1806: C1806 The Civilization Here Was Very Backward

C1806 The Civilization Here Was Very Backward

While Ye Meng and Xiao Miao were talking, they arrived at the town.

Xiao Miao hired a carriage and drove the two of them straight to Tianfeng City.

The distance between the Tianfeng City and the town was quite far. If they walked, it would take at least a day.

Xiao Miao was afraid that Ye Meng might not be able to withstand walking for a day at such a young age. So he deliberately spent a lot of money and hired a horse carriage.

Ye Meng was well aware of this, but he had a better impression of Xiao Miao in his heart.

At least this Xiao Miao did not care if he was the main character or not, but he was indeed a good person.

Just like his father's Xiao Dalian, he was a kind and honest person.

There was no word along the way. Half a day later, the carriage arrived outside Tianfeng City.

According to the rules of Tianfeng City, all foreign means of transportation were prohibited from entering Tianfeng City.

Therefore, Ye Meng and Xiao Miao could only walk into the city.

"Young master, we have arrived at Tianfeng City. Should we look for an inn or take a stroll in Canglan College?"

After getting off the carriage, Xiao Miao asked Ye Meng.

According to his plan, he was going to visit Canglan College first.

However, with Ye Meng present, it would be inappropriate for him to make a decision.

"Let's go to the academy first!"

When Ye Meng heard this, he waved his little hands and said in a baby-like voice.

"Okay!"

Xiao Miao immediately responded happily when he heard Ye Meng's words.

Immediately, the two of them slowly walked towards the Tianfeng City.

Although the security of the Tianfeng City was very tight, the two of them still passed through the checkpoint of the city gate smoothly. There wasn't any plot where the guards would look down on them.

However, this was also normal. Tianfeng City was so big, and the number of people entering and exiting the four city gates every day was no less than a few hundred thousand.

Those guards would come to make things difficult for you after eating and having nothing to do?

"This city is quite lively!"

After entering Tianfeng City, Ye Meng saw the bustling scene in the city and couldn't help but praise.

Although there were many cities in the myriad worlds, they were much bigger than the Heavenly Wind City.

However, other than the Nebula Galaxy where the alliance was located, which had a larger population and was more prosperous, there were also many other cities.

In the other Boundary Field, the population was relatively small. It was rare to see people like Tianfeng City, who were walking in an endless stream.

However, compared to the other worlds, the technology and civilization here were obviously inferior to those in the other worlds.

The most intuitive thing was that the civilization here seemed to still be in the era of slavery.

After walking for a few hundred meters, Ye Meng saw a few vendors openly auctioning off slaves!

"You can sell slaves here?"0

Ye Meng curiously turned to look at Xiao Miao and asked in a childish voice.

Xiao Miao nodded when he heard this, but a trace of disgust flashed across his eyes.

Obviously, this Xiao Miao was extremely disgusted by this system.

"Most of these slaves are civilians captured from enemy countries and defeated countries. Of course, some high-level merchants will even auction off noble slaves!"

"So that's how it is!"

While Ye Meng and Xiao Miao were talking, a group of slave traders appeared not far away from them.

However, this time, when Ye Meng saw them, he suddenly let out a surprised sound.

In the next moment, he quickened his pace and walked over.

When Xiao Miao saw this, a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

"Young Master, this is..."

"I'm going to buy this slave!"

When Ye Meng heard this, he replied and squeezed into the crowd.

Xiao Miao shook his head helplessly. In essence, he disliked the slave trade.

But he also knew that Ye Meng was a noble. Perhaps to a noble, slaves were goods!

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