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At ten in the evening, the shed emitted all kinds of earth-shaking sounds.

Bao Ye, who hadn't slept for a long time, looked at the wooden board above his head. He quietly waited for the guard on the opposite bed to fall asleep, then he cast a spell on Wu Tie who was on the next bed, then quietly got up and went to Old Luo's bedside.

He looked at the slave sleeping beside the bed, gently lifted the quilt from Old Luo's waist, and with the help of the light from outside, he saw that the wound on Old Luo's waist was badly infected, his skin was festering and was emitting a rotten smell.

He quickly took out a small bottle from his left side pocket. Inside the bottle was a medicine made from white clover herb.

After Bao Ye twisted the cap off the bottle, he used God Power to first remove the wound line, and then poured the solution onto the wound. Bao Ye twisted the cap off the bottle, and first used God Power to remove the wound line, and then poured the solution on the wound.

He then took out a small bottle of body tonifying medicine from his right pocket and pinched Old Luo's cheeks to open his mouth and pour the medicine into it.

"Ugly Slave, oh Ugly Slave, I'm here to repay your debt."

If he had not planned to stay here for a long time, he would not have spent so much effort.

Old Luo swallowed the body nourishing medicine and coughed a few times.

The slave that was lying on the bed and had not entered deep sleep heard the sound and was jolted awake.

He looked at Old Luo, but noticed a black shadow standing on the other side of the bed. Old Luo looked at Old Luo, but he noticed a black shadow standing on the other side of the bed.

The other slaves woke up one after another.

"What happened?"

"Fuck, who's screaming in the middle of the night? Are you even going to let me sleep? "

"You guys are so noisy."

Someone quickly pulled the light out of the shed. Everyone could not stand the light anymore and squinted their eyes.

Seeing that the person across the bed was Bao Ye, the slave guarding Old Luo's face changed dramatically: "Ugly Slave, it's you! What do you want to do with Old Luo? "

When everyone heard the name 'Ugly Slave', they instantly woke up and looked in the direction of Bao Ye.

"Ugly Slave, what the f * ck did you do now? All you did was not harm anyone and you're just feeling uncomfortable, right?" Du Peng angrily ran over and pushed Bao Ye to the ground.

Xiao Wei said angrily, "Peng Ge, Ugly Slave can't stay any longer. With him around, our lives are at risk at any time."

"Right, with him here, we won't be able to rest at ease for a day."

"Kill him."

The other slaves were also afraid that they would die in Ugly Slave's hands one day, so they also agreed: "Kill him, kill him, kill him."

The nearby shed's slaves were woken up by their shouts. They ran to Bao Ye's shed to watch and hear what happened.

"Alright, if I don't kill him today, then I won't be surnamed Du." Du Peng took out the crowbar from his bed, raised it and swung it towards Bao Ye.

At this moment, Old Luo suddenly sat up and coughed loudly.

Everyone was stunned.

"Cough, cough …" The unconscious Old Luo was woken up by the noise. When he saw the crowd, he asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

When Du Peng and Xiao Wei saw Old Luo's rosy complexion return, they were shocked, "Old Luo, you're not dead?"

This... This is too... How strange!

Putting aside the fact that Ugly Slave didn't hurt Old Luo, in the case of Old Luo, he was obviously going to die.

"Me? "Die?" Old Luo recalled the incident where he was injured. He quickly pulled up the blanket to take a look and the cut on the corner of the cabinet was gone. "Huh? Am I not injured? Where's the wound? Why is the wound gone? "

With such a severe wound, it was impossible for the wound to disappear without medication.

The other slaves looked at Old Luo's waist that didn't have any wound on it in surprise.

Xiao Wei walked over to check Old Luo's body. He opened his eyes in disbelief and said, "Peng Ge, Old Luo's injury is really gone."

Du Peng touched the place where Old Luo was previously injured: "Does it hurt?"

Old Luo shook his head. "It doesn't hurt."

"Do you really not know how you recovered from your injuries?"

"I really don't know."

"I, I know." A timid voice sounded from behind the crowd.

Everyone looked back, Jiang Yu raised his hand and said, "I know what Old Luo's injury is like."

"If you know, why aren't you telling me?"

"It's him …" Jiang Yu pointed to Bao Ye, who was still sitting on the ground, "He applied the medicine for Old Luo."

Bao Ye lowered his eyelids to block the flashing light in his eyes.

"Impossible." Du Peng did not believe that Ugly Slave would apply medicine to Old Luo.

"I saw it with my own eyes." Jiang Yu was afraid that everyone would think that he was lying, so he hurriedly told them everything he had seen just now. "At that time, I just happened to wake up and saw Ugly Slave sitting up and walking towards Old Luo …"

Xiao Wei said angrily, "You saw him walk towards Old Luo, why didn't you make a sound? Aren't you afraid that he will kill Old Luo? "

Jiang Yu felt extremely wronged. "I wanted to call you guys too, but when I woke up with my hands and feet weak and my mouth not listening to me, what should I call you? At the back, I saw Ugly Slave acting like he was applying medicine on Old Luo, so I didn't call you guys. I was afraid, I was afraid to wake you guys up, you wouldn't let Ugly Slave apply medicine on Old Luo. "

If Ugly Slave hadn't changed a lot in the past few days, he wouldn't have let Ugly Slave apply medicine on Old Luo.

Everyone: "..."

That's right, if Jiang Yu woke them up, they would definitely stop Ugly Slave's actions.

Xiao Wei and Jiang Yu looked at each other.

In other words, they misunderstood Ugly Slave.

At this time, Bao Ye stood up and asked, "Are you still going to kill me? "If you don't want to kill me again, then scram."

"…" Du Peng held the crowbar tightly. He might not be able to hit him or not, but Ugly Slave, who saved him, made him unable to.

The others looked at each other in dismay. Ugly Slave had healed Old Luo's wound, so it would be unreasonable for him to beat someone to death.

Xiao Wei glared at Bao Ye: "Since you have the injurious drug, why didn't you take it out earlier?"

"I spent a lot of effort in the past few days to find the medicine and then made it myself." Bao Ye cast a sidelong glance at him. "Even if I brought it out earlier, would you believe that it's a injurious drug that can temper good people?"

Xiao Wei: "..."

He didn't believe it.

He only thought that Bao Ye wanted to poison Old Luo to death.

Bao Ye pushed him away and sat on Old Luo's bed, holding down Old Luo's crippled leg.

Everyone was shocked: "Ugly Slave, what are you trying to do?"

Bao Ye looked at them and asked Old Luo, "Do you want to cure your leg?"

Old Luo stared at him warily with his resentful eyes and said in a deep voice, "If you didn't break my leg, who would be willing to be a cripple?"

"It'll hurt a little later, bear with it." Bao Ye didn't wait for him to react and quickly broke his lame leg.

"AHH@@

Everyone tensed up.

"Ugly Slave, what the f * ck are you trying to do?" Du Peng hurriedly raised the crowbar and placed it against Bao Ye's neck. "Let go of Old Luo. Otherwise, I'll have your head move."

Bao Ye ignored his threat and quietly used God Power to reconnect Old Luo's leg. Then, he helped him repair his muscles and bones so that his leg would be more nimble than before. "Alright, get up and take a look."

Old Luo felt a bit strange. It was obviously so painful that he didn't even have the strength to speak, yet after half a minute, all the pain disappeared.

He stood up and walked on foot like a normal person under the astonished gaze of the crowd, no longer limping.

Old Luo could not hold back his joy: "My leg is healed! My legs are healed. "

He had thought that he would end up crippled for life, but he had never expected to have the chance to return to being a normal person. He could not help but jump around in joy.

Bao Ye quietly went back to his bed while everyone was focusing on Old Luo.

"Since when did Ugly Slave become so powerful? Not only can it cure a person's leg, but it can also concoct its own medicine. "His medicine is so amazing, it can heal serious wounds in an instant. If we were to receive it in the future, wouldn't we be able to find him for treatment as well …" After being surprised, the slaves began to discuss the matter.

"What is it? What are you all doing? It's bedtime, what are you doing up? Do you want to rebel? " Deacon Lin shouted angrily from outside the shed.

Seeing that Deacons had come, the slaves spread out like a swarm of bees and went back to their respective shed to sleep.

Deacon Lin was standing outside the door of the shed that Bao Ye lived in. Seeing Old Luo run like a dragon and live like a tiger on the spot, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As Deacons, who was in charge of managing the shed, he naturally knew how serious Old Luo's injuries were. Furthermore, he planned to send the person to some other place tomorrow for him to slowly die before burning them in the corpse pit.

"Old Luo, you …" Deacon Lin looked at Old Luo's waist. The wound had disappeared. This was unbelievable.

Old Luo couldn't hold back his joy, "Deacon Lin, I'm fine, even my legs are healed now."

Deacon Lin immediately asked: "How are you doing?"

"Yes …" Old Luo's smile lessened when he thought of Ugly Slave.

His leg was caused by Ugly Slave, so he didn't want to tell others who cured him.

Deacon Lin noticed the strange expressions on Old Luo's and the others' faces and stopped probing further. "It's a good thing that the waist and leg injuries have all been healed. It's not early yet. Everyone go to bed early. We still need to work tomorrow morning."

It was rare that Deacon Lin didn't punish them, so everyone quickly went back to bed and the shed calmed down.

Deacon Lin pulled out the lights for them.

Bao Ye, who was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes and smiled.

A few days ago, he didn't immediately take out the medicine to save Old Luo. Just as he said, no one would believe that he would kindly take out the medicine to save someone and even throw it away. He intentionally dragged out a few days before taking out the medicine to save the boss, making them think that his medicine was hard to find.

He woke Jiang Yu up so that Jiang Yu could prove for himself that he was the one who took the medicine to cure Old Luo. He also wanted everyone to have a better impression of him.

He believed that after this incident, everyone wouldn't shout at him like when he first arrived. The slaves who did not hate him might still respect him or defend him, or even come to him because he knew how to concoct medicine.

The next morning, all the slaves knew that 'Ugly Slave' could make medicine to save people and cure their legs. Those who didn't know Ugly Slave started to pay attention to 'Ugly Slave', and those who knew Ugly Slave didn't believe that he would cure other people's legs.

That morning, Bao Ye went to Fallen Forest again.

This time, he was still gathering herbs on the outskirts of the forest. The herbs he picked back were still the same herbs, if he wanted to gather more types of herbs, he would have to enter the forest. However, he didn't have much time left, if he entered the forest, he would probably be caught by the Devil Dweller or Demoness.

After Bao Ye finished harvesting the medicine and had his lunch, Deacons found him and said, "Ugly Slave, report to the office on the tenth floor at 2pm in the afternoon."

Bao Ye was puzzled: "Report?"

"From today onwards, the Lord will patrol the construction site every day. In the future, you will be responsible for his service. Whatever he wants you to do, you can do."

Ol 'Six and the others looked at Bao Ye in envy.

This was a great chance to raise the level of a slave. If he served his master well and made him happy, he might even be bestowed a favor and get rid of his servant.

Bao Ye pointed at his own ugly face: "I'm afraid that I will scare the master when I look like this."

"If you scare him, you're dead." Deacons snorted coldly and turned around to leave while muttering, "I really didn't know that he got lucky and made him serve his master."

Bao Ye didn't understand why he was so scary. Why was he looking for him to serve his master? If he was looking for someone, he should look for someone with good looks in order to please his master.

Ol 'Six and the others immediately congratulated Bao Ye. If he was better than Deacons, he would have more face than Deacons, but Bao Ye would rather clean up than serve the master who could punish him at any time.

At 2 PM in the afternoon, Bao Ye still arrived at the tenth floor on time.

People working on the tenth floor frowned when they saw Bao Ye.

Bao Ye asked politely, "Everyone, Deacons, which office is Master in?"

Someone pointed to the innermost office.

Bao Ye walked to the door of the office. He first touched his own face to make sure there were no purulent blood on it, then he knocked on the door.

The office door opened automatically.

Bao Ye pushed the door open, "Mistress, it's Ugly Slave. I'm coming in."

"Yes." His voice was filled with a hint of a smile.

Bao Ye prayed that this person was easy to get along with and walked into the office. When he saw a male and female face, he was stunned for a moment: "It's you."

The god's disease was actually the owner of this construction site?

Yesterday, he felt that there was something wrong with his smile, so it turned out that he was waiting for him here.

However, in Ugly Slave's memory, the person who told Ugly Slave was not the owner, nor was it the person who arranged for him to work at the construction site.

"Are you the owner of this construction site?"

Dong Lingce smiled, "Didn't you already know yesterday?"

"Yesterday?" Bao Ye rolled his eyes, "I thought you were also a VIP yesterday."

"It's not too late to know now."

Bao Ye had a face full of doubt: "Are you really the owner of the construction site? "But you're not the same person who brought me here to work."

Dong Lingce leaned lazily on the back of the sofa and said, "That person knows my Deacons. Because he doesn't have any easy job, let my Deacons put you here."

"Well, what do you want me to do here? You really want me to serve you? "Then I must tell you, I will not serve anyone.

"You don't need to wait on me. You can just help me water the flowers and clean them up."

Bao Ye looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

"Is there a need to lie to you?"

Bao Ye was not that easy to deal with: "You only need to use one spell to solve this, right? Why did you use me? "

"I like people to do it themselves."

Wu Jingjing stared at him suspiciously for a moment. He then went out to find a bucket to wipe the cloth. While wiping the table, he observed Dong Lingce: "I've known you for so many days, I still don't know your surname."

"Dong Lingce." Dong Lingce looked at him, then looked at the red rope bracelet on his wrist.

"His surname is Dongling?"

"Yes!"

Bao Ye was a bit disappointed. If the other party wasn't his father, then who was his father?

Dong Lingce pointed at the bookcase and said, "Wipe that place."

Bao Ye washed the cloth in his hands and wiped the bookcase. He just finished wiping a grid, then heard Dong Lingce tell him to clean the flower pot. He also said that the floor under his feet was dirty and told him to bring a cloth over to wipe it.

Bao Ye washed the cloth and came over to take a look. The floor under his feet was not dirty at all, but he was kneeling on the ground with a rag in his hand.

Just as he was about to wipe the floor, he saw a hint of a teasing smile flash across Dong Lingce's eyes. He immediately understood that Dong Lingce was playing around with him in order to make him kneel down.

He snappily threw the cleaning rag back into the bucket, stood up and coughed, then spat on his two palms. He rubbed his saliva into his hands and said, "Mistress, I see that your hair is in a mess, this little one will help you tidy it up, I guarantee you will be beautiful and handsome, and bewitch the future mistress."

Dong Lingce's mouth twitched and he quickly grabbed onto Bao Ye's hand. Then, he saw the red rope bracelet on his wrist emit a red light.

He raised his head and looked at Bao Ye.

"What?" Bao Ye was confused.

Dong Lingce let him go and walked out of the room. He closed the office door and the red light on his bracelet dimmed.

Dong Lingce opened the office door and the red light on his bracelet lit up again. He turned around and walked out.

Bao Ye felt like he was a child playing Open Door and Close Door, going out and coming in and going out again.

When Dong Lingce came in for the last time, he didn't go out. He walked up to Bao Ye and stood still.

Bao Ye felt uncomfortable being stared at: "Why are you staring at me? Haven't you had enough of my face? "

"…" Dong Lingce raised his hand: "Touch it."

"Why?"

Dong Lingce directly grabbed his hand and put it on the bracelet, but the bracelet darkened.

Bao Ye poked his bracelet with his fingertips. "Why isn't it lit up?"

Dong Lingce squinted, "Maybe it failed. You should go out first."

Bao Ye was covered in perspiration. He had just started doing hygiene, why did he kick him out?

He waited outside the office for half an hour. Seeing that Dong Lingce didn't call him in, he went back to the first floor.

Seeing him, Ol 'Six said excitedly: "Lord Bao, dinner time, I'll take you to a place to meet someone."

Bao Ye was curious, "Who are you bringing me to see?"

"If you go, you'll know."

"Isn't there a rule that slaves must return to the slave quarters after dinner? Where can you take me? "

"Don't worry, someone has already told Deacon Zhu and Deacon Lin about your late return on your behalf. They won't make things difficult for you."

Bao Ye raised his eyebrows. He had never told the others that the people who were in charge of him were Deacon Zhu and Deacon Lin, but the sixth brother knew about the matters regarding Deacons. It was obvious that the person he was going to meet was someone special.

When it was dinner time, Bao Ye was dragged out of the building by Ol 'Six without eating. They got into a red car and left the construction site.

The one driving the car was a young woman with the word 'Li' on her face. It was high level slave. His hair was dyed red and yellow.

Bao Ye nudged high level slave's hand and whispered, "Sixth, you can do it. Not only is there a car, but also high level slave is your driver."

The sixth brother said embarrassedly, "I'm just a lowly slave, where would I find a car?"

"Then this is …"

"The driver's name is Sister Jing, and the car belongs to her. My sister told her to come and pick me up."

"Your sister? You still have a sister? "

Ol 'Six nodded: "Yes, I also have a sister. They are both high level slave."

"So your sister wants to see me? Why would she want to see me? "

"My sister and my sister want to see you. They live in area of disorder."

area of disorder's house was still in its old age and high level slave's residence. They did not have a master, nor did they form a team with others. They were unfettered, disorganized, often bunched up over small things, and often gathered together to search for the resources of life.

As the car drove into area of disorder, Bao Ye immediately felt the atmosphere becoming tenser. With the road they were on as the boundary line, high level slave on the left was like a group of demons and devils, his hair was dyed with different colors, his clothes were also very gorgeous, and there were even some encouraging rock music playing.

They danced and swayed to the music, and there were mahjong players playing mahjong, gambling on size, looking messy.

high level slave, who was on the right side, was very quiet. They liked to look at people in a daze, or play with the weapons in their hands. They were all dressed in black, even the nail polish on their hands was black.

The people on both sides of the street looked discordant, but they were all looking at the same place with tacit understanding. When a car came in, they would stop what they were doing and watch it go by until they could no longer see it.

Bao Ye asked curiously: "This is the area of disorder?"

"Yes, have you never been here?"

"Nope." In Ugly Slave's memory, he had only heard about the area of disorder, but he had never been here. Ugly Slave's brother wouldn't bring him to such a chaotic place.

"Then you can just stroll around here. Otherwise, with our status as low-level slaves, it would be difficult to come by here."

Low level slaves were not free to go anywhere they wanted, just like how high level slave had to speak kindly to Deacons if they could come here.

At this moment, Sister Jing stopped the car. "We're here."