I am a pig in the beastly world, rough men are competing to be beastly husbands

"Is that it?" He Fuxi interrupted him.

And took out a handful of chili peppers.

Or a handful of super spicy devil peppers with their skin and flesh crushed and the pepper seeds exposed.

The four guards jumped back with a cry.

"Why are you carrying this thing?" The guard who had just raised the question had a runny nose.

He Fuxi is shy:

"I've been feeling unwell lately, and there's always a weird odor on my body, but my nose is blocked and I can't smell it. Someone told me to just rinse it with something with a strong odor..."

Humph, in the modern world, bear spray is made of chili peppers. I'll kill you with my spicy peppers!

The four guards sent the food delivery duo away with tears in their eyes.

Lingling also burst into tears:

"Madam, my sense of smell is actually quite sensitive. Next time before you bring out something like this, can you please tell me in advance..."

The third floor not only has upgraded guards, but its internal structure is also very different from the first two floors.

There is not a single fence.

The slaves on the first and second floors were at least relatives and friends, and were locked up in the same cell.

But on the third floor, there were no fences, no doors, not even holes.

This is a huge tiankeng with towering stone pillars at the bottom.

The slaves were tied separately to stone pillars, exposed to wind, sun, rain and frost all year round.

Some people's wounds rotted and formed scabs, then the scabs rotted again, and finally large pieces of flesh fell off, leaving only bones.

Fat maggots were surging under the grayish-white wound.

The cold wind swirled in the pit, mixed with high and low groans, like the howling of ghosts.

Snapped!

A heavy whip landed on a bloody orc.

His arm was already shaky, and it seemed that only a layer of skin was barely holding it together.

With this blow, the arm fell directly to the ground.

The orc couldn't help but let out a wail.

"what is it call!"

The jailer slapped him a few more times.

After just a few lashes, the orc's skin and flesh fell off, leaving only a pile of bones.

Another jailer showed a look of disgust:

"Why beat that dying thing? It's just dried bones and rotten flesh, it's disgusting."

The whipping jailer was a black bear, and he spat with a sullen face:

"Bah! It's better to die. We can't go to work or to the Colosseum. We just eat for free. We are also neglected in this Soul Prison. We are so annoying!"

The other jailer was White Bear, who sighed:

"What can we do? The third level sounds more impressive than the first and second levels, but I think we are not as good as the lowest level, the first level. I heard that the first level often extorts slaves who go out to eat and have more food than us."

"Shit!" The black bear jailer cursed a few times, "We have to keep an eye on these scheming slaves every day, but we eat the worst food in the prison!"

At this moment, He Fuxi and another person came in carrying buckets.

Several jailers walked slowly, preparing to eat.

"Wait!" The white bear jailer, who was also the warden of the third floor, strode over and sniffed the food from beginning to end.

Seeing that it was regular food, he allowed other jailers to eat.

"The guards on the third floor are much more vigilant, and the slaves are tied up individually and placed in the open air. We have no room to maneuver." Ling Ling whispered.

The guards on the third floor are not only highly qualified and dedicated to their duties, but also twice as many.

Although the tiankeng is vast, patrol teams consisting of two jailers would come over from time to time.

In addition to guarding the periphery, the guards are also stationed at four fixed points in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest to be prepared for emergencies and provide timely rescue.

Not to mention secretly untying the slaves, if they even coughed, at least ten jailers and guards would immediately surround them.

He Fuxi was very calm:

"No problem, we'll see what happens."

The opportunity came soon.

While eating, the angry black bear suddenly threw the meat to the ground.

"Eat, eat, eat. Eat this crap every day! I used to fight in the battlefield, but now I have to sit in jail with these lowly orcs and eat prison food!"

The third warden is very tired of having such subordinates.

But he is too capable and one man can hold off a thousand.

The leader had no choice but to advise:

"Why don't you find someone you like, Jia Jia Cai."

The black bear got even angrier:

"The things that other bears are too lazy to eat become extra dishes for me!"

Then he started to throw things around and left in anger.

At this time, He Fuxi and the others didn't understand what "add more dishes" meant.

But when the black bear came back with a bloody leg, they knew.

"Tsk." The third warden smiled and shook his head: "You are really addicted to this."

Black bear licks lips:

"Aren't you confused? Who is the one who wants to have a meal with me every night before going to bed?"

The third warden tore off a piece of thigh meat and swallowed it in one gulp. While chewing, he said:

"It's really delicious. I'm just worried that if we continue like this, he won't be able to eat it..."

"how come!"

The black bear roughly stuffed the entire calf into its mouth with a greedy look on its face.

"Don't you know that he grows taller the more he eats? Hey, let's just say, how come these low-level beasts are so lucky to have such a talent? If it were given to us..."

A few jailers chatted and laughed, and the atmosphere finally eased.

He Fuxi said nothing and bought a packet of poison from the mall.

After thinking about it, I bought another small tumbleweed.

Just then a strong wind blew by, and she threw the tumbleweeds to the ground, and they rolled away instantly.

"Oh! The grass ball my brother gave me!"

She pretended to be playful and ran into the forest of stone pillars while shouting.

Just as the third warden was about to stop him, Ling Ling handed him a piece of fresh fruit:

"Her brother is on the battlefield, and she misses him terribly, talking about him every day. But she is still a child at heart."

The black bear snorted after hearing this:

"What's so great about going to the battlefield? Children are children, they just want to play around."

In this way, the third warden didn't want to appear to be fussy about a child, so he had to shut up and pretend nothing had happened.

So He Fuxi chased the tumbleweeds until he came to the orc whose blood was dripping and had dyed half of the pillar red.

When I looked at him from a distance, I thought he was very short.

But when I got closer, I found that he should be very tall.

However, either a leg or a hand was missing, the flesh on the shoulder was gouged out, and both ears were missing.

The whole body had been eaten, leaving only the head and torso.

The bloodstains on the stone pillar were layer upon layer, and it was unknown how deep they had penetrated. It had become a bloodstone that had been watered with blood for many years.

The leg he had just cut off was still dripping blood from the cut.

But he lowered his head and his face could not be seen clearly.

"It's indeed the deer tribe." He Fuxi said softly.

"Besides, it was a moose."

The crippled orc moved slightly.

"who are you?"

The sound was as dull as if it came from underground.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that you should get out." He Fuxi said.

However, the voice remained silent:

"I can't go out."

"You must go out." He Fuxi looked at him calmly.

"Because you are the last moose in the world."