New Citizens

"Whether human or Demi-humans, I make no difference."

"I am different from other lords. As long as you can obey my orders and firmly believe in the Ork God."

Chen Changhe's voice echoed across the square, his gaze sweeping over each slave as if to convey his resolve to them.

"As long as you work hard and live honestly, you will be my good subjects and will be under my protection."

He paused, then continued, "This is the Northlands, and as you can see, Corruption Mists permeates the area surrounding this territory."

Chen Changhe's tone became heavy, making the slaves clearly aware of how dangerous their environment was.

"Therefore, do not attempt to escape. Even without the Slave Contract, this Corruption Mists alone is enough to turn you into terrifying monsters through pain and torment."

His words carried an air of authority that deterred anyone from easily challenging him.

However, his tone then changed, carrying a hint of promise:

"However, as long as you obey my orders and work for me obediently, swearing in the name of the Ork God, I will surely grant you freedom and glory!"

Chen Changhe noticed that the slaves' emotions began to fluctuate, especially those of the Demi-humans. Many of them had red eyes, with tears welling up in their eyes.

For their race, freedom and glory were things so unattainable, and now, this lord was personally promising them them—how could they not be excited?

They never dreamed that they would have such an opportunity after being brought to the Northlands.

Chen Changhe was like a shining light, successfully igniting the long-dormant flame of desire deep within the slaves' hearts, allowing them to glimpse the exhilarating dawn of happiness.

This perfectly confirms the goal he hoped to achieve.

How to conquer this intricate and complex dimensional world remains a mystery to him, leaving him completely bewildered and clueless.

At this moment, all he can do is try his best to develop and manage his territory.

By continuously acquiring more devout believers and drawing an inexhaustible source of faith power from them, we can cultivate more exceptionally powerful God's Chosen.

Because every believer is of vital importance and indispensable to him.

It wasn't until this point that his lord's panel changed.

Name: Chen Changhe (Wang Zizhen)

Occupation: Lord

Territory: Blackwater Fief

Signed God's Chosen: Julia

Population: 3087

Development level: 60 (Above average)

Happiness level: 45 (Disappointment and depression)

Environmental value: -96 (Fully corrosive, uninhabitable)

Probability of the God's Chosen appearing: 0.003

Lord Talent: Mini-map (can detect surrounding creatures, exclusive talent)

Ork God (the ability to transform other gods 'God's Chosen into Ork God's God's Chosen; the target God's Chosen must be in a state of being unable to resist during the transformation).

Ork Conversion (Occupying territory grants Orkification; the inhabitants of the territory will gradually acquire Orkification over time, continuously improving their physical attributes, recovery abilities, and resistance to abnormal statuses.)

Although Ma Dexiang had obtained Slave Contract with these slaves a long time ago.

However, they were never recognized as subjects of the territory.

Just now, after Chen Changhe delivered a passionate and inspiring speech, the situation took a dramatic turn.

They finally gained the status of being citizens of the territory.

Once they are considered subjects by default, the Orkification Lord Talent takes effect on them.

The Waaagh Power, which filled the territory, began to transform the slaves. This power was like a torrent, sweeping over the bodies and souls of every slave.

Under the baptism of the power of waaaagh, the slaves' bodies began to undergo astonishing changes.

Their muscles gradually swelled, brimming with power; their bones became harder, able to withstand greater pressure; their breathing became deep and powerful, as if they could breathe fire.

Especially those Demi-humans slaves.

Their bestial features began to diminish, and apart from retaining their animal ears, they no longer looked much different from normal humans.

However, the power within them is far more terrifying, far surpassing that of one of the sources of their bloodline— the Beastfolk.

The speed of this transformation was astonishing; it was completed almost in the blink of an eye.

The slaves' originally weak bodies became incredibly strong in the blink of an eye, and their strength increased exponentially.

They are no longer the slaves of the past, but a group of warriors full of fighting spirit and strength!

"By the Ork God Oak!"

"Waaaaagh!"

"Plop plop~"

The slaves immediately knelt down, trembling with excitement, wishing they could offer up their hearts.

On their journey to Blackwater Fief, they heard the people of Blackwater Fief speak of the Ork God Waaaaagh on several occasions.

In their conversation, the Ork God is the greatest deity in the world.

Whenever Ma Dexiang rested, she would have everyone loudly recite the Waaagh Codex in front of the slaves.

But they had never taken this claim seriously before.

This dimension contains far too many gods.

Almost every lord under a deity would claim that the deity they worshipped was different from others.

However, they are all essentially the same.

For these lowly, impoverished slaves, faith in deities seemed like an unattainable dream.

That was a matter of concern to those high-ranking lords and God's Chosen selected by the gods.

These slaves only needed to focus on meeting their basic survival needs—being fed and clothed, and striving to live—and all their energy was already exhausted.

After all, no matter how powerful and holy the gods are, their blessings and good fortune often only come to lords and God's Chosen.

The slaves were acutely aware of their status and position, understanding that the gap between them and the gods was as vast as heaven and earth.

They are merely the lowest rungs of this world, silently enduring the hardships and suffering of life every day.

Like ants crushed at the foot of a heavy mountain, they are insignificant and powerless to resist.

They are a group of people forgotten by the gods.

However, fate took an astonishing turn at this moment.

Upon merely arriving in Blackwater Fief, these humble people received a blessing from the Ork God — Divine Power Blessing!

"Such a miracle..."

Some people murmured to themselves, their voices filled with awe and wonder.

"How magnificent!"

They were so moved that tears welled up in their eyes, as if they had seen a glimmer of hope.

Those who had once suffered oppression were now filled with intense emotion.

They felt an unprecedented surge of power welling up inside them, filling them with anticipation for the future.

This Divine Power not only gave them courage and confidence, but also gave them the opportunity to change their destiny.

And they knew this wasn't an illusion.

The change in their physical strength is so real that they can now easily kill a tiger.