City of shipwreck.

The raven was wearing a hooded suit and slowly patrolling the two cities in the east and west.

A city or even a country, their markets are always the most sensitive place to reflect the economic and political state.

The market is separated by shipwrecks and is divided into nine small markets according to the items sold, each small market is 1024 steps.

The hawking sounds of various markets are endless, people come and go, like smoke and clouds.

The one who specializes in selling wine is for wine. You can often see the sea god priests going to the wine market to eat and drink with public funds in the name of offering sacrifices to the sea god;

Next to the wine market is the incense city. The sea has a strong fishy smell and people have a great demand for spices. The fairy osmanthus from the Southern Islands and the demon incense from the Western Prison countries are extremely popular.

There are also food markets that sell all kinds of food, dog slaughter, pig slaughter, and the cheapest fish slaughter...

The raven cared most, and it was the fish slaughtering shop. He stood silently next to the fish slaughtering stall, observing people coming and going.

"Sell fresh fish, sell fresh fish, one silver jazz two pounds of fish!"

"Deep seaweed fish can strengthen the body and keep all diseases alive. Just one Inal!"

An old lady Zheng who lives in a slum in the city for many years was slowly walking into the East City with a basket. When she heard the price of fresh fish, she was shocked and exclaimed:

"How come the price of fresh fish has doubled? How can you afford it?"

Li Yutu was busy scraping fish scales for the guests. When he heard Mrs. Zheng's words, he immediately explained:

"Those evil foreigners threw evil corpses into our Ansu Kingdom. Fishing activities in the tens of thousands of miles of seas have been affected. Our shipwreck city is only more than a thousand miles away from the foreigners' waters. In the future, the price of fresh fish will only get higher and higher."

Old Mrs. Zheng collapsed to the ground, cried on the spot, repeatedly cursing the foreigner in the slang of the City of the Swreck:

"These damn foreigners, garbage and mud farms, go to hell... My five children and two sons died in the hands of foreigners. If you can't afford to eat fresh fish, how can you live in the future?"

"I'm not alive, I'm going to die~"

Old Mrs. Zheng's ugly cry attracted many passers-by to watch.

Li Yutu frowned, hurriedly pulled Old Lady Zheng to her side, and whispered:

"Stop crying, I have cheap fish here, one silver jazz ten kilograms of fish, do you want it?"

Old Mrs. Zheng was overjoyed when she heard this, and her face turned into a smile in a blink of an eye, and she yelled anxiously:

"If you want it, I will buy ten kilograms. Thank you so much. You are the savior of our family."

As he said that, Old Mrs. Zheng took out a red cloth bag from the soles of her shoes, and then took out the slightly old Sir Silver from it. She was about to hand it over to Li Yutu, but found that he had secretly handed him a "big fish" from his sleeve, and immediately said angrily:

"Your surnamed Li, do you want to kill our whole family? You cut off the tentacles under this fish, and you thought I couldn't see it? Although I am old, my eyes are still very useful!"

Li Yutu said angrily:

"I'm going to sell it to you because I feel sorry for you."

"In your family's situation, you only earn seven or eight silver jazz in a month. If you don't eat this kind of fish, what can you use to support your family?"

The raven standing beside covered her face with a hood, wanting to observe which path would Mrs. Zheng choose? Should she risk evil, eat "fish", or buy expensive fish when she is hungry?

Old Mrs. Zheng was in a tangle. Once she made the wrong choice, she and her family might face a life-and-death crisis.

The raven's expression hidden under the hood became more and more pleasant, and she was very curious about the final decision of Mrs. Zheng.

“I’ll buy it.”

Old Mrs. Zheng looked at the fish slaughter with sadness and bought a "fish" with a silver jazz.

Then, she carried the basket and carefully left the food market.

The Raven became curious and followed him secretly, but found that Old Lady Zheng did not leave the East and West Markets, but walked around and turned back to the food market.

She went to Jiujunsi.

There was a vague guess in the raven's heart.

Jiujunsi is the market management agency of the City of Shipwrecks, responsible for collecting taxes, supervising and maintaining market public order.

Old Mrs. Zheng had a little guilty face, but for the sake of the children who were hungry at home, she still walked in resolutely and whispered:

"Sir, I'll report it. I'll report the fifth fish slaughter on the west side of the food market. His surname is Li. He sold me a fish!"

Chief Jiujun was stunned when he heard this and said in confusion:

"Is there any problem with fish slaughtering you?"

Old Mrs. Zheng lived further, and then took out a "fish" from the wrapped vegetable basket. Chief Jiujun immediately changed color and said angrily:

"It was really what he sold to you?"

Old Mrs. Zheng said seriously:

"Just just now, just now, Li Yutu took out a fish from the box at the soles of his feet and sold it to me. If you go check now, you will definitely get a harvest."

Chief Jiujun immediately took several soldiers to move and surrounded Li Yutu’s stall.

Li Yu Tu's face was not changed and his heart was not beating. He pretended to be calm and said:

"Dear sirs, I am a good citizen and I never do tax evasion."

Chief Jiujun sneered and kicked Li Yutu’s stall open. The evil fish corpse in the box below immediately fell, making the pedestrians around him avoid it.

"Evil thing?"

"No, it's an evil fish that can't be eaten. If we eat it, we will become monsters!"

"I'm so destined."

Li Yutu was about to speak, but saw Old Mrs. Zheng hiding in the crowd. She immediately knew the causes and consequences, and said furiously:

"Zheng Guifeng, I kindly sell you cheap meat. If you still come to harm me, you will die a little... Um."

Li Yutu's mouth was stuffed into a white cloth by Chief Jiujun, and then he was taken to the detention center.

Old Mrs. Zheng received a report bonus of twelve golden Inals from Jiujunsi.

She used these blood-carrying gold coins to buy hundreds of kilograms of salted fish and various foods that were resistant to preservation, and brought them back to her home together.

"Grandma, you're back."

Five young children cheered and gathered around Mrs. Zheng.

Old Mrs. Zheng touched the youngest son, tears flowed down unconsciously, and apologized by the weak mosquitoes and flies:

"Brother Li, I know you are a good person. I really can't help you anymore. It's all for the children..."

One day later.

Li Yutu and his parents and children were all sent to the "people market" by Jiujunsi, which is the slave market that Raven once visited.

The last "kind" businessman in the City of Shipwreck became a slave, but the contradiction between the poor's demand for food and the extinction of fishery in nearby waters still exists.

So, the "fish" disappeared, but the evil fish meat was crushed and mixed with a large amount of kelp and seaweed to make various fish meatballs and flow into the slums.

Even some civilians with less savings have to eat a small amount of fish and meatballs due to rising prices to alleviate the famine.

The resentment accumulated by the people is getting heavier.

In order to ease the conflict, the city lord's mansion immediately started the propaganda machine and posted information about foreigners everywhere.

The Raven picked up a piece of promotional paper, looked at the strange portrait on it, and couldn't help but laughed in surprise:

"Did we humans be portrayed like evil spirits? Have we washed all the pots on humans?"

"But you underestimate conflicts too much. You make the poor resentful people from outsiders. The lower class will affect the middle class, and the middle class will affect the upper class. Sooner or later, you will be forced to start a war against mankind! The lower class will also defeat the upper class!"

Raven shook his head, no longer caring about the life and death of the deep sea sluts, turned around and walked into a secret residence and said slowly:

“Are you ready?”

An alchemist apprentice held the scalpel and said tremblingly:

"Preparation is ready, but you may not be able to withstand the rejection reaction afterwards. You are just a level 4 supernatural species, and at least you need a high-level supernatural species to..."

The raven had a dotted line on its eyebrows, and slowly lay on the operating table, smiling:

"It's okay, I'm prepared."

The alchemist apprentice brought dozens of strange equipment, moved them all to the operating table, aimed at the raven's upper skull, and slowly raised the saw knife.

Scream~ Scream~ Scream~

The alchemist apprentice slowly saw the raven's skull along the dotted line above the eyebrows, holding a saw knife.

The raven watched as the skull was moving away from him, feeling that it had turned into a piece of wood, slowly sawing it into two pieces by an old carpenter.

The endless pain reached the brain, making every muscle on the raven tighten to the extreme, and the white cloth on the entire operating table was wet with the sweat from his body.

But until this situation, the raven still did not shout even a sound, but instead sang leisurely:

"Raise your skull..."

ruthless!

The alchemist apprentice inexplicably thought of this word.

The white cloth on the top of the operating table was wet with the brain and blood that spilled out of the raven's head.
To be continued...