I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

There is not much difference between the flower field and the area immediately following the casino. The difference between dirty and messy can be summed up in three words.

It's just that the "cells" here are much more densely packed than those in the fighting arena.

One-third of them are men's dormitories, and the rest are women's dormitories.

The women's dormitory is smaller, with wooden railings covered by shabby curtains. There are four people in each room, two less than the men's dormitory.

Apart from the dilapidated floor, there were only a few shelves holding clothes, and there were water containers and broken cups on the floor.

There were very few people staying in the dormitory at the moment. After all, night was the busiest time in the underground city.

The collective restrooms and bathrooms are at the junction of the men's and women's dormitories. There is a water tank at the door to provide hot water.

Sewage accumulated in the moldy corners of the wall, and many bugs were flying in the dim light. The sound of rushing water and the vulgar laughter of men and women came from inside.

Qingtian frowned and walked through this section faster.

"It looks bad, but it's not the worst here." Bokojie glanced at the sunny sky, "It's hard to imagine that there is such a ghost place."

Qing Tian sneered inwardly, you, a scumbag, didn't create this hellish place!

She covered her nose with her ringed hand and said with disgust: "It's indeed unacceptable. But when you say there are worse things, are you exaggerating?"

Bokojie's eyes were cold and he said, "I'm not lying to you. Do you want to see it?"

Qingtian frowned with pretense of hesitation, and finally made up his mind and said, "Okay."

Bokojie smiled jokingly. For some unknown reason, this person seemed to be quite interested in the dirty side of the dungeon.

He glanced at the ring on Qingtian's hand, and felt that Sost's ring had been experiencing spiritual power fluctuations...

Bokojie was slightly startled when he thought of this. In the past two days, because he left the flower field and did not take those messy medicines, his senses seemed to be getting better and better.

It's a pity that he still wears a spirit control ring on his ankle...

It is said that violent demolition will alert the dungeon guards and even cause self-destruction.

Bokojie sighed. If Sost was willing to take him out of the dungeon, he would have a much greater chance of escaping after taking off the anklet.

Thinking of this, his expression became softer when facing Qingtian, "Come with me, I will show you the demonic realm on earth."

……

Twenty minutes later, Sunny squatted in a dark corner with a pale face and vomited. With contempt and ridicule hidden in his eyes, Bokojie stood not far away to look out for her.

See, these nobles themselves can't stand the evil they have done.

Not everyone in this world is willing to go with the flow, there are always those who are unwilling to give in. But unfortunately, these noble souls left in places like the underground city will eventually be crushed in the mud.

Bokojie shuddered when he thought about the scene when he woke up on the first day and was taken to the Night Slave Training Center not far away.

The pain and humiliation is simply maddening...

Fortunately, his bones are soft.

Moreover, at that time, his brain was injured and he was completely dizzy, so he quickly succumbed...

Sunny squatted for a while, regretting eating too much before.

After adjusting her emotions, she performed a cleaning technique on herself and slowly stood up with her knees on her knees.

Just when she was about to ask Bokojie to take her to another place, she saw several trainers with their faces covered not far away dragging a girl covered in bruises and blood out of the training center...

Several people tied the girl in chains and hung her in a small square next to the training center.

The woman was disheveled and smelled weakly, and her broken body looked particularly dazzling under the pale street light, like pieces of meat hanging on a butcher's desk.

For a moment, Qingtian's blood stagnated, and the anger that had just been suppressed reignited.

Seeing that her eyes were wrong, Bokojie hurriedly advised: "She is not the only disobedient night slave. There are many more out there, and you can't help."

He didn't expect that Sost, whom the fighter described as violent and perverted, was actually quite sympathetic.

Sunny stood steadily in the shadow, his eyes flashing with dark light.

When several trainers left cursing, one of them tripped on something and bumped into another person.

The other person was about to dodge when he suddenly felt slightly dizzy. The two collided and fell towards the third person.

The third man quickly tried to hold them up, but something suddenly slipped under his feet, causing him to lose his balance and fall backwards.

what--

The three of them fell to the ground together.

The person at the bottom who was in pain had his eyes red and cursed loudly, and slapped the other two people twice. The faces of the two people who were beaten suddenly became ferocious, and they slapped the person back. After a while, the three of them were fighting like enemies. When I got up, I saw blood...

Bokojie looked at the unexpected situation in surprise. Thinking of something, he turned to look at Qingtian, and saw that the other person's eyes were dark and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth...

There was a wave of spiritual power passing by his side just now. It must have been Sost who deliberately punished these three people.

It's just that Sost's spiritual power is very strange, and the mental state of these three people seems to be not right!

Although Bokojie lost his memory about his past identity and experiences, his subconscious understanding of many things was still there.

He suddenly realized that Sost had spiritual powers, and the owners of such powers were either demons or soul masters...

Not long after the three started fighting, a dozen people came out of the training center to dissuade them and brought them in.

Qingtian shook his head regretfully. If the timing hadn't been wrong, these people would have better beat each other to death!

Previously, she had avoided using the spiritual power of a soul master because of her low cultivation and fear of affecting her character.

After reaching the god level, even if her consciousness space is now polluted, using this kind of spiritual energy that requires soul power to assist and can control the mental state will not cause too much burden on middle and low-level cultivators.

The ability to amplify emotions is quite wonderful. Qingtian summarized the effects of using psychic powers and looked at the girl in the distance again.

If you save people now, you will alert the enemy.

Maybe when he comes back, he can ask Bokojie to take this woman away. The boxing champion can ask for a maid...

After thinking for a while, she stood in the shadow and cast several healing powers on the girl to help relieve her injuries, and used the soul master's spirit to soothe her to sleep.

Bokojie stood aside quietly without saying a word. At this moment, he suddenly felt that Baron Sost might not be as violent as the fighter said.

After finishing everything, Qingtian and Bokojie left from the dark alley and went to the mid-to-high-end night slave living area.

There are bright lights, red carpets, and gorgeously decorated residences one after another.

There was laughter and laughter in the corridors and gardens arranged near the residence. Fashionably dressed male and female night slaves accompany customers through the area...

It's hard to imagine that there is only a wall separating this place from the chaotic area just now.

"This area is more of an entertainment area than a living area." Bokojie introduced, "The living area of ​​mid- to high-level night slaves is where guests have fun. Speaking of which, you should be familiar with this place than me."

Sostre should indeed be familiar with…

Qingtian looked around and said, "Well, let's change places. I want to know how so many slaves got in the dungeon. Is there a black market that specializes in buying and selling slaves? How are they distributed to different places after they come in?"

After hearing this, Bokojie subconsciously replied: "The underground city has a special screening mechanism. Whether they are brought in by human traffickers or sold through formal channels, they must be inspected and scored. After screening, they will be assigned to different areas and do the work according to their abilities. Different things.”

After he finished speaking, Qingtian was thoughtful, and he himself was slightly stunned.

Bokojie sighed, he didn’t expect that even though he had a headache at that time, he could remember it so clearly...

Qingtian didn't have any idea. This dungeon belonged to Bokojie. He didn't know who knew.

When she recognized Baron Poker as Scar before, Qingtian felt that although this man had forgotten who he was, his personality and various perceptions of the world did not have much impact, so she wanted to use Soth. The special identity made Bokojie surrender the evidence of his crime and throw himself into the trap.

No one knows dungeons better than the Dungeon Master...

Qingtian smiled and asked: "So, there should be a special screening place here, as well as a place for human trafficking?"

Bokojie nodded and said slowly while thinking about it: "Yes, it's right behind this area. It's just that you have to pass several inspections to get there, so most people can't get through."

"But the place where new slaves are held is connected to the night slave bidding venue in the underground city's black market. Because if the new slaves are good-looking and clean, they will often be auctioned for their first night."

"High-end guests can even go directly to the place where new slaves are kept to choose. In addition, in addition to humans, there are also elves from the transformed demons and the Xirong Empire occasionally..."

At this point, Bokojie frowned suddenly, he seemed to know too much...

Sunny looked at him with a smile.

Can speak, talk a lot, and love to listen!