"What's the matter?" Yi Tian asked.
"Big Brother, I have a batch of Human Race slaves on hand. Could you take them in?" The Great Emperor requested of Yi Tian.
"How many? What level are they?"
Yi Tian vaguely guessed the Great Emperor's intention.
The Great Emperor was a shrewd man. Apparently, their region had already gone through locust devastation.
After enduring the outbreaks of Fish-eating Storks and locusts, the Great Emperor had already figured out that the Celestial Dao Rules wanted to restrict the Lords' food sources.
The disasters of the Fish-eating Stork and the locusts weren't the end, but just the beginning.
The Great Emperor had raised a large number of people under him, aiming to truly be a Great Emperor. But the daily consumption was huge, and now he wanted to sell off a batch.
When there's really a shortage of food, the natives bound by contract at least can withstand hunger. But those not bound—if they go mad with hunger—they might just rebel en masse.
