DMS Chapter 10

  The next time a girl joined them, Flinx was already doing what he was doing now. Avoiding the eyes of the girl, and tried his best to think of her as already dead.

  It was probably one of the things that made the other man look at him with resentment. Flinx didn’t care anymore. He felt like a robot whose only function was to kill monsters and gather their low-level mana stones, and submit them to their owner.

  Flinx knew that he was one of the worst veteran slaves from Earth. At least, Hector back then looked like he cared for him, and James a little. Even his explanation of the system to the newbies came off as robotic since he had memorized everything and delivered it to the newbies without showing emotions. He was particularly bad at it because of the girl.

  The only reason he was able to continue for more than two years was because of Flinx’s access to the internet. The movies, television shows, anime, and books of all kinds saved him from total madness, but to be honest, just like the veteran slaves, he had lost all hope of getting out of the situation they found themselves in.

  If their situation were a little normal, because of how every earthling could communicate with each other because of the internet inside their system, they would have been able to stage a revolution, but the wizards’ power was something that they couldn’t defeat.

  The slaves had already given up on communicating with anyone on Earth since no one from there could do anything about their situation. Those who still had family back home just gave themselves and their family members severe heartbreak if they tried to communicate with them, because they could never go back to their families.

  That was actually one of the consolations that Flinx treasured. That his parent would never know that their son was now a slave who was experiencing severe torture three to four times a week.

  While Flinx was killing monsters together with the two newbies, Flinx thought of the fact that he had successfully hidden himself from those wizards who fancied young men. He was able to do so because whenever he encountered a wizard anywhere, he would prostrate himself immediately and bang his face on the floor until it was dirty and bleeding.

  After three days, the girl who joined their team was taken, and the man who came with her was inconsolable. Flinx thought that they were at the beginning of a relationship, but that started before he could warn them. Soon, the man disappeared as well, probably killed by the wizard when the man attempted to find his girl.

  Soon after, two newbies were assigned to him again. Flinx repeated the explanation of the system and their job to them, just like he had been doing for a long time.

  Regarding the mana stones, half of his 1 cubic meter storage ring was filled with them. Flinx knew that all veteran slaves were the same. He wondered how many years he could last living this life. The record holder was a slave who had managed to survive for 13 years. Considering that this operation by the wizards was only a hundred years old, 13 years was a very long time.

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  While Flinx was returning to their sleeping area from their dungeon dive, a wizard went near them, so he dropped down immediately and banged his face on the floor until it was dirty and bleeding, but the wizard still stopped in front of him.

  “Hey, you, come with me!” The wizard said, and Flinx felt the wizard’s foot on his head.

  Flinx thought that his time had arrived. He was not worried that the wizard was taking him for sexual reasons because his face was dirty and bleeding, but there’s a chance that he might be used as an experimental subject.

  He felt several whip lashes on his back courtesy of the enchanted slave collar. Since he couldn’t do anything about it, Flinx tried his best to endure the torture. After a minute, the wizard asked Flinx to follow him, leaving the two newbies behind. He scrambled up and immediately followed the wizard.

  They arrived at a luxurious room filled with wizardly paraphernalia. Flinx knew that his guess was correct. That he would become a specimen of this wizard for experimentation purposes. The wizard kept mumbling about “coordinates to another world,”.

  Suddenly, Flinx heard a loud explosion. He cowered beneath some sort of sculpture that looked like a doorway or a gate that was used to anchor a portal. The wizard ran to the door, probably to check what was happening, then the door was blasted open, causing the wizard’s magical defenses to activate. Then two men and a woman entered. They were wearing white uniforms reminiscent of religious organizations.

  The wizard that was protected by some sort of magical shield suddenly activated the portal where Flinx was cowering, but suddenly, the wizard was flung toward one of the walls in the chamber.

  “Lucky! That’s a lot of points for us! Destroying this branch is going to make us rich!” One of the men who entered the chamber said to his companion while pointing at the wizard, who was still acting dizzy.

  “Oh, look! There’s a slave there!” the second man pointed at Flinx.

  “Just kill it immediately. We’re supposed to kill all living things in here,” The woman calmly said.

  At first, Flinx thought that their day of salvation had arrived. That the earthlings would be finally free from the clutches of the wizards, but when he heard that everyone would be killed, he felt bitter. Instead of salvation, everyone was doomed. He wondered who the earthlings had offended that, after years of slavery, they would just all be killed.

  Flinx felt desperate. He wanted to continue living. He flung himself to the portal that was already activated and lost consciousness.

  Flinx woke up because of the white glare that was penetrating his eyelids. When he opened his eyes, he immediately covered them using his hands. After a couple of minutes, his eyes finally adjusted after his tears and hands cleared the mucus that had accumulated in his eyes. He saw that he was in a forest in the middle of a clearing. After two years of spending inside a cavern, he was finally outside. Flinx felt an urge to stand up and start running around, but he noticed that he was utterly naked. Then he discovered the most joyful thing that had ever happened in his life. The slave collar was gone. He was free.

  Flinx suddenly started crying his eyes out, but after a couple of minutes, he stopped. He didn’t know where he was. He could be near the wizards’ base of operation, and from the snippets that he had heard, an organization attacked them with the intent of destroying all living things inside.

  He wondered if the portal destroyed everything that he was wearing, including the slave collar, but Flinx noticed his storage ring. He immediately checked the items inside, and he saw the mana stones, the extra clothes, and a week's supply of food and water. He immediately retrieved the clothes and wore them. After that, Flinx went near one of the trees to take shelter from the sun overhead.

  He then accessed his system and immediately went to the forum that earthlings used and went to the pinned topic that everyone used to indicate their presence. He immediately typed “I survived!” in the attendance topic, but no one replied.