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Chapter 233 The bad roots of human beings

"That's not fair!"

The people of Nippur resisted, but before the searchers could take action, the surrounding citizens rushed to beat him.

The attackers were all Baines from Jotun. They had no enmity with the victim. They were just incited to the evil nationalism deep in their hearts, and they wanted to kill the victim.

The man kept wailing, and there were blood stains on the ground. There were crazy curses all around. Even the guys who didn't do anything were cheering loudly, and no one stopped this atrocity.

With so many people present, no one realized that they were participating in a brutal murder.

Except Abigail.

She was shocked by the behavior of this group of people. The crazy citizens in front of her were surrounded by red arcs of etheric light. They were excited, angry, and constantly inflicted violence on outsiders.

The scene tonight was like hell, and Abigail couldn't help but think of the tragic memories of that day.

She took a few steps back and quickly left the violent scene.

However, Abigail has not yet realized that the ignited flames, as long as they are blown by the wind, will turn into a prairie fire and spread throughout the country.

After daily life was disrupted by irresistible external forces, the empire ignored its own incompetence and put pressure on every citizen. The people of the empire, under high pressure from inside and outside, blamed the few outsiders.

population, turning them into qualified scapegoats.

The night was filled with the sounds of smashing, looting and wailing. Abigail ran all the way back to the rental house and witnessed at least three "robberies", two murders on the street, and countless chases and beatings on the road. At this moment

It's like the whole world has gone crazy.

Instead of controlling the situation, the city's security forces wore white armbands and became "special pickets" and joined the ranks of those persecuting immigrants.

Abigail was questioned by this group of pickets at the door of the apartment. After learning that she was from Bain, the police did not make things difficult for her.

When she reached the entrance of the corridor, Abigail tremblingly took out her key and prepared to open the door, but accidentally found something moving in a dark corner where her vision was blurred.

She was frightened, thinking it was another bloodthirsty monster like last time.

As a result, the extremely frightened sobbing of the woman and child soon dispelled his worries.

Abigail mustered up the courage to take a step forward and found a mother and daughter huddled in the corner, their bodies trembling and looking at her in fear.

"Who are you?" Abigail said in a hoarse voice, trying to ask the other party's intention.

However, when she took a closer look at the appearance of the mother and daughter, she discovered that they were both "Nippur natives."

Black woolly curly hair, black eyes, and a nose with a bulge in the middle, which is shaped like an aquiline. These are the standard characteristics of the Nippur people.

The woman wore a white apron and a half-hooded hat, like a milkmaid on the ranch, and her child also wore simple and clean clothes, with big eyes full of fear.

"Ah!!~"

The child was startled when he noticed that Abigail was covered in bandages. The pickets downstairs seemed to have heard the noise and hurried upstairs.

At the critical moment, Abigail opened the door of the rental house, dragged the mother and daughter in, and then blocked the door, waiting for the gang to come upstairs.

"What happened?"

The menacing pickets showed no courtesy to anyone.

Abigail pretended to cover her calf and answered the other party in a hoarse voice: "I... I accidentally got pinched when I opened the door."

"Did you call me just now?"

Abigail groaned in pain.

The picket team looked at her home, and when no suspicious persons were seen, they said to her: "Madam, if you find that there are people from Nippur living in this building, please report it to us immediately. This is your responsibility as an empire citizen."

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Abigail's heart trembled slightly, but she still pretended not to understand and asked: "Excuse me... did something big happen today?"

"We are protecting our own country, madam. These Nippur people are a group of vampires. They have occupied the land of our Bain people. They not only built factories to exploit our compatriots, but also defrauded our people and robbed our jobs in transactions.

.Now we must tell them that Greybean belongs to the Bain people!"

Doing banditry, being accused by the victim of being a bandit, you know you are a bandit, but you just want to find a high-sounding reason to deceive yourself.

The color above him is white, which represents light and positive emotions, which means that these robbers still think they are right, just like when they tried Abigail.

Standing face to face with such an ignorant person made Abigail feel extremely disgusted.

She excused herself to take a rest and quickly closed the door.

Later, Abigail looked for the mother and daughter in the house, and found the two curled up next to the bathroom.

"Thank you... Thank you so much..." The Nippur woman knelt down to Abigail with a tearful voice, which reminded her of the time she was saved by Mr. Yi.

After helping the other person up, Abigail lit the stove in the living room and added firewood, making the room gradually warmer.

After stabilizing her emotions, the woman told Abigail about the current situation in the city.

The pickets began to persecute the people of Nippur today, seemingly in response to the tax bill passed by Congress.

If the extra money is collected from all citizens, it will inevitably trigger more serious riots, so they adopted this method to divert conflicts and incite national sentiments.

Speaking of which, the people of Nippur have always been active and hard-working in Greybean. They have very unique business talents. Many of the emerging bourgeoisie are Nippur people.

Their factory had indeed exploited and oppressed workers, and there had been many strikes. Of course, Abigail had focused on this group of people in the past, and the article criticizing them also exposed all of this to a certain extent.

When Abigail was imprisoned pending trial, many Nippur factory owners clapped their hands and applauded. Who knew that bad luck would also befall them?

Of course, the mother and daughter in the house are really innocent people. The woman is a female worker in the milk factory. She and her daughter were forced to hide on this street by the pickets. They were lucky enough to meet Abby who was willing to take them in.

Gayle.

But even so, Abigail couldn't let them hide at home forever. Sooner or later, they would be discovered and arrested by the pickets.

"What are your plans..." Abigail asked the other party.

The woman held the child's head and replied tremblingly: "Recently... recently the way out of the city has been opened. The train station and roads have been cleared. We can... we can leave Jotun by carriage."

Huge tree branches fell from the sky, damaging the railway station and some important roads in Yotun City, making it difficult for citizens to enter and leave the city, and they could only travel by sea.

The mother and daughter seemed to think that they would be safe as long as they could leave Jotun.

They did not dare to take the train, fearing that pickets would stay at the station, so they had no choice but to take private vehicles, but they had no money and did not even dare to go out to find a carriage.

Looking at the pitiful and helpless appearance of the mother and daughter, Abigail seemed to have found something she had lost.

She finally suggested that she take the mother and daughter to look for a coachman willing to take them in the dark of night.


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