, since he genuinely didn't want to stay in the villa.
Now it's great, no one will bother him at all.
At this moment, Lan Shan actually sent him a message to comfort him: "The Crimson Blood Squad is my father's elite force. They are not only highly skilled but also have command abilities. We will still need to rely on them in the upcoming war. You should rest well. I will not forget your due contributions."
On the surface, Lan Shan said nothing, but he secretly tried to win over and appease his steward.
Therefore, the other party is really not a foolish son of a landlord.
But Qing Chen didn't buy it at all; whether Blue Mountain and the Crimson Blood Squad could survive the war was of no importance to him.
"Thank you, young master!"
After giving a perfunctory reply, Qing Chen immediately put on his virtual reality glasses and re-entered the superconducting world.
The new world gradually came into view. Qing Chen was still lying under the grass in that bush, and not far from him... there were four people squatting, whispering to each other, completely unaware that someone had logged on behind them at some point.
Qing Chen was stunned. Such a good thing?!
Chapter 826, Entrapment
In the multi-dimensional world of No. 8.
Qingchen squatted behind, quietly observing the four unlucky guys with their butts sticking out in front of him.
All four of them had raccoon heads, like four brothers who had agreed to pinch each other's cheeks together, and they were looking out of the bushes.
One of them was carrying an automatic rifle he found in an airdrop; he must have gotten incredibly lucky.
But then the four whispered, "The poison circle is getting closer. We heard that the White Light is in this area. If we can catch him off guard, we'll become internet celebrities."
From behind the four raccoons in the bushes, someone asked in a low voice, "If you kill the White Light, will you become an internet celebrity? What can you do if you become an internet celebrity?"
One of the raccoons answered enthusiastically, "Becoming an internet celebrity can make you a lot of money, and you can even sell products!"
Sure enough, the end of the universe is where live-streaming e-commerce takes place, and even the western continent of the inner world is no exception.
The people behind them asked again, "Are the white supremacists easy to kill?"
"It's alright, we have guns. If he walks by from outside the bushes, I can just fire a magazine at him from the shadows. He'll be dead no matter what, right?" The man who spoke hugged the automatic rifle tightly, seemingly emboldened by the airdrop.
However, the four raccoons didn't even notice who was speaking.
They were so adorably silly that Qing Chen felt a little embarrassed to take action.
At that moment, a group of players, numbering in the dozens, were chased out of the poison circle in the distance.
The four whispered, "Damn, there are so many of them. Should we still charge?"
"Wait a minute, why do they look like players from the four major guilds?"
"The one running ahead is a raid leader from the Blackwater guild. I've seen him in the video!"
"Then let's not go. We can't beat them; they outnumber us."
However, no sooner had the words left his mouth than someone in the bushes shouted angrily, "So what if we have more people? Didn't the Phoenix Guild just have dozens of people killed by White Light all by himself? What are you afraid of? We have guns, let's fight!"
The four raccoons thought to themselves, "Wow, I never knew I had such a brave brother! I'm really impressed!"
Before they could think it through, someone suddenly pushed them from behind, and they were shoved straight out of the bushes.
The four raccoons were left awkwardly exposed in front of dozens of people.
The members of the Blackwater Guild were exploring the map when they suddenly saw five people jump out of the bushes, which startled them.
But then they remembered that there were dozens of people on their side, and they immediately burst into laughter: "Five newbies trying to hide in the bushes?"
The four raccoons felt there was a flaw in the statement... but they were in a panic and didn't catch the details in the other person's words.
Just then, someone behind them shouted, "Who do you think you are? Take them down! Open fire!"
The words had barely left his mouth when a gunshot rang out.
With a thud, the regimental commander, who had just been laughing heartily, was now lying on the ground, a bullet lodged between his eyebrows.
Everyone was taken aback. Was it really that accurate? It must have been a fluke!
When the players from the Blackwater Guild saw their raid leader being killed, they charged over yelling and screaming, their skills flying everywhere in the air, looking like a spectacular display of fireworks.
However, before they could even get close, the group of guild players saw the young man behind the four raccoons suddenly kneel on the ground, dragging his injured left arm to steady himself, and fire a burst of shots with his right hand. Players from the Blackwater Guild fell one after another.
The players of the Blackwater Guild were immediately stunned. This was no newbie at all; this was a true prodigy!
"Retreat! Run to the left!" the deputy commander roared. "Go and rejoin the main force!"
Seeing dozens of members of the Blackwater Guild flee, the four raccoons became excited. It was the first time they had ever chased after one of the four major guilds, and victory had clouded their judgment.
The four men, emboldened by some unknown source, began firing their automatic rifles, chasing and killing members of the Blackwater Guild.
Gunshots rang out behind them, and Blackwater guild members fell one after another.
No matter how they ran in a zigzag pattern to evade the bullets, no matter how fast they ran, the gunfire behind them was like a death knell, impossible to shake off.
They used to look down on the guild members who were killed by Qing Chen, but now that they've actually met Qing Chen, they realize how terrifying the God of Guns is.
In this multiverse of number 8, if Qing Chen gets his hands on a gun, it's the beginning of disaster for the other players...
"Big brother, I never thought we'd be chasing after players from the four major guilds!"
"Second brother, I didn't expect this either!"
"That was so much fun!"
They also thought that the Blackwater guild players were afraid of them.
As the Blackwater Guild players were killed or wounded and gradually ran away, one of the four raccoons behind them said, "Big brother, can I try out the automatic rifle too?"
“Okay!” The raccoon handed the automatic rifle behind his back, then looked at the white light behind him, who was smiling and pointing the gun at them.
The raccoon roared, "Fourth brother, why are you pointing a gun at my back?!"
Another raccoon shouted, "Big brother, I'm right next to you, and I didn't bump your kidneys."
The four raccoons looked at each other, then simultaneously turned around to look behind them: "Hiccup!"
A beacon of light for white people!
Qing Chen asked with a smile, "You guys were just saying you wanted to kill me and make me an internet celebrity, weren't you?"
“No, no, that was a joke. Actually, we really admire you,” the raccoons shook their heads in unison.
Qing Chen asked curiously, "Where are you from?"
“From Silver City,” the raccoons answered timidly.
"Silver City?" Qing Chen asked thoughtfully. "I have a question for you. What kind of entity is the Black Knights?"
The raccoon's older brother instinctively replied, "Cheap... Oh, no, I mean their thought processes are a bit different from normal people."
"Huh," Qingchen thought, as if he had found a "secret code".
This Black Knights Order is very likely a legacy organization left behind by Ren He.
However, the tradition in the Eastern Continent was able to continue through breathing techniques, so how did the Black Knights manage to pass it down?
Qing Chen then asked, "How many members does the Black Knights have?"
The raccoon replied, "Twelve. Their number always seems to be fixed and has never changed. Everyone also calls them the Twelve Knights."