Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 418 The Name of Despair
After paying a silver coin as the city entrance tax, Katie finally entered Mithril City and came to the lower city.

As soon as she entered, the first thing Katie saw was the most common slums in the lower city, but there were more places near the city wall, and they were already connected.

This is because the more the water flows out, the more serious the pollution is, and the dense population in the lower city makes this situation even more serious. Therefore, anyone with a little ability will try to get close to the city wall in the middle city. If the water just discharged there is filtered through layers, it is barely enough. It can be drunk, of course, various sequelae and diseases are inevitable, but occasionally some property can be salvaged from the sewage, which is naturally more popular.

Those who have no ability can only live farther and farther away, and the farther they go, the poorer they become. For example, the outermost areas near the root of the city wall are almost all slums that have no money and can only rely on picking up garbage.

These areas composed of large and small shacks are like psoriasis growing in the city, hiding countless sins and malice, and it is not as simple as it seems.

There is no way, a large number of the lowest-level residents live here. Some of them are escaped slaves, some are criminals, and most of them are incompetent people who have no ability to make money, no ability to kill, and no value to be killed.

The vast majority of residents here are poor and have only one worthless life left, so they either live in pain or choose to fight with their lives. Over time, poverty and death have become the only things left here.

As soon as Katie came in, she was stared at by countless malicious eyes. Many of them didn't understand what a witch represented, and of course they didn't care. Living in hell itself, no matter how miserable it is, can it be worse than now?
And as long as they succeed once, the money they sell for such high-quality goods is enough to make them move out of this desperate place in the lower city. started to rot.

Fortunately, Katie was accompanied by the Minotaur. This monster was not easy to mess with just from its appearance. With its blood-red bull's eyes glaring, even a senior adventurer's legs would have to be weak, let alone the spirit. The gods are poor people who have suffered serious losses, so even if there are those who are not afraid of death, they are unwilling to act rashly, because they can't see the slightest possibility of success, so it is better to choose a goal that is bigger than success.

At the same time that Katie felt countless malicious eyes, the caravan that entered the city with her had already hacked to death seven or eight poor people in the lower city who were petty. Used on both sides of the carriage to deter those who came after.

But it’s useless. The poor in the lower city don’t care about death. If there is a chance, they are willing to die. There are not a few people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for a piece of bread and a bowl of water. This forces the caravan to be more nervous than outside. Don't temporarily hire local gangs to escort them to Midtown.

These local gangs, dressed in broken cloth and carrying all kinds of messy tetanus weapons, are quite reputable. They collected half of the money and formed a circle. Anyone who dared to approach would be beaten to death without saying a word.

As for resistance, hehe, they are local snakes in the first place, and they are all fighting each other. Compared with them, they are either joining or going with each other. In order to maintain this business, they will not easily break the rules and fight each other. Under the escort of the police, they successfully entered the central city area guarded by the city defense army, and they also got a sum of money to survive as they wished. As for the poor people in the lower city area who are about to starve to death, who cares.

Katie thinks she has seen many bad places, but this is the first time she has seen one that is so bad, and as she goes deeper, more dark sides of the slums are revealed, making her realize that the bad environment is just the worst. On the humble side, despair is the theme here.

There is no land that can be cultivated, no job that can be worked, and there is no chance of success or hope of survival. Desperation is everywhere here. The skinny poor are either stealing or looting, or waiting for death to come .

What's even more frightening is that there are three transactions that have already formed a scale, slaves, death and souls.

Selling oneself to the Midtown as a slave is almost the only chance for the poor in the Lower Town to escape their fate, although it may become a target for killing for fun, a live bait for feeding pets, a laborer who works hard to death, or a legal professional Experimental materials, but as long as they can leave the lower city, some people are willing to sell themselves, so the lower city has the largest slave trading market in Mithril City, and even attracts many slave traders who specialize in this business, and together they make the market Bigger and stronger.

Katie had expected this, but the undead spellcaster who picked corpses and living people here openly made her more knowledgeable.

The corpses drifting down the sewage from the upper city and the middle city will be salvaged by the poor here. The badly decayed ones will be piled up into a pile of bones, and the fresher ones will be embalmed and wrapped with cloth strips to prevent insects from eating.

These are just placed one by one, and let the undead spellcasters in the central city choose.

Occasionally, a living person is favored by the undead spellcaster, and he can take away as long as he gives a pitifully small amount of money. It is estimated that he will become a stupid skeleton soldier in a short time. If he is lucky, he may become a skeleton soldier. A good-looking zombie can at least see what it looked like before birth.

There are also some cultists, they buy a bunch of fresh sacrifices in a big way, and they just find an open space to perform blood sacrifices, making the surrounding smoky, but as long as they give money, these are not a problem, no one cares that their souls will fall The devil is still in the hands of the evil god, and the local gang will even prepare sacrifices in advance according to the other party's requirements, and even clean up the venue afterwards.

This is not hell, but it is more like hell than hell.

As a sensitive witch, Katie, who witnessed everything, undoubtedly suffered a huge shock to her heart. Now she seems to be in a swamp called despair, and she is infiltrated by despair all the time.

Fortunately, the holy emblem of the shadow of death shrouded Kitty in a shadow at this time, allowing her to obtain a short period of peace under the quiet shadow.

"Now I understand why my mother's prophecy is here." Katie, whose name is Despair, said with a wry smile.

Fortunately, the shadow of death embraces death and darkness, so that Katie's heart will not be distorted by feeling too much despair, but find a new path.

(End of this chapter)