A Sword Can Revive the World

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The petty criminals put the money in the booth, the shopkeeper put the money in front of the door, and then they all rush home.

It was in this silence that the streets that were originally very noisy, people went to the streets in an instant, and only Ximen Xue was still standing there.

"Come in, don't stand there!"

Just as Ximen Xue was stunned and stood still, there was a sound of anxious muttering from a small hotel next to it, and the owner of the voice immediately stretched out his thin forearm and slammed Ximen Xue directly. dragged in.

"You are the outsider who only came here today."

With a rather affirmative tone, a little girl with a yellow complexion and a thin body suddenly spoke.

"Ah."

Nodding slightly, Ximen Xue, who roughly surveyed the little girl, had more doubts in her heart.

Seemingly guessing the doubts in Ximen Xue's heart, the little girl said quite seriously,

"After the night bell rings, the city will enter a curfew. If you still walk on the streets, you will be caught in the city jail!"

"curfew?"

"Yes, as soon as the evening bell rings, no one can go out except the serial guards who are responsible for tax collection in the city. Otherwise, they will be punished for the crime of disorder, and they will be escorted directly outside the city to mine..."

When it came to mining, the little girl was obviously very scared and lowered her head.

But Ximen Xue was keenly aware of another topic he was very interested in from this sentence.

"Daily tax?" Big.

Chapter 197

Taxation is common everywhere.

From improving the operation of the system, to the exploitation of bandits and bandits, and even to the "IQ tax" of cutting leeks, in fact, it can be called "tax collection" in a general sense.

But even the well-informed Ximen Xue has never heard of it, there is no reason to collect taxes every day.

"Well, every evening, city guards will come from house to house to collect it."

The thin little girl looked quite strong just now, but now she reacts a little timidly.

Saving Ximen Xue before was just driven by instinct and kindness, but what if the Huotong clan in front of you didn't appreciate it?

The big brother in front of him, although he looks thin, but Luodi knows that the fire line can be released in the eyes of this clan, and he can pierce her in an instant.

Seeing the little girl's embarrassment in front of her, Ximen Xue couldn't help being dumbfounded, but in order to relieve the little girl's pressure, she changed the subject and asked,

"Okay, [-], I don't know how much tax you get here?"

The world is different, but the truth is the same.

As far as Ximen Xue knew, the normal tax collection should be between [-] taxes and [-] taxes. This level of taxation can ensure the maximum degree of affordability for the citizens.

Of course, there is no lack of precedents for two taxes and one tax, but that is also similar to the state of military control during wartime.

"Taxes...half percent."

The little girl blushed and said hesitantly.

"Oh, twenty tax one? That's not bad."

Ximen Xue nodded slightly.

Being able to guarantee [-] tax and [-] one shows that the city's operating system is relatively healthy. In this case, although the system is quite strict, it is understandable.

However, the little girl seemed to think that Ximen Xue had misunderstood something, and hurriedly said,

"It's not [-] tax and [-], but half of it is reserved for us!"

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, even with Ximenxue's rock-like state of mind, the moment he heard this sentence, he was also stunned for a moment.

No wonder, no wonder the little girl in front of her looked so thin.

The simple little girl didn't realize how shocking her words were, and saw that she grabbed the white marks left by too many clothes washing,

"Actually, it's not bad to keep half of it. If you grow some food yourself, you will barely have enough to eat."

Sitting her lips together, Ximen Xue raised her head slightly, listening to the girl in front of her who had no credibility.

"Since the tax is so heavy, why do you have to open a store?"

Although he asked, it was just a fluke in Ximenxue's heart. Sure enough, he soon heard the slightly numb voice of the little girl.

"It won't work if you don't open a store. The city owner stipulates that every household in the city must do business to entertain outsiders, otherwise they will be arrested and dig in the mountains."

"I don't dare to escape. The gates of the city are all registered, and only outsiders can leave."

There was another silence, and then Ximen Xue suddenly asked,

"Why don't you resist?"

"Resist?"

The unfamiliar words seemed to make the girl a little stunned. She seemed to want to answer, but she frowned and thought for a long time, but she didn't know what to say.

Ximen Xue did not speak any more, on the contrary, he only felt a burst of sadness.

From the moment he entered this city, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The seemingly prosperous city is shrouded in a big net called order, as if someone is watching all this with cold eyes behind the loopholes in this big net.

At first, Ximen Xue thought it was "order" that made him feel uncomfortable, but now he clearly understood that it was "exploitation".

On the street, it seems that there are people coming and going, but how many living souls are there in fact?

The long-term oppression has made the local residents numb and rotten, but it is not obvious that even a ten-year-old child has almost been wiped out of nature?

However, this has nothing to do with Ximen Xue.

Yes, it may sound cold, but Ximen Xue doesn't intend to care about it all.

In the final analysis, he is just a visitor from another world, and he bears the fate of billions of beings in the Yanhuang Realm.

If at this moment, he tries to break the order in a high-spirited way, not to mention whether he can do it or not, but he will definitely expose his own identity!

"Take me to see this city."

With a slight wave of hands, Ximen Xue and the little girl disappeared into this world through cultivation.

It seems to disappear, but in fact it is just like the simplest method of stealth to increase interest rate.

But even so, the little girl covered her mouth in shock.

"Fairy..."

Although it is said that there are many practitioners in this world, the little girl has never seen it. As for the fire pupil, it is just a racial talent.

"Show me this city."

Almost the same words, think again.

But this time, it was plain and simple to add a bit of vigor!

"Ah."

At this time, the little girl's head was completely blank in shock, and she nodded unconsciously.

Then, under the leadership of the little girl, Ximen Xue slowly wandered around the city...  

Although it was wandering, in fact most of the time the little girl just stumbled and made some introductions, and Ximen Xue nodded lightly, that's all.

And the more he looked at it, the more shocked Ximenxue became!

Where is this city?

This is clearly a dynamite barrel!

All walks of life are under devastating oppression, and everyone is forced to carry this city forward.

Countless people stayed in their homes with numb eyes, quietly waiting for the long night to pass.

These people seem to be desperate and have no power, but Ximen Xue knows that all this is just an illusion.

Where there is oppression, there must be resistance.

Those who want to destroy must first be mad.

At this moment, what supports the continuation of this illusion is nothing but despair that has not reached its peak.

Once someone wakes them up from their numbness, the power they have grown out of despair will surely sweep over the false peace before them and burn everything up.

This is the top of the volcano.

This is the seismic zone.

This is the eye of the storm!

"Huh, haven't you woken up yet?"

Ximen Xue, whose face was calm like a pool of stagnant water, murmured slightly.

"who is it!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder in the void, but it was a question!

A pair of sharp void eyes appeared so plainly, but no trace of anyone could be found even if he scanned the city.

"Illusion?"

The owner of these eyes was a little puzzled.

He clearly felt that there were traces of the same level in this city before, but why couldn't he find a trace at this time?

"That's it."

His eyes were closed, and the ripples in the void slowly dissipated.

At this time, Ximen Xue also left the city.

The reason for entering this city is to find out the news. Ximen Xue, who basically knows about the same, naturally has no reason to stay in the city.

As for fighting, it's impossible.