Master of Thermodynamics

Torres city, pier.

After walking along the muddy road for a while, when there was still some distance from the pier in the city, Renault smelled a faint fishy smell, and he couldn't help frowning.

With a keen sense of smell, he can distinguish the smell of excrement and urine, and the smell of domestic garbage. Obviously, the local residents used the Canterlot River, which traverses the town, as a garbage dump and dumped everything in it.

Renault has no doubt that this Canterlot River is also the main source of water for residents.

This amazing approach may also be called "recycling resources". With so many condiments added to the river water, the water in the river is of course rich in various nutrients, and when it is used as drinking water, it can be regarded as an additional supplement. Nutrition.

The phrase "fertile water does not flow to outsiders' fields" is the best explanation for this behavior.

The lifestyle of the Turtles in the Alien World is so unrestrained...Uh, it's outrageous.

The little boy leading the way wiped his nose with his dirty sleeves, turned his head to look at Igos, and said happily:

"Good-hearted master, walk to the end of the street over there, turn left and you will see the pier. There are several chambers of commerce near the pier where you can rent boats. I heard that business is not good now, and the price is much cheaper than in previous years..."

Having said that, the little guy licked his lips and glanced at the right hand that Igos was holding tightly, revealing a look of a wealthy fan.

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, with a trace of fear on his little black face. After hesitating for a while, he asked timidly:

"Gentle lord, can I just lead the way here?"

Igos glared at the little boy, and lightly tossed the three copper nars he was holding with his right hand, and said sternly:

"Little thing, are you kidding me? People who don't believe in not only get paid, but they also have to be punished."

The little boy took a step back in fright and said incoherently:

"Master, I didn't fool you... That bad thing Clark appears at the pier every noon. He likes blackmailing children the most. If he sees me..."

Igos shook his head speechlessly, this fact is too common.

In the slums of many cities, the mafia is the de facto ruling class. They control almost all affairs in the area. In many cases, even the official institutions have to rely on them to do things.

This is one of the social ecology of alien towns.

Only the poor are really unlucky. On the one hand, they have to accept the squeeze of the noble lords, and on the other hand, they will be stripped of their skin by the Mafia.

Igos said "Next" to the little boy, and threw three copper nars over.

The little boy caught Tongnar, his little face suddenly smiled, he bent over and bowed to the crowd, and ran away in a hurry.

At this moment, Renault suddenly heard a noise erupting in the distance. Judging from the source of the sound, it was the location of the dock. He said calmly:

"There seems to be a situation at the pier, let's take a look..."

The group set off immediately.

After reaching the end of the street, Renault saw the tattered dock.

At this time, a corner of the wharf was blocked by the crowd, and noisy discussions and angry shouts were coming out of the crowd.

"...Asshole, let me get away...As long as I'm there, no one can even move Lilian's finger..."

"...Arik thanks you, poor ghost, let the labor and capital stay away... I owe money from our Morse Society..."

In the noisy sound, there were also exclamations, and occasionally there were several metal collisions.

Renault cast a wink at Iggos, Iggos bowed slightly and walked to the crowd. Gulum looked at each other with the other island guard and immediately followed Iggos's footsteps.

The arrival of Renault and others at this time was also noticed by many people on the dock.

These ragged civilians saw the strength of the island guards, wearing sophisticated leather armor and holding weapons in their hands. They only looked at the island guards with evasive gaze. Many people still quietly stepped back and tried to fight with them. They keep their distance for fear of getting into trouble.

For these civilians struggling at the bottom of society, every member of the island guard is the object they look up to, and even more so in their eyes.

Soon, Igos squeezed out the crowd, returned to Renault, and began to whisper what he had heard.

"Your Excellency, it's just a poor man who borrowed loan sharks from the Mafia. He could have afforded loan sharks. Unfortunately, many businessmen have left Torres City recently, and there are fewer jobs that can be found at the pier..."

"So he can't afford loan sharks. The mafia wants to take his daughter away forcibly. That guy is holding a weapon against the mafia and wants to stop the mafia..."

Renault blinked, glanced at the crowd, and said faintly:

"Gurum, take people to drive all these people away, they are blocking the way of the master here..."

Gurum didn't hesitate to bow his head and responded with a "Yes", then he greeted a few members of the island protection team, and a few "kengkeng" drew out their weapons and strode aggressively towards the crowd. Before they got close, he shouted fiercely Screamed:

"Get all out of the labor and management. If anyone dares not to go, labor and management will interrupt someone's leg and throw him down the Canterlot River..."

The posture of Grum and the others as a bully appeared on the stage, and the effect was extremely obvious. When the onlookers saw them, they rushed to disperse, as if they encountered a terrible plague.

The Mafia in the center of the crowd looked at the island guards with suspicion, and immediately gave way to the road with a full smile, nodding and bowing, standing by the side of the road, waiting for the "Plague Gods" to pass.

Although these Mafia gangsters do all things evil, they can be regarded as the most knowledgeable and eye-catching group of civilians. They can tell at a glance that these island guards are definitely a group of murderous murderers.

Only the middle-aged man who was protecting his daughter was a little at a loss for a while. His wrinkled face still had anger remaining. After a long pause, he hurriedly pulled the panicked daughter away.

At this time, the road that was blocked to death immediately became extremely spacious, and the streets were silent, and everyone was close to the side of the road, as if there was a huge danger in the middle of the road.

Grumm scanned the crowd coldly, and people couldn't help but hang their heads wherever he saw, and didn't dare to look at him.

He nodded in satisfaction, turned around and saluted Renault from afar, and then made a gesture to indicate that he could pass.

Only then did Renault take a step forward and walked forward. Iggos and the other island guards immediately followed up, and a group of people walked forward mightily.

When passing by the Mafia, Renault suddenly stopped, coughed lightly, and spit out a big mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and it happened to spit on a black stinking stain.

Then Renault turned his head and looked at the Mafia headed by the head blankly, stretched out his right finger to the thick phlegm on the ground, and said in a high voice:

"You, lick it clean for me!"