"The main area for our activities is ahead. I'll go take a look first." Rogge pointed to a cave in front of him and said.
The Dark Side City covers a very large area. This red earth area covering hundreds of kilometers in diameter falls within the scope of the Dark Side City, and the caves extend in all directions and are intricate.
However, there are only more than 18,000 people in the entire city, and more than 3,000 of them are undead creatures. They have been taken away by Rogge. Now most of the people left in the city are alive.
Since it is a living person, it requires economic activities, planting, production, excavation, and trading.
When economic activities need to be concentrated, there will be settlements or markets. Once the situation outside is safe, people of all colors in Darkside City will quickly gather to exchange or purchase the necessities of life.
There are several specialties in the red soil cave. The most common one is fine iron sand, which is a metal similar to iron. It is spread throughout the red soil area in a simple form. As long as you carefully sift through it, you can get some. After you have saved enough, you can get it.
Go and exchange for food.
This is the main source of income for the residents of Dark Side City.
Adding refined iron sand to iron ore can improve the hardness and ductility of iron products, which is very magical, because hardness and ductility are two opposite properties. The higher the hardness, the lower the ductility, but it can simultaneously improve these two properties.
item.
This makes the price of refined iron sand very expensive, and can even be exchanged for gold coins of the same volume. Of course, this is the price outside. In Dark Side City, the refined iron sand sifted out in one day may be enough to exchange for one day's food, because here,
Food is more expensive than gold.
In addition to fine iron sand, there is also a kind of mud mushroom, which is a kind of mushroom that grows in the soil. It can often grow to the height of half a person and as thick as a thigh. Experienced residents can tell what is underneath by touching it on the red soil.
There are no mud mushrooms.
Such a mud mushroom, mixed with the same proportion of white mud, and mixed into mud mushroom cakes can satisfy hunger, and it also avoids the problem of abdominal distension caused by eating white mud alone, and will not kill people.
A small amount of food is grown, but it is mainly imported. The Dark Side City is very large, with caves extending in all directions. It is impossible for a mere Silver Knights to block off all places. As long as there is a will, there is always a way to transport food in.
As long as the price of food reaches a certain level, even transporting it with space magic weapons will be profitable.
Of course, in addition to smuggling space magic weapons, the larger volume of transportation is actually caravans. These caravans all fly "invisible" flags. Even Marcus flies an airship and pretends not to be seen from the air.
flag.
The Silver Knights also need to eat. Concentrated iron ore is so expensive outside. They buy a few bags of grain here and transport it out to sell a pound of magic crystal. The grain is distributed by the church. If you don't eat enough, it will get moldy. It is simply worthless.
Wanli,
With Rogge leading the way, Ange and his party came to a lively group of caves without any obstruction. The sky could not be seen when looking up here, but the sunlight could be refracted in, providing good light.
Near the rock wall, many people put goods on the ground for others to buy. The place where the most people gathered around was a carriage. There were big and round guards on both sides of the carriage. A businessman shouted loudly on the carriage.
: "Three kilograms of grain for one kilogram of iron ore concentrate, three for one, three for one, if you have any, come quickly."
Some of the residents surrounding the carriage lamented loudly, and some cursed loudly: "You profiteer, yesterday it was five for one, why did it become three for one today? Do you want to starve us to death by raising prices indiscriminately?"
The businessman on the carriage also lamented with a gloomy face: "It's not what I thought. The day before yesterday, the Silver Knights' camp was bombed by our own people. They are now in a mess. We don't know what the future will be like. In two days, there may be more...
If it goes up, come quickly if you want to exchange. If you can’t bear it, just wait.”
Nigris and Rogge were stunned for a moment and looked at each other. Why would they blow up the Silver Knights' camp and cause the price of food in Dark Side City to rise?
"I'm going to kill this profiteer. I have explicitly ordered Darkside City not to raise the price of food. The Silver Knights were bombed the day before yesterday, and he raised the price today. Even if the purchase price will increase, it will not be reflected in the retail price so quickly.
Come on." Rogge was so angry that he drew his knife and walked over.
Nigris quickly stopped him and said, "No need, no need. This businessman is a good person. Under such circumstances, he is at least willing to sell the food for sale. A real profiteer would probably have stopped selling the food and waited for the price to rise."
"
Rogge frowned and looked around, and said angrily: "Sure enough, there are three companies that usually sell grain. Now the other two have disappeared. I just asked and they were still there yesterday."
"Oh, the situation in your Darkside City is so miserable. Many people don't even have overnight food. They buy and eat now. The other two don't sell food. If this one doesn't sell it, some people will probably starve to death."
Rhys sighed.
Rogge frowned and said, "So, those who are still selling grain at high prices are actually good people?"
"Probably, maybe, you go find him and ask." Nigris said.
From the moment they arrived in this area, everyone's eyes were wandering over to them. After all, their appearance was particularly eye-catching.
A snow-white horned beast, a brass baby dragon, and a pink little angel. If Rogge hadn't led them, the people in the market would have been scared away.
Everyone watched from a distance and did not dare to get close, because Rogge has never been a person who is friendly to the people.
The businessman standing on the grain truck naturally saw it. When he saw Rogge waving to him, he immediately grimaced. He was scared but did not dare to refuse. He climbed down from the grain truck and ran all the way over. He couldn't wait to see him from afar.
explanation of:
"Forgive me, Lord City Lord, I didn't have the intention to raise the price, but I had no choice but to do so. The business is small and the turnover is difficult. If I don't follow the market, it is very likely that my funds will be broken next time I purchase goods. Please forgive me." The businessman apologized profusely.
"Don't be nervous. I just asked you to come here to ask about the situation. I don't want to blame you." Nigris quickly comforted:
"The main thing I want to ask is that the Silver Knights' camp was bombed and the food supply will definitely be tight in the next period of time. Why don't you keep the food and wait until the food price is higher in a few days before you sell it?"
The businessman was surprised by Negris' inquiry. He first looked at Rogge carefully.
Rogge's eyes lit up with a dangerous red light and he said sternly: "Answer well and answer truthfully. This is the wisest and most knowledgeable Lord Brass Dragon. He can easily see through your lies."
Nigris smiled slightly, but he accepted the compliment with great joy in his heart: Look, some people still remember the most knowledgeable brass dragon.
As the Black Warrior Emperor, Rogge is very unusual in the eyes of ordinary people. Even he calls him the wisest dragon. Naturally, the businessman does not dare to deceive him and says with a grimace: "I think so too...
.”
Rogge's hand tightened and he almost couldn't help but draw the knife.
"But when I came over, I saw that other people thought the same thing. No grain merchants were open today, so I quickly pulled out the grain truck. Many people didn't have any grain left at home. If I don't sell it today, I might not be able to sell it to customers in two days.
They are all 'gone'. Lord City Lord, things were a little better when the ancestors were here in the past, but now that you have brought all the ancestors for treatment, some people have no scruples." The businessman said at the end, not yet.
Forgot to give eye drops to his colleagues.
Ancestors refer to those undead creatures, because many lichs are the ancestors of these living people.
In the past, the people who managed order in Dark Side City were lichs. Now that almost all the undead creatures have been taken away, Dark Side City is actually in an unorganized state and is operating according to inertia. Gradually, some unruly things are getting worse.
Come more and more.
The reason why it still operates according to inertia instead of immediately causing chaos is because Rogge and other undead creatures are treated instead of dying. Everyone expects them to come back, so people who are thoughtful will temporarily restrain themselves.
Luo Ge suddenly pulled out his knife and said angrily: "I'm going to kill those two merchants."
Nigris pulled him angrily: "Is this how you manage the city so roughly? Killing people at every turn? Film's skills are much better than yours."
"Felin? Lisa's husband?" Roger was in awe.
During this period of time, Rogge had finally seen what kind of person Lisa was. He could marry such a woman as his wife and have been a couple for more than a thousand years without being purified. Felin's ability was absolutely impeccable.
"Feilin's situation is much worse than yours. At least Darkside City still has food being imported. Lich City is much worse than yours. He almost launched a natural disaster of the undead. Let's just die together."
Gris sighed.
"All the problems are actually food problems. If this problem is solved, Dark Side City can actually live a very prosperous life in such a large territory. Okay, having said so much, then you know the final food problem of Lich City.
Who solved it?" Nigris smiled slightly.
Ange reached into the Palace of Rest with one hand and kept trembling. He was not interested in what Negris said at all, and he couldn't understand it. The only thing he understood was the 'food issue', which he was best at.
Someone stabbed him. When he lowered his head, he saw the little angel poking his arm. When he saw him looking over, he quickly pointed not far away and said "ouch" to him.
Where the little angel pointed, there was a thin child of seven or eight years old, holding a roll of something, staring at it with big eyes, timidly and expectantly looking over.
Ange tilted his head in confusion.
The little angel squealed again, and then made a gesture of chewing something, until his cheeks bulged, and he looked at Ange.
Ange understood and pulled out a piece of beet.
The little angel took the beet, ran over to it, handed it to the child, and then snatched the thing from the child's arms.
The child's eyes started to gleam when he saw the beet, but when the little angel snatched his things away, he became anxious and rushed forward with the beet in his arms and then his own things, refusing to let go.
"Ouch!" cried the little angel.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" The child shouted back without showing any weakness, but no one knew what he was shouting.
"Ouch!" The little angel clenched his fist and stared at the child's eyes, but after hesitating for a while, he did not punch out.
If it had just been born, it might have ignored it, but after "living" for so long, it knew very well that the creature in front of it couldn't withstand its punch, and even if it fought too hard, it might hurt the opponent.
After arguing for a while, it gave up and returned to Ange dejectedly: "Ouch~"
Ange touched its head, walked towards the child, and took out a bag of grain.
The child carefully poked the grain bag, hesitated for a moment, and was a little confused, but still shook his head, and even carefully placed the beet he had grabbed on the grain bag.
Ange dug through another bag of grain and took it out.
The child hesitated again, and immediately there was another bag of grain at his feet.
The child no longer hesitated, and gave the little angel the roll in his arms, stuffed the beets into his arms, and then struggled to drag one of the bags of grain out, but did not want the other two bags.
It is very difficult for a child of seven or eight years old who is obviously malnourished to carry a bag of grain weighing twenty kilograms. He can only drag it and walk in a hurry.
Ange tilted his head and looked at the other two bags of grain at his feet in confusion: Don't you want them anymore?
Nigris was bragging to Ange there. When he turned around, he saw that the real owner was gone. He flew over just in time to see this scene, which made him couldn't help but sigh: "Bring food and follow him, otherwise you will kill people."
died."
Killed? Why?
Ange was a little puzzled, but he soon understood why. He caught up with the child not far away, and heard a fierce voice from the cave ahead:
"You damn mute, what did the Lord give you? Wow! Grain, Bai Huahua's high-grade refined grain? Do you plan to eat so much grain by yourself? Don't you know how to honor your brother?"
Then there was a muffled sound of hitting the flesh, and the child's thin body was kicked out of the hole, vomiting blood and rolled in front of Ange and others.
Ange now understood why he was killed.
"There is a shortage of food here. If you give a child a whole bag of food in public, it would be strange if others don't take it from him," Negris said.
The child was vomiting blood and looked at Ange with complicated eyes, then at the little angel. Finally, he reluctantly fell on the other two bags of grain that Ange was carrying, and his breath gradually weakened.
Ange squatted down, and the Cleansing Technique penetrated his body, one, two, and three times. Each stroke made his body shake violently. He vomited blood and vomited. He suddenly sat up and his eyes widened in disbelief.
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"Ho, ho, I -" hoarsely, the child seemed to have never spoken a word in his life. He spoke with all his strength. When he uttered the sound "I", his whole body froze.
"I - can - speak." He struggled to say a whole sentence, and the child couldn't stop his tears from flowing down.
"Were you unable to speak before? He called you mute? Was it because you couldn't speak since you were a child?" Nigris asked.
"Five-five-years-old." The child responded with difficulty. Although it was difficult to speak, his expression was very excited and he was trying very hard.
"You can't speak until you're five years old? Are you injured? How old are you now?" Negris asked guessing, and couldn't help but thank Ange. If Ange hadn't made him accustomed to this kind of conversation, he might not be able to talk to this person now.
Children communicate.
The child nodded and said: "Ten -"
Ten years old? It doesn't look like it. He looks seven or eight years old. Is it because of malnutrition and delayed development?
Rogge had already caught the food robber and was dragging him over. He was a strong young man in his twenties. Rogge was pushing him away, and his feet were so weak that he couldn't stand. He didn't kick him at all.
The ferocity of a child.
"Forget it, let's deal with this first, Rogge. What crime should be punished for robbery resulting in serious injury and death?" Negris asked.