Banished to Another World

But the current situation is more important than people. He is even more powerful. In the absence of tools and manpower, he has to bow to the primitive people here.

Yuan Zhan and Da Lie clearly only gave him two roads, either stabbing the slave mark or removing the manʼs characteristics(penis) and no matter which one both are will make it that he can surrender and not rebel.

If he insists on not choosing either of them, he dares to resist The man called Da Lie will definitely castrate him. Maybe the other person will think that keeping him alive is a reward and kindness to him.

Comparison of the two... Is it still used? He can only choose to be labeled as a slave!

Marking is a very painful process, especially the original bone spurs tool used, the craftsmanship of the old man who gave him tattoos was very good, the person may not be that old, but he has lost nearly half of the teeth, one mouth is half a black hole.

Yuan Zhan told him that the otherʼs man teeth were knocked out by the warriors of the enemy tribes when he was caught. When he was taken back, he could never eat meat again.

The name of the old man is called Missing Teeth, with his appearance and experience, the name is full of irony, even the people in the tribe do not call to attention on his teeth, but told him its okay to lack teeth.

After the tattoo was over, Yan Mo wiped the tears from the pain and the whole person became quiet and didnʼt want to talk.

Yuan Zhan couldnʼt care about the emotions of his own slave. He didnʼt have the spirit. He only felt uncomfortable. After he took him back to the tent, he left him enough food and water he touched his head. ”I wonʼt touch you, take a rest. When someone decides weʼll go.”

Yan Mo reached out.

”Ah?”

”Give me your wrist, I will feel you your physical condition.” Yan Mo hides the anger in his heart and he was unwilling and tired.

”Wrist? My leg is the one that is hurt.”

”I know, I need to check the pulse first. The pulse is... When I touch your wrist for a while, I then can know if your body is sick, I know you canʼt understand, you can take as a means that The Priest check the illness.”

”I thought you would say this is a god-given skill.”

Yan Mo laughed, ”If you want to think so, you can think so.”

Yuan Zhan reached out and his face looked a little complicated, maybe this boy is not as he imagined? He was obviously uncomfortable and very angry that Yuan Zhan had given him the mark of slavery, but he still actively reached out to help him.

Yan Mo touched the pulse on the youth arm and asked after a while: ”Your right leg is in much more painful in the rainy days, or is it particularly painful in the cold winter?”

”Yes.”

”When you were in the period of rehabilitation. Was it soaked in the water, or was it raining for a long time?” Yuan Zhan was surprised. ”No, it was not raining, itʼs was snowing. Itʼs just the first snow, my wound hurts, my body is hot, my leg felt better when I put it in the snow.”

Yan Mo declined to comment and continued to ask: ”Do you remember that when the old Priest looked at your bone, did he say that your broken bones broke neatly? Or were there any big defects? Are there any cracks in the bone? Were the broken bones in your leg poking out.”

Yuan Zhan answered the question by memories one by one.

”How long did it take for your bones to grow? When did you start walking after the accident? Do you feel pain when you walk? When did you start to resume practicing skills and hunting?”

Yuan Zhan is probably sensitive to numbers, after two years. He can still remember the relevant days clearly. This made Yan Mo look at him more carefully.

The face of the youth once again revealed the kind of prideful expression that ʼI am very powerful(clever)ʼ.

Yan Mo was trying so hard to stamp down the strong desire to force poisonous to Yuan Zhan. He made the young man sit on the bed and straighten his right leg. He touched it from the knee a little bit and touched him and asked him: ”Are you hurting? If you feel pain, tell me truthfully.”

Yuan Zhan grabbed his hand. ”Why? Canʼt you help me with treatment without seeing my pain?”

Yan Mo pushed his hand impatiently. ”Whatʼs the reason? You donʼt mean that your legs will hurt in the winter. If you walk too much, it will hurt. If I donʼt cure it, you will just be dragging everyone down when you are on the road or is it? you want to be dragged? ”