Published: March 12, 2025
Chapter 302: The Time for Revenge Has Come
Wells and the others looked at the sleeping Zhao Hai and sighed. Wells turned to Mendez and said, “Sixth brother, take Little Hai back to his tent. Let Laura and the others take good care of him. Don’t let anyone disturb him today.”
Mendez was taken aback and asked, “But what about breakfast?”
Wells sighed again, “Tell everyone to bear with it. Little Hai is too tired; he has worked the hardest these past few days.”
Mendez didn’t say anything more, picked up Zhao Hai, and headed outside. Soon, they arrived at Zhao Hai's tent, where he was handed over to Laura and the others.
When Laura saw Zhao Hai’s condition, she thought he had been injured and quickly laid him down on the ground, then softly called, “Cai'er, Cai'er, come out quickly.”
Cai'er appeared before them in an instant. Laura immediately asked, “Cai'er, what happened? What’s wrong with Brother Hai?”
Cai'er glanced at Zhao Hai and said, “He’s fine; he just fell asleep. Here, let him drink a little water from the space, and he’ll be fine.”
As she spoke, a very thin vine appeared at the corner of Zhao Hai's mouth, extending into his mouth, allowing water from the space to flow through the hollow inside the vine and into Zhao Hai's mouth.
Zhao Hai smacked his lips and slowly opened his eyes. Upon seeing Laura, he was momentarily stunned, then rubbed his head and asked, “Did I just fall asleep?”
Laura looked at Zhao Hai with pain in her eyes and said, “Brother Hai, why do you push yourself so hard? Be careful; what if you fall ill?”
Zhao Hai smiled slightly and replied, “It’s okay, don’t worry. It will only be for these two days; once I’m done, everything will be fine. By the way, I still need to deliver breakfast to them. You didn’t see those captured members of the Herculean Bull Tribe; there are three hundred thousand of them, over a hundred thousand have died, and now there are less than two hundred thousand left, all wearing thin clothing, with no food or water. Those guys from the Bullfighting Tribe are truly excessive.”
As he spoke, Zhao Hai’s expression darkened. He had seen the slaves at King Xiqi’s place; there were many slaves on the prairie, but this was the first time he had seen such treatment towards slaves. This was obviously an attempt to ensure that all members of the Herculean Bull Tribe would die.
Laura and the others were hearing about this for the first time. Zhao Hai had not told them about it before, and now that he mentioned it, they looked at him in surprise.
They had seen the orc tribe slaves and the human race slaves, but they had never seen such a cruel way of treating slaves as that of the Bullfighting Tribe.
While the human race was not kind to their slaves, they would not allow them to die recklessly since slaves were still considered their property. No one wanted to waste their own assets.
As for the orc tribe slaves, to be precise, they were treated slightly better than the human race slaves. So, they never expected that the people of the Bullfighting Tribe would treat the captives of the Herculean Bull Tribe so brutally; it was too vicious.
Zhao Hai sighed, “I now support my brothers in seeking revenge. The Bullfighting Tribe has gone too far. Forget it, let’s not talk about this anymore. I need to go deliver breakfast; I’ll come back to sleep after that.”
Laura and the others nodded. This was their first time realizing the cruelty of war on the Orc Prairie; a defeated race truly had no dignity left and could even face annihilation.
Wells and the others did not expect Zhao Hai to come out to deliver breakfast. After he finished distributing breakfast to everyone, the few of them returned to Wells’ tent. Wells then asked, “Little Hai, why don’t you sleep a little longer? Today we don’t need to hurry, so it doesn't matter if you eat breakfast or not.”
Zhao Hai smiled slightly and said, “It’s fine; if I sleep a bit later, they can eat their fill. There’s nothing wrong with that. Alright, I won’t say more. I’m going back to sleep; don’t call for me today.”