Chapter 106 Is it better to be a slave? (Please subscribe~)

Zeli called out Janna's name.

The blue bird flapped its wings slightly, as if to show her kindness in a humane way.

"Oh? Do you recognize Janna?" The man glanced at the walkman hanging on her waist: "It seems that you have the volume "Janna's Thoughts", right?"

"Yeah." Zeli nodded.

"Then have you heard about it?" The man took the initiative to chat with him very enthusiastically.

"I heard it." Zeli replied.

"What do you think?" The man, like a teacher checking her homework after class, even asked her what she thought after listening to the class.

"I" Zeli answered honestly, "I just think it's quite boring."

The man was silent for a while.

Then he muttered to himself: "It seems that we need to find a way to design a set of theoretical textbooks for children that are easier to understand."

Zeli couldn't understand what he was talking about either.

She doesn't really want to talk to strangers now. She just wants to talk to an acquaintance at the food stall about her troubles.

However, the cute blue bird attracted her instinctively.

But the food stall uncle guarded Zeli very vigilantly and reminded her: "Don't talk to this man, he is a Picheng guy!"

"Why do you say that?" The man was slightly startled.

He was obviously wearing the most ordinary Zu'an work clothes, so why did he separate from the crowd without knowing it?

"Very few people in Zaun keep pets," the food stall man replied.

They also raise rats, beetles, small devil swamp frogs and so on.

Pets like bluebirds are too precious for the Zaun people to keep.

"No wonder." The man reacted belatedly: "I said everyone looks at me wrong."

"What are you, a Picheng guy, doing here in Zaun?" the food stall man asked again warily.

"I'm not from Pi City. My name is Li Wei, and I'm from Zaan who came back from Pi City." Li Wei introduced himself.

"Zunites from Piltover?"

Yes, this is even more annoying.

Most of the Zaun people who moved to Piltover looked down upon their poor relatives back home.

Naturally, the Zaunites also hate these honorable Piltover people who think they are superior to others.

"Tch! Why are you coming back after you've already run away? Why, you were holding Pitchie's stinky feet on the other side of the canal and were driven back by the law enforcement officer?" The uncle at the food stall sneered.

"Haha, almost." Levi explained ambiguously.

In fact, he had no other purpose in returning to Zu'an this time. He just came to Za'an for on-site inspection.

Although the Leaders had already dispatched an investigation team in the past month as a precaution, they managed to conduct a sufficiently detailed grassroots investigation into their hometown of Zuan, which they were about to return to.

But Levi was not content to sit in his office and read investigative reports.

And "he" has left Zaun for more than two years. What kind of Zaun is it now, he has to come and see for himself.

"In short, it's not easy to get along in Pi City. If you want to gain a firm foothold, you still have to return to Zaun."

"Zuan, this vast world, has a lot to offer!"

"Ha." The uncle at the food stall smiled disdainfully: "We have already returned to Zu'an, and there is still a lot to do!"

"Why are you guys like this when you come back from Pi City? You couldn't stay any longer and were driven back, and you still have to pretend when you come back."

"I think you'd better shut your mouth quickly and eat your marsh frog!"

As he spoke, he rinsed the "Ten Thousand Bowls" with a cold face in the turbid water tank, grabbed a few chunks of sticky devil's claw frog meat with his unwashed hands, and picked out the delicious food that had been marinated for many years.

He stirred a large amount of spices with his fingers, then put them in a wet bowl and handed them to Levi.

Levi didn't hesitate, took it and ate it.

It tastes quite delicious.

There are no chopsticks, knives and forks available at the stall, so you just grab them with your hands.

"Okay, at least he's still a Zaun."

The food stall uncle looked at him with a slightly calmer look.

Then he stopped paying attention to Li Wei, turned around and instantly put on a smiling face and looked at the little girl Zeli:

"Zeli, why do you look so bad today?"

"Are you sick?"

"No." Zeli lay on the food stall with a sluggish expression, her green ponytails hanging down.

"Here's what happened." She told Chuck's story in a haggard and feeble tone.

After listening to this story, everyone

No reaction at all.

Whether it's the food stall man or Levi, who has the memory of the original owner, everyone is used to this kind of thing.

Only the blue bird lowered his head slightly, silently saddened by this tragic story.

"Uncle." Zelie pouted and asked the uncle at the food stall: "What do you think I should do? Should I try to go to the Gorask Industrial factory to rescue Chuck?"

"What?!" The food stall man was shocked.

He did know that Zeli could do magic, but he also knew how much Zeli weighed now.

If she went to Lenata's side to save people, wouldn't that mean she would bring her whole family to death?

"No, absolutely not!"

The uncle at the food stall objected strongly at first, but then quickly reacted and changed his explanation to the stubborn Zeli:

"Zelie, actually. You really don't have to worry about Chuck."

"I'm not worried about him?" Zelie's eyes widened: "Chuck is going to be a slave!"

"What's wrong with being a slave?"

The uncle at the food stall actually answered like this.

His expression was natural and his tone was firm, and it didn't look like he was making sarcastic remarks at all.

"Then, that's a slave." Zeli was shocked and puzzled: "Can being a slave still be a good thing?"

Levi on the side also silently put down the Demon Marsh Frog Meat in his hand, and interjected with a subtle expression: "Uncle, have you ever been a slave?"

"No." If he had been a slave, how could he be here freely now?

"Then have you seen what the life of Zaun's slaves is like?" Li Wei asked again.

"Ahem. No." Slave workers are usually locked up tightly in the factory, so how can he have the chance to see them?

"Then why do you still say that Chuck will be fine!" Zelie couldn't help but ask.

"This." The food stall uncle also had a reason: "You'll know when you think about it——"

"Normally, when I work in a factory, I have to work for more than ten hours every day. I don't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes all day long. I don't even make much money. I have to be bullied and beaten by the foreman in the factory every day."

“How can one’s life be worse than this when being a slave laborer?”

The factory in Zaun is a 19th century flesh and blood mill with a pure old British style.

Compared with the life of workers in Zaun, there is no place in Runeterra where life is bad.

"But this doesn't mean that slave laborers are better off than workers?" Li Wei helped Zeli question: "While they sell their blood and sweat like ordinary workers, they don't even have the most basic personal freedoms."

"Don't you think that they will only live a worse life than ordinary workers?"

"That's not necessarily the case!" The man at the food stall explained his opinion seriously: "Slaves and workers are different."

"Slaves are the property of their owners, while workers are merely employees."

"When the workers are exhausted, just recruit another batch. But when the slave dies, the slave owner's property is gone. Just think about it, who doesn't feel sorry for his own property?"

This sounds reasonable at first glance.

Ozawa was stunned for a moment after being told this.

The man at the food stall quickly continued: "I think those who are slave owners will feed their slaves and give them clothes no matter what. If the slaves are sick, the masters may even give them medical treatment."

"Otherwise, if the slaves starve to death or die of illness, won't they lose money?"

As we continue to talk about it, slavery is almost being described as a welfare society with free room and board and free medical care.

It sounds like being a free worker in Zaun is worse than being a slave.

The more Zelie listened, the more confused she became, and unknowingly she truly believed that her friend Chuck was going to live a good life as a slave.
To be continued...