People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 665: Can’t you tell the difference between the big and small kings?

The dark night enveloped the desolate city like a ruin.

After a depressing day, the Norbert District finally ushered in a deadly night again.

No one knows whether they can open their eyes again the next day after closing them this time, but they must force themselves to rest in order to recover their energy to deal with the events that may happen the next day.

Some people also tried to carry out their actions in the cover of night.

It hasn't been long since the Norbert District separated from the main body of Londinium, but the residents living there feel that it has been so long that they have almost forgotten the time.

The order they were accustomed to was collapsing at a speed no one expected.

When a person feels hungry, he will think of exchanging valuable items on him for food with others.

When a man is dragged into fear by hunger, he will try to exchange dignity for courage and pick up any food he can eat.

When a person is mad with hunger, he will eat everything, including himself.

How much supplies does a city consume every day?

In the past, most people would not care about this data.

Of course, few people care now...

Bonfires burned at the edge of the blockade, wood crackling in the flames, delighting people's cold souls with their own wails.

The Sarkaz continued the tradition of their clan, and in order to make the fire burn more vigorously, they went out of their way to find some books.

He is very smart and good at summarizing patterns.

For example, tearing a book apart and throwing sheets of paper into the fire will cause the flames to rise explosively, but the cost is that the paper will burn faster.

Therefore, Sarkaz specially stockpiled a large number of books during the day. Among them, he liked those books that looked very old, or those made of special materials such as parchment, which burned vigorously and for a long time.

"This damn weather, it gets so cold at night."

Sarkaz sat by the campfire and muttered a few words. He fumbled in his arms and took out a cigarette that he had found on the body of an unknown companion, and put it in his mouth.

Tearing out a piece of parchment and casually glancing at the incomprehensible characters and formulas on it, Sarkaz lit it, then used it as a match to hold it close to his face to light the cigarette.

"call--"

The white smoke turned into a long winding dragon above the flames, and was instantly blown away by the twisted heat wave.

There were footsteps approaching slowly.

"Brother, is there anything to eat?"

The other party asked the question very naturally without waiting for Sarkaz to turn around.

"There's no food. If you're short of cigarettes, I can give you two." Upon hearing the other party's tone, Sarkaz didn't bother to turn around and automatically classified him as a companion.

"Forget it. My sister will dislike me if I smell like cigarettes."

"You actually have a family, that's incredible... huh? Who are you?!"

Sarkaz turned around in surprise and was about to make a joke, but was shocked to find that there was a white-haired Luper next to him.

He jumped up from the ground and his hand touched his weapon.

"Qi Yan."

puff-

The Sarkaz knelt on the ground with both knees, and his movements were as smooth as if he had practiced it countless times.

Qi Yan:?

Sensing Qi Yan's doubts, Sarkaz's clever brain, which had not been polluted by knowledge, thought of a way to deal with it in a flash.

"I like to kneel, don't mind." Sarkaz said sincerely.

Qi Yan said with disdain:

"A man's knees are made of gold, how can he kneel down so easily?"

"I'm trying to extract the gold." Sarkaz remained sincere.

Qi Yan: "..."

It's a talent.

Qi Yan actually felt a little bit of admiration for talent.

"Sit down and talk." Qi Yan waved his hand, "Do you know why I came to see you?"

The Sarkaz didn't dare to disobey. He just knelt on the ground and shook his head.

Looking at the Sarkaz in front of him, whose physique was half as big as his, sitting in a little bird-like posture, Qi Yan felt a chill all over his body.

With a sigh, Qi Yan turned his face away from this guy:

"Is there anything to eat?"

"No."

"Are there any weapons?"

"Have."

"Would you like something to eat?"

"miss you!"

"Come with me, I'll take you to find something to eat."

Sarkaz's eyes suddenly widened, and his back unconsciously straightened up, but then he immediately backed down:

"But the Regent asked us to guard the Norbert Quarter."

"What did you say Tracy was?"

"Regent."

"What am I?"

"You are... the devil, the devil king."

"So you can't tell the difference between the big and small kings, right?"

"..."

Sarkaz's scalp was numbing after hearing Qi Yan's questions. His brain had turned into a mess and he lost the ability to think.

Qi Yan casually pulled out the half-burned cigarette from Sarkaz's fingertips and threw it into the campfire.

"Quit smoking in the future."

"why?"

"It affects your health. Your lungs will get sick when you get old."

"Old...old?"

"Well, if you hang out with me, you'll have a new worry to consider in the future."

"what?"

“How to maintain good health so that you can live a few more decades and enjoy a few more decades when you are old.”

"..."

At this moment, Sarkaz was so shocked that his fingertips were slightly numb.

With his almost non-existent knowledge, he couldn't describe the emotions churning in his heart at the moment, but he was smart and he felt like he was about to grasp something.

"What do you want me to do?"

"It's not you, it's you."

"us?"

"Yes, it's us." Qi Yan stood up and patted Sarkaz on the shoulder, "We are going to do something big and create a miracle!"

"Demon Lord, you say!" Sarkaz's voice was trembling.

"First, my name is not Demon King, my name is Qi Yan, you can also call me Dean."

Qi Yan pointed at the kneeling legs of Sarkaz and said, "Second, stand up! Don't kneel!"

Sarkaz quickly stood up straight.

"Third, call all the brothers who are willing to hang out with me and gather all the food together."

Sarkaz nodded in agreement.

"Fourth, use the communication equipment to broadcast that this plot of land is now independent and named the Victoria Nursing Home Branch!"

Sarkaz's legs went weak and he knelt down again.

Qi Yan:?

Under Qi Yan's increasingly dangerous gaze, Sarkaz trembled and stood up again.

"Fifth, gather the Victorian civilians in the restricted area and manage them together. Hand over their food. I took a walk around the Norbert District today and found that you left so much food for them. Is this reasonable?

From now on, they will be assigned the task of cleaning up the street source stone bushes and repairing basic facilities such as houses every day. Only those who complete the task can eat. "

The Sarkaz were dumbfounded.

Everyone says that the Sarkaz are cruel and ruthless, but compared to Qi Yan, the Sarkaz are as gentle as a group of saints. No wonder Qi Yan is the devil!

"Sixth, when the airship comes back from outside, immediately bring people to grab it and capture Theresa for me!"

The Sarkaz knelt down again.

"Is there a crane on your knee?" Qi Yan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"She...she is also a demon king." Sarkaz argued weakly.

"Then take down the airship, and then bring Theresa to me." Qi Yan changed his words, "You should understand what I mean, right?"

“Understood, understood. But even if Her Highness Theresa agrees, the airship…”

"Tell the dead soul in the airship that if it refuses to obey, I will go over and reason with it myself."