After crossing, I became the mother of all demons [MTL]

Ch 97

The entire oasis is formed around a huge lake in the middle, with lush green trees growing, and greenery can also be seen on the bottom. The lake in the center is very large, and the lake water is extremely clear. In a circle around the lake, you can even see fields with very obvious traces of artificial cultivation.

This place is like a paradise in the middle of the sandy desert that shouldn't exist at all. Everything is so beautiful that it makes people cry.

But such a place that looks like a fairyland has been hidden in the depths of the sandy desert. There is no news about it from the outside world. It seems to be hidden in the box. , Schrödinger's cat.

Orlando stared at the land in front of him, and his originally frowning brows gradually relaxed. On his face, the originally extremely serious and indifferent expression loosened, as if a mass of hard snow had been lifted in a warm environment. It gradually becomes softer.

Could it be that if we took a longer time to visit him, would he already melt into a puddle of water?

...It's kind of scary to put such an association on Orlando.

‌The arrival of Orlando naturally attracted attention.

However, when those people who originally lived here saw that it was Orlando, their original vigilance was completely relaxed, replaced by a warm welcome on their faces, welcoming them to meet again after a long absence The kind of smiles my family members come home with.

"Orlando, are you back?"

"Orlando, I haven't been out for a long time this time. Come home tonight? Let's have meat stew tonight."

"Hey hey hey, of course Orlando should come

Home! But let's talk about Orlando, today, hey! Just caught a basin full of sand scorpions! Come to ‌home, ‌to make spicy scorpion tonight! "

They all seem to have a very good relationship with Orlando. Although most of them seem to be much older than Orlando, they all look at Orlando with undisguised respect and trust.

Obviously, in this oasis, Orlando's status is very high - he is respected by everyone.

But this kind of respect is not the kind of aloofness with a sense of distance. People will respect and obey his orders, but they will not stay away from him and fear him because of this.

"Okay, okay." Someone came out from behind the crowd, "It's not easy for Orlando to come back once. There's still a lot of work here that needs to be decided by him. You don't need to invite him tonight."

The elf who also looked like a boy laughed, but the laughter sounded a bit sinister: "In this world, there is no such thing as a job that is still owed, so you have to eat a big meal first."

"Carol, are you here?"

"Okay, okay, since Carroll said so..."

"Pfft...you have to work hard with Carroll, Orlando!"

If it is possible for an outsider to appear here now, then he will be surprised to find that everyone who appears in this oasis—whether it is an elf or an orc, Whether it is human beings, or sand people of any other race, without exception, they all have the incomparably conspicuous mark left by the slave contract.

Those who live in this oasis and enjoy such rich resources are not any nobles and their families in this desert, but just a group of slaves.

If this is said, what a shocking thing it would be, enough to shake the whole desert.

Orlando and Carroll walked side by side toward the depths of the oasis.

If this oasis owned by slaves is the first absurd thing, then, as the management of the oasis and so many slaves, it is just two teenagers and half-grown boys‌ should be the second ridiculous thing.