The number of people who came to pick up the second meal was a little higher, but fortunately, the three of them had been waiting in the square and grabbed a higher position. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It wasn't until he actually joined the line that Snakefang understood why the fences were built around a wooden platform, where the speaker was a different person, still babbling about the new policy, and listening to him talk about the porridge himself.

The crowd slowly moved forward, and after waiting for about a quarter of an hour, he finally made his way around the back of the wooden platform.

Stretch out the back of your right hand. The guard who was waiting here said.

After the snake fangs did so, the other party pressed a seal on the back of his hand.

"Next. ”

From here, the wooden fence expanded to both sides, enclosing an open area, but the queue was still not over, and everyone was guided by the guards to receive the wooden bowls in turn, make porridge, and go to the other end to drink porridge and put the bowls. It's hard to believe that this orderly order was created by ordinary civilians and rats.

Snakefang looked back at the long line behind him, and a sense of absurdity rose in his heart, as if they were not begging for alms, but completing a solemn ceremony.

"What did he print for us?" Tiger Claw poked its head out from behind, "I can't wipe it off." ”

"Presumably to prevent us from repeating the queue after we've finished the porridge," he pouted.

There was a tall tent outside the clearing, and through the light of the fire you could see many figures busy, and from time to time heavy barrels were carried to the long wooden tables by the fence, which were then distributed to everyone by the guards—apparently freshly cooked, and the snake's fangs could not help but tremble lightly when the steaming wheat porridge was poured into the bowls.

How long has it been since he tasted hot food?

The wheat porridge was not thick, and there were no vegetable leaves and condiments, but the golden porridge noodles and overflowing fragrance alone made his saliva gush. Compared to the black bread mixed with stones and chaff, the food in the bowl made him experience the sweetness he had not experienced for a long time again.

Oops, eyes are starting to sour again.

didn't care about burning his tongue, the snake tooth drank up a bowl of wheat porridge in two or three clicks, and licked the bottom of the bowl clean. Although he had the urge to run back and ask for another bowl in his heart, he finally dispelled this idea when he saw the guards watching around him. Reluctantly putting the wooden bowl into the designated basin, he followed the crowd out of the fence area.

There is also a wooden platform at the exit, on which the speaker is enthusiastically answering everyone's questions.

Probably because there was warm food in their stomachs, and even the cold wind blowing was not as harsh as before, the three of them couldn't help but slow down and slowly leaned towards the wooden platform with the crowd.

"You ask His Highness why he is giving out relief food, and that's a good question!" said the man, dancing with his hands, "because His Highness is determined to completely rid the rats in the fortress, and those people who have been coerced by rats and have to obey them for food can be completely liberated and no longer threatened by them! At the same time, some families who do not have enough food can also survive the difficulties! This is the mercy of His Highness!"

"But you said before that the porridge is only distributed until the end of the evil moon, so what will happen after that?" someone asked aloud.

The sound of the scene suddenly calmed down a lot, and most people would be waiting for each other's answers, and the snake's teeth also pricked up their ears.

"It's easy! You can support yourselves!" the preacher laughed.

"Yourself...... Feed yourself?"

"I don't know how to farm. ”

"My lord, can you make it clearer?"

"Don't worry, let me tell you slowly!" he waved his hand, "After the end of the evil moon, the Changge Fortress and the border town will be merged into a new city, and the land in the middle needs a large number of workers to cultivate and build, this is how you support yourself! Labor, only labor can create wealth, only labor can change fate! You will receive a stable salary, and this money can not only support yourself, but also your family! At the same time, Your Highness promises that anyone who has a formal job will be accepted as a subject of the new city!"

His words sent waves through the crowd, and Snakefang felt his heart beat fast.

"Yes, I know what you're all thinking," the preacher said, "and there are quite a few rats among you...... Or, in other words, you are forced to become rats, but it doesn't matter, through your labor you will be given a new life - you will no longer have to live in the dark of earth, and you will not have to worry about being sent to the gallows one day, you can rely on your own hands in exchange for a just reward, whether it is food or clothing...... Even a sheltered place to stay!"

"Your Excellency...... As long as you're willing to work?"

He smiled and nodded, "When the time comes, His Highness will want more than tens of thousands of people, so ...... Yes, as long as you are willing to work. ”

Snakefang suddenly felt as if he understood something.

......

In the next few days, the three of them would go to the central square at noon to pick up the porridge, and more and more people went to the city to hear the news, occupying almost half of the open space in the square. Of course, there are some people who don't come for food, they just want to see the end of the street rats with their own eyes.

Almost every day of the fortress is like a festival.

When the noon porridge was distributed, the trial and execution were staged at the other end of the square.

As the woman in the white robe said...... None of the rats escaped their pursuit, and Snakefang saw Kanash's figure at the trial—his face was pale, and he knelt on the torture table trembling slightly, completely devoid of his former domineering appearance.

Then, his head was shattered by the roar of the iron pipe.

In addition to Kanash, there are many big names who have just heard the name.

For example, bloody hands, such as iron crows, such as disemboweling blades...... They are all famous kings in the black streets. They weren't much better than Kanash. The death of each rat king will set off enthusiastic cheers from the people, and in the end, the onlookers will chant the slogan of His Highness long live the prisoner while sending off the prisoner to be executed.

On the fourth day, Snakefang saw Joe again, who seemed to be fully healthy, and the four of them hugged each other in excitement.

"Where have you been these days?"

"I don't know," said Joe, shaking his head, "my head was foggy, and when I woke up, I was already lying in a tent, and my head didn't hurt anymore." The next thing is to eat and sleep until the fever is gone...... There were several patients like me, and the porridge they drank had jerky in it, and I almost swallowed my tongue for the first time. ”

"And such a good thing?" said Tigerpaw, "Hell, I want to get a cold plague!"

"Anyway, it's good to survive," Aoi said.

After everyone sighed, Snake Fang suddenly said, "When the evil moon is over, I'm going to find a job." ”

"Maybe those noble lords are just fooling us, and maybe there will be all kinds of additional requirements when the time comes," Tiger Claw said, "You see that the soldiers and police personnel of the Second Army who have begun to be recruited now all require a fixed address, and they are innocent, they have not committed any crimes, and they are not even allowed to steal, so they don't take us into account at all." ”

Snakefang shook his head and didn't answer. Little by little, the things mentioned in the announcement were becoming a reality, and he realized that His Royal Highness's so-called new city might be far more than he could have imagined - and he had gradually felt the change in the short and long days of these days.

If what the preacher said was true, would he be able to gain a foothold in the new city? If he could get rid of the rat identity and see the blank paper again, it wouldn't embarrass her, would it? )