Chapter 143: Humans as Slaves and Food

Just as Qin Hao was on a killing spree, an Ancient Demon dragged out a scantily clad human woman. Her body was covered in wounds, and blood mixed with filth trailed down from her lower body along her snow-white thighs.

"Human, stop your attack, or I'll kill her."

The woman looked at Qin Hao, and suddenly, a glimmer of hope burst forth in her eyes.

A powerful conviction was transmitted to Qin Hao, triggering a reaction from the Hero System.

[Rescue Female]
Females nurture life and are the foundation of reproduction, playing a crucial role in the continuation of the race. Rescue them.
Mission Reward: 200 Hero Points per rescue.

This mission had once randomly appeared when he encountered Lin Keer.

However, circumstances had changed.

Back then, he could not stomach Lei Yunzhou's actions, so he saved Lin Keer. But now, he looked down on all the survivors of Oceania.

Even if some of them had no idea about and never participated in the siege against the heroes.

Therefore, Qin Hao would not stop what he was doing. As for whether that woman lived or died, it was up to fate.

Qin Hao unleashed a strike, astral energy surging, causing the Star-Slaying Divine Weapon to erupt with a ten-meter-long sword Qi that slashed directly toward the Ancient Demon's arm.

Almost instinctively, the Ancient Demon let go of the human in his grasp to avoid having his arm chopped off.

Gaining her freedom, the woman scrambled away from the Ancient Demon's attack range almost immediately, her face etched with terror.

She was a tier-two evolutionist; otherwise, having suffered such inhuman abuse, she would have already perished. How could she still be alive? Though heavily injured, even if she had to crawl, she did not want to die.

Qin Hao ignored the woman and continued his massacre.

Gradually, these Ancient Demons realized how terrifying Qin Hao was and all fled in panic.

Those who could not escape were destined to die by Qin Hao's hands.

In just half an hour, Qin Hao slaughtered another five hundred Ancient Demons.

Absorbing the blood of these five hundred Ancient Demons to strengthen his physique, he felt his life force advance another step.

Still, it was not enough.

Reaching the evolutionary limit of tier-four life force required far too immense an amount of power.

Qin Hao swept the battlefield as usual.

Human resources were scarce right now, completely incomparable to the various invading races. But even if we lack guns and artillery, the enemy will manufacture them for us—only by killing them could one acquire more treasures.

Qin Hao collected the star energy crystals and obtained over a dozen spatial equipment items. One of them actually possessed a spatial device with a hundred-meter side length, identical in internal dimensions to the divine-level spatial ring in Qin Hao's possession.

Clearly, on an Earth where star energy had not yet been revived, the spatial ring in Qin Hao's hand could indeed be called a divine artifact. But in the hands of the advanced Ancient Demon civilization, this divine-grade device was merely used for transporting bulky cargo.

This thing was used to transport star energy extractors.

One could never have too much spatial equipment. Qin Hao casually molded a piece of metal, turned this space stone into a ring face, and put it on his hand.

Afterward, Qin Hao set about dismantling the star energy extractor with bold and decisive strokes.

This thing absolutely could not be left here for the Ancient Demons to reclaim.

Moreover, by slightly modifying the power output of the star energy extractor so that the extraction was not so aggressive—absorbing only the star energy drifting through the air—this device could be turned into a gathering array that benefited humanity.

Before reversing time, Qin Hao had stolen quite a few star energy extractors.

Even taking a step back, the materials of this thing were extremely precious; if he took them back to forge blades and swords, people would fight over them.

Having dismantled the star energy extractor, Qin Hao finally walked to the other side of the plaza. Here, an Ancient Demon camp had been established, featuring crude buildings and an area enclosed by wooden fences.

Inside this wooden fence lay forty or fifty human females, every single one of them scantily clad and on the verge of death.

At the other end of the wooden fence, human males were hung in a row on wooden poles, their abdomens already ripped open.

One of them was even being roasted over a bonfire, his corpse charred black.

Had Qin Hao not arrived, the Ancient Demons might still be cooking humans and abusing human females right now.

Qin Hao glanced at them, his expression completely blank.

Seeing Qin Hao, those women all began to stir. At that moment, rustling sounds came from behind him.

Qin Hao turned around to look at the approaching person.

It was a woman with slightly reddish-brown hair, wearing two large leaves tied together as a skirt to cover her modesty. It was none other than the woman Qin Hao had just saved.

"H-Hello, thank you for saving me." The woman did not use spoken language, instead conveying her thoughts directly through the power of mind.

"You survived because of yourself. It has nothing to do with me."

With that, Qin Hao walked past the direction of the woman. The woman looked at Qin Hao full of hope, seemingly waiting for an embrace from him.

However, Qin Hao walked past her without the slightest hesitation.

The woman looked stunned for a moment, then quickly caught up to Qin Hao and said, "Hello, my name is Luoya. May I know your name? You saved me, and I don't know how to repay you."

Qin Hao paused his steps and said, "Once you people have a new hero, you will know my name."

Luoya's face turned bitter. If they had a hero, how could they have fallen to this state?

The initial plot to besiege and expel the hero was something all survivor bases had communicated and agreed upon.

And when the aliens invaded, these Ancient Demons used mind power to tell them: "Your heroes are all dead, which is why we have come to invade."

They had brought this entirely upon themselves.

"When can we have a new hero?" Despair filled Luoya's heart.

Qin Hao knew that having a new hero required all heroes to reach tier-three evolutionists.

This timeframe would definitely be many times longer than before.

Furthermore, this was not something the woman behind him could decide.

"When you become a tier-three evolutionist."

Having said that, Qin Hao walked forward once more, leaving her with a lie.

Luoya did not chase after him. Hearing Qin Hao's words, her heart was filled with hope once again, slim though that hope might be.

Now, without heroes, there naturally were no longer those rapidly upgrading potions. These survivors could only rely on star energy crystals and the combat skills they had previously mastered to continuously improve their strength, and that speed would undoubtedly be agonizingly slow.

Furthermore, lacking gene-lock potions, breaking their gene locks would definitely be much harder than before.

Yet Luoya never wanted to live through days like this again. She had missed the chance once; she did not want to miss it a second time.

Oceania must have a new hero.

Little did she know, even with a hero, the descent of an invading civilization onto Oceania was an irreversible fate, at best allowing more survivors to eke out a miserable existence a little longer. What they should be doing right now was fleeing Oceania.

Yet neither the roads nor the oceans were domains they could cross.

Alien intelligent races, invading predatory creatures, along with endless zombies—every day they lived, they faced death.