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Section Five Hundred and Seventieth New Manager

"We didn't have time to do it, you killed them. x You have a lot of vision and the calculation is very accurate. Two people every day, no more or less, happen to be the amount of food our group eats."

"Your selfish practice has troubled us. Do you know that those dead animals are no longer fresh, and they do not have the fat we like or even look forward to. Don't think that we are inferior creatures. Many of my fellow races were dissatisfied with you at that time, thinking that you broke the rules and should kill you and give priority to eating. Haha... If it weren't for my persistence, you wouldn't have lived until now."

Song Caixia, with a pale face, felt that she must have heard it wrong. She stared at the elder of the ferocious corpse. After several seconds, she changed to a more comfortable sitting position and asked in confusion: "You...will you let me continue to live? Won't you eat me?"

These evil corpses did not kill themselves before, and now there seems to be no reason to do so. You should know that in the past, they were naked and were completely unevolved barbarians. Now they have learned more and know how to use the products of civilization... There is a saying that goes very well: civilized people are always easier to deal with than barbarians.

"I plan to give you gifts."

The elder of the evil corpse suddenly changed his tone and became very solemn: "Our ethnic group is very noble. You'd better be very serious and very clear. During this period, I've read a lot of books about you humans. You don't have any respect for food, nor will you be afraid of it. You cultivate food on the land and grazed animals. Of course, you will keep cute animal cubs as pets. Just like you and pamper, there is still no respect. Because you don't think food should be treated like this."

"You may take a dog as a friend, raise a pig you like until old age and die, and then bury it without the mentality of eating them. But this thinking will never expand to all independent individuals in the entire human race. You think that all animals are inferior groups because they are your food."

"This sentence is wonderful! I agree with it. This situation also applies to the relationship between us and you. We are not humans, we feed on you humans. In our eyes, you are the real animals. Therefore, we are noble and more advanced beings than you."

This theory sounds so ridiculous, it's simply nonsense.

However, Song Caixia was unable to argue. Her naked body was now naked, her instinctive shame, the fear of being imprisoned for a long time, and the madness caused by witnessing too much death made her unable to confront the elder of the evil corpse in terms of language.

Doing that is simply a desperate situation.

Even if this arrogant old ferocious corpse said that she was Song Caixia's biological father, she would nod her head frequently like a tumbler to express her approval.

"I can get you to join our ethnic group. Of course, in a way that we can accept."

Join you?

Song Caixia suddenly thought of the word "infection".

The elder of the evil corpse saw through her fear: "Then you think too much. The so-called "joining" is not what you imagined. If you want to reproduce the population, our number will have long controlled the whole world. The high civilization established by you humans is so overwhelming and disorderly about the issue of reproduction. You seem to have never considered the various problems brought about by large-scale reproduction, and never worry about food. But we are different. We are very cautious. The relationship between the quantity of food and the quantity of population is so close that we will not allow the occurrence of famine, and we must eliminate this danger from the root."

“We need an agent.”

The elder of the evil corpse raised a finger: "Your wisdom, your cunning, and your physical advantages as a female animal make me think you are the most suitable guy. You can join us as a human being, not a animal."

Song Caixia was completely confused: "Join you? Why?"

“We need a manager to control other animals.”

The evil corpse elder's cold eyes were enough to see through people's hearts: "You must have heard the word "sheepdog". You should understand what I mean."

Song Caixia couldn't help but shivered: "What do you mean is to let me do the same thing as before?"

The elder of the Fierce Corpse nodded: "We have many ethnic groups. They are all over the world. This is one of the things I have only understood recently. You can become a shepherd dog of our ethnic group. We will catch more wild animals. Your job is to domesticate them. Just like your ancestors in ancient times, domesticate the wild boars, wild goats, rabbits, and pheasants caught in the forest one by one, and become docile and obedient domestic animals now. You humans have a natural advantage in this regard. I have read "Origin of Species" and have read many similar books. Your most successful domestication case is to turn wild wolves into domestic dogs and turn the most ferocious beasts into the most obedient and loyal guardians."

Speaking of this, it is clear that Song Caixia knew that she had no choice: either honestly become their shepherd dog as the elder of the evil corpse, or refuse and die now.

There is no third way.

"I admit your words sound very reasonable."

Song Caixia still had questions: "But I don't understand why you did this? In fact, your previous practice was enough. You captured human prisoners from outside and locked them up and consumed them slowly. Also, I don't know the real concept of "domestication". What are you referring to? Do you make prisoners more obedient? I think a machete is more effective than me."

"I want your human world to restore it to its original state."

The elder of the evil corpse slowly rubbed his fingers, and the center of the vertical pupil released a cold look: "You should live according to your previous habits. Everyone has their own jobs, and everyone has their own place in society. No matter how noble, rich, lowly, or poor, they are the driving force for the normal operation of human society. You can build factories, farm fields, and live in the way you like. All of this is an indispensable circle for domesticating animals."

"Only by continuing to cultivate the land and harvest food, the livestock population can continue to expand, and we have more food sources. This is actually the same as raising pigs with feed. This city needs a human manager, and we will make you the mayor. You have to rebuild the hospital and let more female livestock give birth to children. You have to establish a complete nutrition supply system to ensure the growth and development of newborns. Schools must also resume normal operation... Don't look at me with surprise. I like your human knowledge, which is probably because we were humans. There is another very important reason why knowledgeable humans have much better taste than illiterate. They are more delicious and have more tender meat."

These words made Song Caixia shudder. She then understood the meaning of the evil corpse elder’s remarks about the school.

It sounds a bit complicated in literally, but the truth is very simple: most people who are successful in their studies are mental workers, and illiterate can only undertake physical work. The two humans' work and living environments are completely different. According to the concept of food classification of evil corpses, of course, people who are white and fat and rarely have physical activities are more delicious.

“It’s a balance!”

The elder of the evil corpse continued to answer Song Caixia's doubts: "In order to fight the disaster, you humans have prepared sperm freezing warehouses in advance. For our population to reproduce, food cannot be extinct. You can establish a complete set of reward and punishment mechanisms to distinguish between hard-working people and lazy guys. We don't like guys with muscles. They taste very hard and even have some teeth chewing. You can pay their high salary, and the lazy guys will leave it to us for disposal. If you can provide enough daily fat animals with an average weight of more than hundreds of kilograms, your position in our group will become more and more reliable. Believe me, you'd better do what I said."

The fear was disappearing little by little from Song Caixia's mind.

She was no longer as scared as before, and no longer felt that the elder of the ferocious corpse was a hungry beast. Even the shame caused by not wearing clothes on her body completely faded.

“It sounds like I have a lot to do.”

Song Caixia began to bargain: "I can help you. But I don't understand, what else can I get besides being alive?"

The elder of the evil corpse laughed "hahahahaha" and his sharp fangs were so obvious in the middle of his open lips: "I knew you would ask about this. OK! You can get this city. You may even get more cities in the future. All the wealth here is yours. Gold, banknotes, houses... In short, it's fine as long as you like anything you like. Because they are meaningless to us, I really don't know how you humans have developed this unique value? Those things cannot be eaten or drunk, but everyone wants them."

Song Caixia felt a little nervous: "In the future, you can get more cities... Are you planning to start a war? Between your races? Do you want to occupy other cities?"

"There is this plan, but it's not sure yet."

The elder of the evil corpse did not hide his thoughts: "Farmers are a necessary resource for our survival. Similar to other cities, they also need them. You are very smart, and there is a high possibility that war will break out between us. But it will definitely not be the case now. Because we are not sure whether there will be disputes. Perhaps, we can use your human methods to reach a consensus through negotiation."

"I believe you will be an excellent manager. Because for now, I have not found a second animal who is more cunning, smarter, and more unscrupulous than you, to achieve your goals."
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