In an abandoned factory, grain sellers gathered together to count their income over the past few days. Seeing boxes and bags full of gold coupons, treasures, high-end clothing, and luxury goods, everyone's eyes were filled with joy.
"This business is so good. A mere hundred or dozens of carts of food can be exchanged for so many treasures. If you just pick one of good quality, you can exchange it for another hundred or so carts of food before the disaster."
"We are doing business without capital, and the food is all disaster food dispatched by the Holy Garden. If we continue like this a few times, we will never be able to spend it all in our lifetimes."
The silver-haired man glanced at them: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you really think these are all ours? Most of them belong to the top. It would be great if we can get one percent."
"Why is it so small?"
"It's too little? If it's too little, you don't have to do it." The silver-haired man rolled his eyes at them again: "Even if it's 1%, it's enough for us to make a fortune. Do you know how much these things are worth?"
"I know about treasures and stuff, but what's the use of these property deeds? These are the most worthless things now. What's the use of an abandoned factory like this? It's just left here to rot."
"What do you know!" the silver-haired man said: "The disaster will eventually pass, and now is the time to buy at the bottom. The disaster in this place is not serious. If they really provide disaster relief and food like other places, they can survive. Above.
It is because they want to push this place into a desperate situation that they have been reluctant to distribute food here. Do you know why? Once the disaster is over, several cities and small towns in this area will definitely become lively again. The nearby smelters and mining areas,
Crystal mining pools, etc., are all necessary facilities for post-disaster reconstruction. Now you can buy a good piece of land with only a few dozen kilograms of rice, and then you can sell it for three thousand times more. Now I know why it is stuck.
The food here is no longer being distributed. The roads are difficult to travel and the food cannot be delivered. These are just excuses."
The fierce woman said: "This is too dark."
"What's the matter? As long as we can make money, that's enough. Big shots eat meat, so we can eat some from between their teeth."
The strong man still couldn't figure it out: "But this is someone else's territory. What will happen if the new king doesn't recognize these contracts?"
"Don't admit it? Hum." The silver-haired man sneered: "Don't even look at who is standing behind us. With the Holy Garden, the Magic Guild and the World Bank watching, does he dare to deny it? We didn't steal anything.
We didn't rob, we brought the food in exchange for it. We saved this country and were kind to the people of this country. Does the new king dare to deny it? Can his throne be secure? "
A fierce and thin man came over holding a Tongyi Stone on a pad: "There is a new mission from above."
The silver-haired man took it and took a look: "Let's go and pick up a new batch of food, and then go to the next place to buy it!"
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On the snowy road, refugees on both sides saw the carriage coming, and they rushed to the road one after another, blocking the carriage and begging for food. The man and woman in the carriage were frightened, and their son was so scared that he hid in the carriage and did not dare to show his face.
The hostess ordered the two cars in front and behind to turn around and leave quickly, but it was a step too late. The refugees surrounded them in the center. Looking at these dirty refugees, their eyes showed hunger, pleading and fierceness. If they were not given food,
, he might immediately rush to grab it.
In the end, for the sake of safety, this relatively well-to-do family had to distribute all the food and money in the car to the refugees. Even the animals they were pulling were slaughtered by the refugees, and this guy was able to leave in despair. At this time,
Those who were traveling with them had already disappeared in the chaos.
Yuko was walking alone on the road. One of the horses he bought had been robbed before. He did not take the main road, but walked in the fields and between the mountains. However, refugees continued to appear on the small road, and he also saw a
A pair of fresh human bones.
He passed through several consecutive villages. The original residents of the villages had long since disappeared, and the victims had turned them into refugee camps.
Yuko was tired from walking, so he ate pancakes under a pine tree, and was soon discovered. Just this ordinary food immediately attracted hundreds of people to watch. Yuko laughed twice and reluctantly put his backpack away.
All the pancakes in the pancakes were taken out and distributed to these people, but there was not enough.
Those who didn’t get a piece of cake were crying, but those who got a piece of cake still felt it wasn’t enough. Yuko took the opportunity to ask them about the situation. They all fled from foreign countries. Some of them had their hometowns destroyed, so they went to countries that were not affected by the disaster to seek a way to survive.
.Some people sold their property for a few pieces of bread and a few pieces of cheese at a low price, and were kicked out of their homes and became homeless.
Taotao, a young student who looked like a student, kept recounting his hardships. He said: "Nothing is valuable now, only food is the most valuable. Do you see that girl over there? She is the beauty of my college. How many people have pursued her in the past?"
. Now, half a fruit can sleep with her for a day. Oh, what a pity for such a person."
Yuko asked: "I heard that the Holy Garden distributes food to refugees for free."
"Free?" The man next to him sneered: "Who told you it's free? Maybe there are free food distribution in some places, but I have never seen it. I only saw those animals who came to blackmail us and buy my property at a low price!
I am seventy-six years old. I have worked hard for fifty years to save my family property, but they gave away three hundred kilograms of potatoes and five hundred kilograms of corn. Oh, I am so angry, I am holding fire in my heart!" He bit bitterly.
, I clutched my heart and felt another burst of angina pectoris.
At this time, a couple dragged two children past the road, and the family of four was crying. The wife reluctantly talked to the two children, and asked her husband to take good care of the children. The meaning behind her words seemed to be
Be different.
After a while, two people came, gave the husband a bag of food, and led the wife away. The child cried loudly, and the husband stared blankly at his wife who couldn't help but look back and walked away, as if he had lost his soul and died.
He held the child's hand tightly to prevent them from chasing him out.
Yuko listened to their complaints for dozens of more minutes. The two children were tired from crying and their voices were hoarse. The husband who was holding the two children finally shed tears and threw the food in his arms to the ground angrily. He was also afraid that
The people nearby came to grab it, quickly picked it up, hugged it tightly in their arms and left.
The old man who was chatting sighed bitterly, and his original resentment was only filled with sadness and sorrow: "Oh, poor child, poor woman, just gone."
"No more?" Yuko didn't understand for a moment: "Wasn't that woman sold before?"
The old man chatting shook his head: "She was bought. What do you think she was bought for? There are dozens of kilograms of meat on her body."
Yuko's eyes widened and he stood up: "What did you say?!"
The uncle pointed and said, "Just go to the intersection ahead and have a look."
Yuko rushed towards the intersection as if he was flying, and saw a meat stall in the middle of the intersection. He ran over and took a look, and was stunned on the spot.