Chapter 642

Chapter 642 shifting contradictions, the means of the mysterious Lord

With the opening of the first shop in the territory of origin, the sheep's bell of dilingling kept coming from the street.

It's just dawn.

The two gates in front of and behind the territory of origin were opened by guards, announcing the end of the overnight curfew.

There is no night in the wasteland of the last world.

Everything should be completed as early as possible and set out as early as possible.

Those caravans who stayed in the territory of origin and have sold the stolen goods will rush to this time, take the goods back on the road early and go to the outside world.

Travelers who arrived outside the territory last night will also enter the territory as early as possible, find a place to eat and rest, and go out to do business.

It was a week after the heavy snowfall.

Countless caravans that stopped because of the disaster finally returned to normal and began to get used to continuing to do business in such a harsh environment.

As an indispensable part.

The territory of origin has gradually restored its former prosperity.

In the Sanyuan hotel near the small market on the right of the territory of origin, Su Mo half opened the window and looked curiously at the various stalls that had been set up below.

Although this location is not as good as the terrain of the official guest house of the territory of origin, you can see many larger shops downstairs.

It's better for Kaiyun hotel to be in the center of the territory, with guards nearby as a security guarantee.

However, the reason for choosing this one is still better than the two words introduced by Huang Bing.

True!

"As expected, like modern cities, in the big market in the territory of origin, there are some outsiders trading things. Except for a larger variety of goods, there is no advantage in price."

"Here are all local people, and the variety of goods may be worse, but the price is absolutely cheap!"

Most of the people who can put their stalls here are aborigines near the territory of origin.

They will bring the rewards from the blessing bag and the mountain goods from the mountains to sell here.

Occasionally, I can pick up a few leaks from these things.

If luck breaks out, there may be some refugees nearby who sell things looted from the ruins.

As for why there are no "outsiders" here to pick up the leak.

According to Huang Bing, there are only two words:

Exclusivity!

Dong Dong Dong

While thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door of the house.

Before entering the territory of origin, sumo told him that if a soldier wanted to enter, he only needed to tap twice.

And now.

"Please come in." Sumo looked back and turned his eyes to the door.

With a crash, the door opened, and there was no one else standing outside. It was the short guard Huang Bing who left last night.

It's different from last night's dress.

The other night, Huang Bing had taken off his decent guard uniform and put on coarse cotton clothes similar to those of local refugees.

It can be seen that in the future, Huang Bing still spent some thoughts on doing a good job as a guide and getting only one day's food reward.

"Lord Yang, the morning market has been opened. If you need meals or want to buy some precious goods, you'd better start now."

"Later, the local stall will be closed."

"Oh? So early?" Today's time is only 6:30 in the morning. It's only 10:00 after 34 hours.

Close the stall so early?

Su Mo couldn't help wondering.

"Well, although we are all local people, there are also separate territories. Every day, there are tasks."

"Most people come here to set up stalls and trade as early as possible, and then return to the territory at eight or nine o'clock to continue to complete the tasks assigned by the Lord." Huang Bing patiently explained two sentences, and then said with a wry smile:

"Your Excellency, you can also understand that completing the daily tasks assigned by the Lord is our main job when we were on earth. We must complete both quality and quantity every day before we can get the rations distributed and won't be dismissed."

"To set up a stall here is like going to the night market to earn extra money after work at night. It's a part-time job. No matter how much, we can only follow fate. If we rely on this to eat, I'm afraid we'll starve to death."

"What about you?" Su Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Me?" Huang Bing was stunned, and then smiled and shook his head: "the guard works seven days a week, needs to work three days a shift, and distributes five days' food, so I have four free days a week to work part-time to make up for the lack of food for the two days."

The conversation was vague.

Huang Bing felt that the bearded man who looked like a mountain bandit in front of him seemed different from the ordinary people he usually received.

It's like a lion suddenly falling into the wasteland haunted by wild cats.

Although both of them belong to the cat family, there is a gap between heaven and earth in terms of bearing and strength.

And, in the eyes of Yang, who has the same name as Erlang God in Chinese mythology.

Huang Bing failed to see the contempt after a long absence.

And this is what surprised him most.

"Let's go. Since they will leave soon, we really have to move faster."

He got up, picked up the big fur collar jacket on the head of the bed, and Su Mo casually put a batch on him.

Suddenly, the feeling of the disappeared mountain king returned to him magically.

"Lord Yang, your men?" Looking at Su Mo's posture of going out alone, Huang Bing scratched his head in doubt.

"Don't worry about them. Maybe it's too tired to hurry all the way. Let's sleep more!"

Huang Bing mentioned something. Although Su Mo said haha, after thinking about it, he casually pointed to two soldiers sitting in the hotel hall, who were accompanying other passers-by.

In your own territory, you don't need to bring hands when you travel.

But in this territory of origin, there are some problems.

No matter you are in trouble when you go out, or you are responsible for carrying things and paying for them, you need someone to help you do it.

As for Feng Tianmin, Feng long, and Guan yuan.

Su Mo didn't lie. The three of them are really back in their room to make up for sleep.

After a night of operation exploration, while being familiar with the operation mode of adventure mechanics, the three men almost turned the public part of the entire territory of origin upside down.

At present, a simple but not simple map has been preliminarily drawn.

From the layout of each room, to the height of the building, to its general purpose, it is basically clearly marked.

And the bounty hunters who had ideas about themselves and others could not escape the chase.

With great ease, Feng long found the headquarters of the gathering.

According to this progress, everyone can start the first wave of action by tonight at the latest, trying to preempt.

Now, during the day, it is also the time to catch up on sleep and save energy for the evening.

"Lord Yang, shall we have breakfast first or go to the market first?"

Out of the hotel gate, standing on the shabby gravel road, Huang Bing looked around and quietly touched his belly, which was already protesting.

The reason why I should use three days of labor in exchange for a day of food.

The reason is simple.

Eat!

In the past, if you met a good customer, you could barely eat half full in three days, even if you couldn't get a full meal, so as to save the food of that day.

In the case of a poor customer who is hungry twice a day and needs to eat more at night to sleep, he can also save two days' food in three days.

Over time, only by saving, can we save enough materials to survive the disaster.

For the first time, Huang Bing was not sure whether Su Mo, a "different" Mountain King, could be more than half full today.

"Well, eat first. Just find a similar breakfast shop!"

Standing in the lane lined with stone houses, Su Mo has become the focus of attention of the crowd.

As for his dress, most people at first thought of watching jokes, wondering where such a freak came out, with a high profile.

But when Su Mo turned around and looked at the black and shiny standard pistol around his waist, these people quickly put away all their expressions for fear of touching the plague's eyebrows.

In the waste soil, at this time.

They are all people from the civilized era. Naturally, everyone knows what terrible end it will be if the muzzle of the gun is aimed at him and the trigger is pulled.

Guns.

It is still a hard to find good baby, and it is the weapon everyone wants in the real sense.

To own it, let alone others, there is no doubt about strength alone!

"A similar breakfast shop?" After hearing Su Mo's request, Huang Bing's eyes lit up and his heart was happy. He quickly identified the direction and set out with Su Mo and the three of them.

There are not many places to eat in the territory of origin.

Some part-time refugees who come to set up stalls are counted as one. They will bring the previously dug wild vegetables to boil into soup, make them into cakes and sell them. They are the worst.

In the upper part, the major branches and territories are specially set up to sell revenue in the central gathering place.

This kind of shop is of medium grade, and the food quality is also good, which is quite popular with foreign tourists.

Huang Bing was excited and walked briskly when he could have a meal here. He was also flexible in his mouth during the chat and introduction.

"Lord Yang, at present, the territory of origin has a total permanent population of about 37000 people, with 21 branch territories."

"The territory with the largest number of people, called the main peak, occupies that mountain!" Pointing to a towering peak that can also be seen standing in the gathering place, Huang Bing continued with pride:

"There are a total of 7900 people in the main peak. Naturally, the Lord is the Lord of our entire origin territory, and I, a member of the main peak, is currently a second-class leader."

"Second class?"

These information inside the territory of origin is exactly what sumo wanted to know all the way.

Relying on the soldiers to go out slowly to inquire, it is not impossible, or the speed is a little slow.

Now, since Huang Bing started this conversation, Su Mo was in a mood and just asked.

"Yes, new rules have been set up in our main peak since the new Lord came."

"Among them, all people living on the main peak will be divided into several different levels, according to the lowest level of the first grade and the highest level of the ninth grade, to agree on the positions, jobs and wages in the territory."

"Of course, most people are still first-class, and only those who have contributed to the territory can be second-class."

"Let me see, it seems that people above second class are only in their early 300's?"

With a strong chest, Huang Bing didn't say clearly how he became the second-class leader, but it can be seen from his expression that this second-class is obviously not his strength in place.

It's mostly luck.

"Will there be these levels in other territories?"

Huang Bing nodded: "almost, twenty-one territories, the top ten territories basically followed this system, but there are some differences in the title. For example, the marshal Wang, whose Jiuqu peak territory the adult wanted to find before, is now divided into one to nine grades, but the specific name is first grade, second grade and ninth grade. In private, we all joke about whether the Lord has read too many martial arts novels and the whole Jiuqu master has come out!"

"By the way, there is another one, Sichuan peak, which ranks eighth. There are some foreigners living there, the blonde ones. Their calling grades are even more strange. They call the farmers first-order planters and the ones guarding the territory first-order knights. They think this is the magic world!"

Spit a few words about this and roast a few words about that.

From Huang Bing's words, it can be seen that within the whole origin territory, the 21 branch territories are not monolithic at present.

Here, there are also chains of contempt, as well as upper and lower dignity.

The second-class citizens of the main peak despise the citizens of other peaks, and the reserve refugees of the main peak also despise the ordinary refugees of other peaks.

Including those who come out of the main peak to do business, work, and work, most of them look down on some people from other peaks.

This strange institutional atmosphere.

After listening, Su Mo didn't give any comments, but just casually uh huh, ah, ah, continue with the topic.

But in my heart, I nodded silently and gave an evaluation of the so-called promotion system.

Four words, transfer contradiction!

This may be the mysterious Lord from the ruins. It's really not a good fault.

He is well aware that the territory of origin has a large population, and the contradictions between them are complex, so it is extremely difficult to integrate and manage.

But to develop, we cannot let these people do whatever they want and do whatever they want.

So we put together such a rising system and put everyone in it.

When foreign refugees join, the selection will bring the better people into the mountains ahead, giving them enough sense of superiority and upward momentum.

These excellent people happen to be the ones who are most prone to problems in the territory.

Without them, even if the people behind want to do something, they don't have that IQ and enough resources.

After being incorporated into the mountain at the back and giving away some welfare if there is nothing, these people who have been slow in pace will slowly form the bottom of the whole collective and constantly deliver fresh blood to the top.

In such a cycle, the contradictions of the residents of the back mountain are all transferred to the residents of the front mountain.

The contradictions of first-class citizens will be transferred to second-class and even higher citizens.

As a lord, the ruler of this origin territory only needs to be responsible for the top few people, and there will be no problems, leaving the pot to himself.

The whole territory can operate spontaneously and provide resources continuously.

Very poisonous, but also just in line with the rules of the eschatology.

law of the jungle!

"The front is our main peak's kitchen. Sir, why don't you go there to exchange some payment currencies and use them later?"

Go through several alleys and come to the back of the main street.

Pointing to a stone house with armed guards and many people waiting in line, Huang Bing showed eager admiration.

He didn't envy the tens of thousands of resources he handled every day, but the guard standing at the door.

There is a gun, but also respected by everyone.

Compared with being at the gate of the village with only a shabby steel knife in his hand, if he can be promoted here, it is simply the peak of his life!

With such YY in his heart, Huang Bing forgot Su Mo's reaction behind him for a moment.

A few moments later, when he suddenly realized that Su Mo hadn't spoken back for so long.

Huang Bing suddenly turned his head, but he was stunned.

Behind him, the face on screw beard still exudes domineering and calm.

But for the first time, he saw a strange emotion in sumo's eyes.

That's the emotion that ordinary people seldom, or almost never, feel when they see this trading house.

A bit surprised, a bit exclaimed, and a bit more

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