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Chapter 159 What crime should be sentenced?

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    "The main area for our activities is ahead. I'll go take a look first." Rogge said, pointing to a cave in front.

    The area of ??Dark Side City is very large. This red earth area covering hundreds of kilometers in diameter belongs to the scope of Dark Side City, and the caves extend in all directions and are intricate.

    However, there are only more than 18,000 people in the entire city, and more than 3,000 of them are undead creatures. They have been taken away by Rogge. Now most of the people left in the city are living people.

    Since it is a living person, it requires economic activities, planting, production, excavation, and trading.

    When economic activities need to be gathered, there will be settlements or markets. Once the situation outside is safe, people of all colors in the Dark Side City will quickly gather to exchange or purchase the necessities of life.

    There are several specialties in the red soil cave. The most common one is fine iron sand, which is a metal similar to iron. It is spread throughout the red soil area in a simple form. As long as you carefully sift through it, you can get some. After you have saved enough, take  Go and exchange for food.

    This is the main source of income for the residents of Dark Side City.

    Adding refined iron sand to iron ore can improve the hardness and ductility of iron products, which is very magical, because hardness and ductility are two opposite properties. The higher the hardness, the lower the ductility, but it can improve these two properties at the same time.  item.

    This makes the price of refined iron sand very expensive, and can even be exchanged for gold coins of the same volume. Of course, this is the price outside. In Dark Side City, the refined iron sand sifted out in one day may be enough to exchange for one day's food, because here,  Food is more expensive than gold.

    In addition to refined iron sand, there is also a kind of mud mushroom, which is a kind of mushroom that grows buried in the soil. It can often grow to the height of half a person and as thick as a thigh. Experienced residents can tell what is underneath by touching it on the red soil.  No mud mushrooms.

    Such a mud mushroom, mixed with the same proportion of white mud, and mixed into mud mushroom cakes can satisfy your hunger, and it also avoids the problem of abdominal distension caused by eating white mud alone, and will not kill people.

    A small amount of food is grown, but it is mainly imported. The Dark Side City is very large, with caves extending in all directions. It is impossible for a mere Silver Knights to seal off all places. As long as there is a will, there is always a way to transport food in.

    As long as the price of food reaches a certain level, it will be profitable to transport it using space magic weapons.

    Of course, in addition to smuggling space magic weapons, the larger volume of transportation is actually caravans. These caravans all fly "invisible" flags. Even if Marcus drives an airship, he must pretend not to be seen from the air.  flag.

    The Silver Knights also need to eat. Concentrated iron ore is so expensive outside. They buy a few bags of grain here and transport it out to sell a pound of magic crystal. The grain is distributed by the church. If you don't eat it all, it will get moldy. It's simply worthless.  Wanli,

    With Rogge opening the way in front, Ange and his party came to a lively cave group without any obstruction. The sky could not be seen when looking up here, but the sunlight could be refracted in, providing good light.

    Near the rock wall, many people put goods on the ground for others to buy. The place where the most people gathered around was a carriage. There were big and round guards on both sides of the carriage. A businessman shouted loudly on the carriage.  : "Three kilograms of grain for one kilogram of iron ore concentrate, three for one, three for one, if you have any, come quickly."

    Some of the residents surrounding the carriage lamented loudly, and some cursed loudly: "You profiteer, yesterday it was five for one, why did it become three for one today? Do you want to starve us to death by raising the price indiscriminately!?"

    The businessman on the carriage also lamented with a gloomy face: "It's not what I thought. The Silver Knights' camp was bombed by our own people the day before yesterday. They are now in a mess. I don't know what the future will be like. There may be more in two days."  If it goes up, come quickly if you want to exchange it. If you can¡¯t bear it, just wait.¡±

    Negris and Rogge were stunned for a moment and looked at each other. How could they blow up the Silver Knights¡¯ camp and cause the price of food in Darkside City to rise?

    "This profiteer, I'm going to kill him. I explicitly ordered Darkside City not to raise the price of food. The Silver Knights were bombed the day before yesterday, and he raised the price today. Even if the purchase price will increase, it will not be reflected in the retail price so quickly.  Come on." Rogge was so angry that he drew his knife and was about to walk over.

    Nigris quickly stopped him and said, "No need, no need. This businessman is a good person. Under such circumstances, he is at least willing to sell the food for sale. A real profiteer would probably have stopped selling the food and waited for the price to rise.  "

    Rogge frowned and looked around, and said angrily: "Sure enough, there are three companies that usually sell grain. Now the other two have disappeared. I just asked and they were still there yesterday."

    "Oh, the situation in your Dark Side City is so miserable. Many people don't even have overnight food. They buy and eat now. The other two don't sell food. If this one doesn't sell it, someone will probably starve to death." Naige  Rhys sighed.

    Rogge frowned and said: "ThisHis ears bulged and he looked at Ange.

    Ange understood and pulled out a piece of beet.

    The little angel took the beet, ran over to it, handed it to the child, and then snatched what was in the child's arms.

    The child¡¯s eyes started to gleam when he saw the beet, but when the little angel snatched away his things, he became anxious and rushed forward with the beets and his own things in his arms, refusing to let go.

    "Ouch!" cried the little angel.

    "Ah! Ahhh! Yiye!" The child shouted back without showing any weakness, but no one knew what he was shouting.

    "Ouch!" The little angel clenched his fist and stared at the child's eyes, but after hesitating for a while, he didn't punch it out.

    If it had just been born, it might have ignored it, but after "living" for so long, it knew very well that the creature in front of it couldn't withstand its punch, and even if it fought too hard, it might hurt the opponent.

    After arguing for a while, it gave up and returned to Ange dejectedly: "Ouch~"

    Ange touched its head, walked towards the child, and took out a bag of grain.

    The child carefully poked the grain bag, hesitated for a moment, and was a little confused, but still shook his head, and even carefully placed the beet he had grabbed on the grain bag.

    Ange dug through another bag of grain and took it out.

    The child hesitated again, and immediately, there was another bag of grain at his feet.

    The child no longer hesitated, and gave the little angel the roll in his arms, stuffed the beets into his arms, and then struggled to drag one of the bags of grain out, but did not want the other two bags.

    It is very difficult for a child of seven or eight years old who is obviously malnourished to carry a bag of grain weighing twenty kilograms. He can only drag it and walk in a hurry.

    Ange tilted his head and looked at the other two bags of grain at his feet in confusion: Don¡¯t you want them anymore?

    Nigris was bragging to Ange there. When he turned around, he saw that the real owner was gone. He flew over just in time to see this scene. He couldn't help but sigh: "Bring food and follow him, otherwise you will kill people."  died."

    Killed?  Why?

    Ange was a little puzzled, but he soon understood why. He caught up with the child not far away, and heard a fierce voice from the cave ahead:

    "You damn mute, what did the Lord give you? Wow! Grain, Bai Huahua's high-grade refined grain? Do you plan to eat so much grain by yourself? Don't you know how to honor your brother?"

    ¡°Then there was a muffled sound of hitting the flesh, and the child¡¯s thin body was kicked out of the hole, vomiting blood and rolled in front of Ange and others.

    Now Ange understood why he was killed.

    "There is a shortage of food here. If you give a child a whole bag of food in public, it would be strange if others don't snatch it from him." Negris said.

    The child was vomiting blood and looked at Ange with complex eyes, then at the little angel. Finally, he reluctantly fell on the other two bags of grain that Ange was carrying, and his breath gradually weakened.

    Ange squatted down, and the Cleansing Technique penetrated his body, one, two, and three times. Each stroke made his body shake violently. He vomited blood and vomited. He suddenly sat up and his eyes widened in disbelief.  .

    "Ho, ho, I -" hoarsely, the child seemed to have never spoken a word in his whole life, speaking with all his strength. When he uttered the sound "I", his whole body froze.

    "I - can - speak." It was difficult to say a whole sentence, and the child's tears couldn't stop flowing down.

    "Were you unable to speak before? He called you mute? Is it because you couldn't speak since you were a child?" Nigris asked.

    "Five-five-years-old." The child responded with difficulty. Although it was difficult to speak, his expression was very excited and he was trying hard.

    "You can't speak until you're five years old? Are you injured? How old are you now?" Negris asked guessing, and couldn't help but thank Ange. If Ange hadn't made him accustomed to this kind of conversation, he might not be able to talk to this person now.  Children communicate.

    The child nodded and said: "Ten¡ª¡ª"

    Ten years old?  It doesn't look like it. He looks about seven or eight years old. Is it because of malnutrition and delayed development?

    Rogge had already caught the food robber and was dragging him over. He was a strong young man in his twenties. Rogge was pushing him away. His feet were so weak that he could no longer stand. He didn't kick him at all.  The ferocity of a child.

    "Forget it, let's deal with this first, Roger, what crime should be punished for robbery causing serious injury and death?" Negris asked.

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