It was noisy outside.
It was dark and hard to see, but for some reason, the new slaves were running towards the fields.
“Haa....Haa...” (Anon slave)
There was a somewhat strained atmosphere.
Just what were they planning?
Rustling* They tried to push their way through the Bioplant's field.
............
“ “Waaaaaaahhhh!?” ” (runaway slaves)