Chapter 30: 30

After a night like this, George couldn’t help but think about his slaves.

For example, the aesthetic standards of humans were basically the same. People of different nationalities, cultures, and regions had the most beautiful faces in their eyes. After statistics, the similarity was very high.

If in the current state of the Otherworld, the infiltration and dissemination of information would interfere with this judgment for slave owners, it reminded George of another experiment that he had seen in a magazine.

Some people had taken psychological tests on babies, and the results showed that these babies had face-recognizing abilities, and they preferred beautiful people.

This meant that these face-recognizing abilities were natural, innate, and a biological genetic feature that was engraved in the genes.

However, some indigenous tribes were able to forcibly reverse this aesthetic view, and the innate aesthetic view brought about by this had all kinds of weird.

Since this innate thing could be reversed, was there anything that couldn’t be reversed?

Therefore, people could be trained!

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For example, dopamine, which was a magic chemical substance that gave people happiness, was the source of human happiness.

Through 4.6 billion years of evolution, humans learned to follow the instructions of dopamine and adapt to their surroundings by looking for dopamine. This was the biological basis, and as long as one was human, they could not escape from it.

The biological basis through dopamine, which was the reward of happiness, helped humans to move forward, find comfort, avoid danger, and constantly adapt to their own environment, creating the current human society.

But the interesting thing is that in the eyes of the brain, in terms of reward, there is not much difference between substance and behavior.

That is, whether you are on drugs or stimulated by behavioral experiences, there is no difference in the brain.

Functional magnetic resonance imaging (fMRI) studies of the brains of people who are addicted to gambling have shown that gambling activates the same areas of brain function as it activates.

This means that how the brain feels about pleasure depends on neurotransmitters such as dopamine, whether the source of external stimulation is a mind-altering drug, money, sex, or simply a satisfying meal, there is no difference in the brain.

From this perspective, the things that give us pleasure, like drugs and gambling, have the potential to make us addicted

For example, there is comorbidity between behavior addiction and substance addiction. In other words, 35% to 63% of people with a gambling addiction also have a substance addiction, such as drug addiction, smoking addiction, and coffee addiction; 38% of people with internet addiction also have other substance addiction.

George had found out that over the past few days, he was addicted to having sex with his slaves, and that he had his slaves begging for mercy under him, and they were becoming more obedient and more obedient.

This was one of the reasons why the slaves would obey George’s orders.

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For George, every slave was now absolutely obedient to him, so naturally, the battle with the Dark Night Catwoman would be much smoother.

During the day, after resting, George planned to take the slaves out for a breath of fresh air. However, what he didn’t expect was that the territory had become a refuge for the refugees.

“Hurry up, go in quickly. If you don’t want to die, go in quickly!” One of the Knights of the Knight Order urged. They maintained the order of the refugees, but they did not treat the refugees well.

George watched as the Knights of the Knight Order impatiently drove the refugees into the refugee camp step by step.

George did not know where the refugees were going. George did not know where the refugees came from. The only thing George knew was that as long as the refugees came to the refugee camp, they would be able to receive a fragrant and warm snow-white steamed bun.

This was enough for the refugees to sell their lives!

George saw the refugees carefully eating the snow-white steamed bun bit by bit. This was the only thing the refugees had eaten these days.

The white steamed bun was fragrant and mellow. The glutinous white noodles emitted a rich and sweet taste as they were chewed bit by bit. This sweet taste blossomed from the refugees’ taste buds bit by bit until it reached the refugees’ stomachs. The refugees had never thought that.., such a steamed bun would be so fragrant and sweet. Moreover, the feeling of having a warm and full stomach made the refugees feel at ease and happy.

As long as they were given food, the refugees did not care where these knights brought them. After all, in the past two months, they had experienced a shocking nightmare. Now that they thought about it, they could not help but shudder.

Ever since the refugees heard the news that the Dark Night Catwoman was coming to massacre the city, they had prepared to escape. Now, they had escaped to this place.

Every day, there would be knights coming to deliver food. Twice a day, there would only be a steamed bun and a bowl of soup. The soup would occasionally change. Today, the refugees felt lucky as they ate a thumb-sized piece of white meat in the soup since they had not tasted meat for a long time.

Every day, a knight would bring a pen and paper. Those who could write would be selected by the knights to leave the dirty, smelly, and crowded room. This made everyone very envious.

At this time, a ray of sunlight shone on the refugees’ faces. The refugees took a bite of the steamed bun they had hidden because they suddenly felt that they might not need this steamed bun in the future!

The moment the refugees were led out, their lives did not belong to them. All the refugees who were selected would be taken to the Slave Union and be graded by the Union. Eventually, they would be sold.

No one knew what the days after that would be like.

However, the other refugees saw George standing at the door. They heard that there was a viscount here who could defeat the Dark Night Catwoman. Perhaps they could continue to live on in this place.

The crowded scene of the refugees made George panic, and George’s appearance made all the refugees’ eyes light up.

“Master, let’s go out!” Jessica said. Although she was a slave before, she still couldn’t stand the mixed smell.

“It’s okay!” George still stood there and looked around. He wanted to take out some gold coins from his pocket to improve the food for the refugees. After George communicated with the leader of the Knight Order, he was ready to leave after delivering the gold coins.

At this time, the three elf sisters were suddenly surrounded by a group of people, wanting to take them away by force.

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