Today's Witholands is less than a third of what it was in its heyday. No one wants to rebuild this place, and few people even mention it.

What was once a magnificent temple is now a pitiful ruin. Weeds grow in the middle of the cracks in the rocks, and mottled marks tell of the fierce battles that once took place here.

There are bullet holes in the walls, and some of the stone pillars still have shrapnel from the bombs that exploded.

The demons rebuild their homes here, but they receive little help. Although the Ranhill Empire is willing to provide food and supplies, even the demons themselves are not willing to invest too much in this place.

The demon leaders in power don't have much affection for the city, they are either the demon races that have been squeezed out by the origin of magic, or they are vested interests who rely on the Irlanhill Empire to promote to the top, so they are all unwilling to have anything to do with Witholands.

The former demon capital, once the largest city in the demon world, is now only a tragic end full of ruins.

On the contrary, it was Angshire who became the new largest city in the Demon Realm, the prosperity of the port of Santoba, the prosperity of Manito, and the sheer size of Stoffil.

No one dared to allocate funds to this city full of sins, and no one dared to transport supplies to this city. The demons instinctively resist this place, let alone other races such as humans.

In short, the prosperity of the Irlanhill Empire seems to be incompatible with this place. There are dilapidated scenes everywhere, and walking on the streets is like walking in the midst of an ancient ruin.

Frankly speaking, nowadays, even the ancient city of the elves on Yuexiris has been renovated, which is far more pleasing to the eye than this former demon giant city.

Not to mention, the previous Orchid Hill Empire, but in less than three years, it took less than three years to rebuild the capital of the Holy Demon Empire, which was completely in ruins, into the Iron Fort that is famous today.

Every once in a while, there will still be some food from unknown sources, as well as miscellaneous brands of pickled vegetables and other foods flowing into the city to meet the city's basic needs.

As for development, it can only be described as hehe - the city is dead, this is the consensus of everyone.

A shirtless demon walked listlessly through the middle of the street, one of the few craftsmen in the city. He and several demons helped other demons repair their houses in order to receive some food to feed their family.

It is absolutely forbidden to eat the same kind, and the Iran Hill Empire has made it clear that it is forbidden to eat the same kind under any circumstances.

If it is discovered, it will be executed immediately, and if it is not good, it will be necessary to bring the family, in this case, even the devil has to abide by such a rule.

Even without the fear of food shortages, the city's population hasn't changed in three years. Even, compared to three years ago, it is still a slight decline.

Because every once in a while, the Irranhill Empire's troop carriers pass by, forcibly requisitioning some demons, escorting them away and going to other planets to reclaim the wasteland.

Demons are already very reproductive, so many places are willing to introduce demons to enrich the local population.

Because with the population, there will be taxes, and there will be a real economic environment: those puppet robots, no matter how many they are, are just labor, and they cannot revitalize the local economic environment and make a certain region prosperous.

However, due to the Empire's restrictive laws, there is an absolute limit to the number of demons that can be introduced into each planet, so it is impossible to fill a planet with a large number of demons in one go.

Unless it's those special, demonic single-race planets that protect planets, there will be more demons than other races.

On the other planets, according to the laws of the Empire, the rule that only two other races can introduce a demonic reclamation immigrant can be strictly enforced.

"Hey! Ludy ...... Mr...... When will our house be repaired? A demonic woman sitting on the side of the road, scrubbing her dirty clothes, shouted at the construction worker Ludy at the top of her voice.

Lu Di, who had been working for two days in a row and had repaired a small two-story building, did not stop, and replied: "Morning! There are still two blocks to go, just to get here. ”

No way, this is already the fastest speed he can work. If you put it in the past, when the magic source ruled, it would take almost two or three times as long to build a house.

"Buzz...... a car engine roared from the other side of the street, and everyone on both sides of the road subconsciously stood up.

This type of gasoline-powered car is no longer available in most cities of the Iran Hill Empire, as most cars are now powered by pure electric power.

Only in a city like Witholands, which is backward and has no possibility of development in a short period of time, will there be people who use gasoline-powered cars.

Eventually, an obsolete old jeep that had scraped off the Golden Eagle wings emblem on the door stopped, and a high-level demon stepped on the brakes, shifted the gear back to neutral, pulled the handbrake, and jumped out of the car.

"Whew!" All the demons breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the car that was not the one that was not the one that was grabbing people, and then the elated expressions hung on the faces of these demons.

Since it's not a car to grab people, it's a car to deliver food! This is the law they have mastered in more than a year.

Sure enough, the demon grabbed two sacks from the car with the reserve of military food and threw them at his feet: "Hand over the valuable things you dug up from the ruins, and you can take these foods!" ”

The demon who came by car shouted loudly, because he had a long sword hanging from his waist, and he was still a high-level demon who could do magic, so he was not worried that someone would rob him of his food here.

And the demons here have long been afraid to rob anything, they are afraid of their own barbarism and scare away the "merchants" who come to exchange food for things.

A handful of gems of various sizes were snatched out of the pocket of his pants by Ludy and spilled into the cloth pocket of the demon who drove in.

Then Ludy took the two pockets of instant noodles that the other party handed him, as well as a few bags of pickles.

Who would have thought that nowadays, gemstones and some other precious metals can only be exchanged for such a small amount of food in the dilapidated Witholands?

"Give me more." Ludy touched his empty pocket and begged.

The demon who came by car was not stingy, grabbed another bag of three-free mustard produced in a small place, and threw it to Lu Di: "Next time!" Find something good and come back! ”

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