our family is gone

Chapter 176 Refugee Camp

Everyone sees the glamorous side of Totnes, and they are full of longing and fantasies about Totnes, wishing to give all the beauty in their minds.

But who knew it was part of Totnes?

When Boudica was in the tribe, she often heard the elders talk about the wealth of the empire, and the name of Totnes was heard even by tribes far away in the mountains like her.

Having seen the prosperity and beauty of the central city, I thought the chaos in the outer city just now was the limit, but I didn't expect to see it now, and it would have a great impact on Boudica.

"Boss, why is there still such a lump in Totani?"

"What are the shantytowns here? Although these people are struggling, they still have a bite to eat. You won't know what is the real reality until you see the refugee camp. The environment of the empire is not much better than your mountains."

Lance, on the other hand, seemed very calm, even thinking about joking.

"It's time to give you a little empire shock~"

Boudica frowned when she heard this. She had seen refugee camps in Owendo, could it be worse?
It's just that she soon understood why the boss said such things.

The scales are different, with less than 3000 people scattered outside and part of them gathered and placed, without showing too much oppressive force.

But here, the mountains and plains are full of refugees, and the camps built indiscriminately are dark and dense, with no border in sight.

"This is the empire~"

Lance looked at the past. Although he saw a little bit from the river bank before, he really felt the oppression after he actually visited it in person.

And there are countless human heads in it, all of them are ragged and unkempt.

But even at this time, the quarrels, bullying, and fighting broke out in the refugee camp seemed to never stop.

People die every second, and new refugees come in the next second. Madness and chaos occupy an absolute advantage, and there is no order at all.

"Why are there so many thin bamboo poles? It's as big as mushrooms emerging from the rain."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Boudica was a little confused. Why are there so many refugees here?

"This is the end of them. If you go east, you can only jump into the sea. They escaped here after a lot of hard work. Everyone wants to stay in this rich place. Naturally, it is impossible to go back, so the people who accumulate are getting bigger and bigger. More and more."

Speaking of which, Lance corrected Boudica's statement.

"Also, they're people, read 'people' with me."

"Tolerance~"

"people."

"blade."

Lance didn't bother to correct her, and walked directly towards the camp set up by the refugees.

To be honest, it is undeniable that the long migration eliminated the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. Although these refugees were in distress, their quality was better than those outside Owendo.

Basically, they are men and women who are in their prime. They rarely see old people, and even if they do, they depend on their families.

At this time, the advantage of the family with more children is reflected. The blood unites them together, and the ability to resist risks is stronger.

But more are ordinary people, and ordinary families.

"My lord, please give me some money..." A refugee saw someone coming out of the gathering.

"Get out!" Lance kicked up before he finished speaking, so he didn't use any force, otherwise this kick would kill him.

Now he is like a sheep among wolves, with countless eyes staring at him, if he shows a little soft-heartedness, he will be surrounded.

Although he is not afraid, why should avoidable trouble cause chaos?
Only being tough and domineering can bring those guys to their senses.

And just now, the guy knew that he was a street scammer at a glance. If he really couldn't survive, he couldn't ask for money. It didn't take much thinking to know that it was the gangs mixed in with the refugees who were tempting him.

Sure enough, Lance's posture frightened those people, preventing them from acting rashly.

Continuing to go deeper into it, Lance frowned. Totnes was divided into upper, middle and lower districts according to their strength, and also divided into three classes of people.

And this situation also happened here. The more powerful the refugees among the refugees, the more they could squeeze into the side near the city, and at the same time occupied most of the resources flowing out of Totnes.

And because of the problem of time, those people have long established a new order in the chaos.

But the more you go out, the more obvious the chaos, and the worse the state of the refugees, even to the point of exchanging children for food.

"Take the child away, he is very good, he won't eat much food."

"My daughter Bai Baijingjing has never done rough work since she was a child, and she looks good after only two days of raising her."

"If you want to eat in one bite, you are the one who belongs to you."

"..."

Lance was walking among them. On both sides of the main road, he could see some children being pushed out by their parents and hawking to people passing by.

There were still many people on the way in and out of Totnes, and children panicked to meet the gazes of passers-by, while some were simply numb, or were too hungry to move.

Not only children, but even adults are sold. In the current environment, no one wants to waste resources on children. Once they die, they will lose all their money. Adults are the best goods...

Lance glanced over, seeing this situation, there was no compassion in his heart, but an inexplicable anger.

why?
Because he knew that even if he showed compassion, he could not save so many people. This stretched out for about five kilometers. According to the density visible to the naked eye, there must be more than [-] to [-] refugees, but more than [-].

Not to mention one hundred thousand people, even one hundred thousand pigs are not something he can eat.

Even if this is already the case here, it is still difficult to stop the refugees who keep coming. They drag their families and push the wooden carts with all their belongings, holding hope for Totnes.

Lance had lost his eyesight and didn't bother to care about it, because he quickly realized that it was a useless emotion and straightened his identity.

He didn't enjoy that right, and naturally he didn't need to bear any responsibility for these refugees. Simply put, who are you sending it to?What is your identity?Imperial affairs are none of your business?

He only needs to follow his own pace, develop the territory, and then accumulate strength to trouble the ancestor. If the ancestor does not die, he will not have a day of peace.

The two walked through the refugee area and finally stopped at the edge of the refugee camp near the river bank.

"It's here."

Lance looked at the surrounding environment. He came out today to select camps, select refugees, and then set off back as soon as possible.

It is close to the river bank. When the time comes, the boat will come and board the boat directly. There is no need to go around again, and you can get water nearby to meet the needs of the camp.

Of course, a camp with a thousand people cannot be managed by him alone, and the Water Merchant Group still has some people here. When the agreed time is up, a small boat will come and deliver a batch of supplies and related people.

Lance only needs to order those people to set up the camp, and at the same time he can finally execute the plan.

"You stay here and guard. If someone makes trouble and hit him directly, your wine will be settled tonight if you do well."

Boudica had no interest in the refugee camp, let alone the matter of "wine", so he immediately raised his halberd and roared, yelling strange words.

"If you dare to commit a crime..."

Lance didn't bother to care about her going crazy, and turned back and walked towards the refugees again, but the world became pale in his vision.

Spiritual vision, open!

How big is the potential for extraordinary power?

Lance realizes that this is a road that is not much worse than the technological route. As a pragmatist, he does not reject superhuman powers. Even this route has been taken by others, which can save him a lot of time and is more in line with his time-critical requirements. , On the contrary, the scientific and technological route needs a lot of time to accumulate to see results, and it is difficult to form combat effectiveness in a short time.

Similarly, if you want to fight against extraordinary power, you must understand and be familiar with controlling extraordinary power.

Then at this time, he will start to prepare the corresponding talents.

As far as the eye can see is a large area of ​​darkness, it can only be said that the church and all kinds of supernatural forces have searched too hard, and they will not leave any **** scum to him.

Until he suddenly stopped and looked at a child standing alone by the side of the road, and in front of him was a fallen corpse. Looking at the gray hair, he knew it was an old man.

I probably guessed what was going on, it was nothing more than holding on to bring the child here, and when the obsession was completed, I couldn't hold on anymore.

The child was only five or six years old, and he just stared blankly at the corpse without crying or fussing.

But Lance noticed the violently fluctuating spiritual light shining on the child, and finally understood the spiritual fluctuations caused by extreme emotions in the author's mouth of [Spiritual Vision].

"What's your name?" Lance approached

"Isaac." The child looked up at Lance, with a calm expression without any fear, but Lance saw something different with his vision.

It seems that he has fallen into an extreme state and covered up his original emotions.

"Come with me." Lance smiled and held out his hand to him.

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The power of the camp is constantly expanding.

It was still the same requirement. Lance selected families among the refugees and put them into the camp. Only with the restraint of the family would they pursue stability and honestly contribute to the development of the territory.

Don't want big families, don't want to be single, don't want to be physically handicapped, don't want to be too ugly... When the conditions become more and more, the goals that meet him become less and less.

Of course, he still has a different side to some talents, craftsmen, literacy, arithmetic, and skills.

Needless to say, among so many refugees, there are still some talents selected, but their condition is not very good.

Basically only refugees who have been severely beaten will choose to join. Some have already gained a foothold by exploiting other refugees, while others have just arrived and still have illusions about Totnes.

Lance didn't care, anyway, there was a lack of everything here, but there was no shortage of people.

If you don't come, someone will come!

The only pity is that Lance walked around before finding seven children with extraordinary talents.

As for the adults, it's not that there is no such thing, but Lance doesn't like the formation of the three views. What he needs to cultivate is his own transcendent, even if it wastes a little time.

Notices were posted in front of the camp, and with the promotion of some people, a steady stream of people came over and wanted to join.

Of course, it was more attracted by the smell of food coming out of the camp cauldron for a long time.

Lance did not pretend to be someone else, but sat at the gate of the camp himself, and only those selected by him could join.

But here the family passed the test and came out of it. Under the envious and jealous eyes of others, the family hugged each other tightly and shouted some gods and gods in unison.

"Oh~ Thank you, Holy Light, for your blessing..."

"Huh?" Lance frowned when he heard this, and immediately raised his finger, "You are not allowed to join the camp."

This order without warning directly stunned the family, and the joy on their faces was quickly taken over by panic before it faded away.

Didn't you say you passed it?

"Big... my lord... we..."

"Needless to say, the relief of the church is standing in the city, go to your god to save you, I am recruiting serfs, to work."

Grandma drops!I saved your family, so if you don’t thank me, why don’t you thank the church?

Since you like God so much, let’s satisfy you and let your God save you.

"I can work!" The family still wanted to struggle, but Lance was too lazy to waste time on them and raised his hand.

"next."

The family lost their chance, and stood there blankly with ashen faces, a huge gap from the joy just now.

It would be fine if they were rejected directly, but they didn't expect to be picked, but they lost the opportunity because of one sentence.

Feeling that the clothes were being pulled, the man looked down at the child's longing eyes. The family had been hungry for a long time. He wanted to ask for mercy, but Lance would not leave him at all. In the end, driven by everyone, he could only bow his head and turn around in a state of embarrassment. leave.

But the countless onlookers around gloated and laughed, as well as rejoicing. If there were fewer people, then his chances would be even greater.

As for those who entered the camp, they also did not give those believers a good face. They were more or less shallow believers, but the escape along the way has made them realize what reality is.

Check it out, is there any use for farts in the Church of Light, the Holy Light can't feed an empty stomach.

Only adults have truly fulfilled their promises and provided them with a stable environment without worrying about being bullied or food.

And this is exactly what Lance has been instilling in them intentionally or unintentionally, can the religious gods get away from the fuck.

He doesn't bother to ask believers who can't distinguish the actual situation, no matter how good he is to these people, he will attribute them to their gods.

They are worthless and anyone can replace them.

What's more, resources are tight and it is impossible to waste them on these people.

The camp was chosen on the river bank at the edge of the refugee camp, less than [-] meters outside the gate was on the main road, and those who wanted to enter Totnes must come here.

While Lance was busy reviewing, the quarrel outside caught his attention.

A burst of spiritual fluctuations that could be felt out of thin air without requiring a spiritual vision, this was the first time he encountered such a situation, he stood up and looked over.

(End of this chapter)