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Chapter 632 is not finished

Within Beiliang City, the boundaries between different areas are clearly defined. According to regulations, beggars like Er Gou can only beg in the outer city. Trying to leave the city or enter the inner city is a serious crime.

However, today is a good day that only comes once every seven days, and Er Gou walked towards the inner city in high spirits early in the morning. There were also many other people like him who arrived at the entrance of the inner city street before dawn.

Compared to the group of people gathered at the street corner, the people at the street end all looked at them with envy. Although both groups were dressed in tattered and dirty clothes, it was clear that the people at the street corner looked much more proud and happy than those at the street end!

Ok!

A group of beggars actually felt proud and happy; it's truly beyond words.

'duang——'

As soon as a gong and drum sounded, the people gathered at the street corner immediately ran towards the inner city like wild dogs, but even though they were running for their lives, they didn't make a sound.

Er Gou dragged Li Qingyuan along as they ran, then stopped at the back gate of a house.

All I could see at the back door was a pile of garbage, with flies buzzing around it!
"Haha! There's meat! There's meat, San Gou!"

Er Gou rushed over without a care and started rummaging through the garbage and filth with his hands.

'vomit--'

Even though the urban version of himself had once imagined providing swill directly to ancient refugees, it was just food scraps that hotels or canteens couldn't handle that day!

And what is this thing in front of me?

All sorts of garbage are piled up together, including not only kitchen waste but also other disgusting things, so it's not necessarily better than an open-air dry toilet.

By the way, don't think that there are any open-air dry toilets these days. In the era when excrement was the only fertilizer, you had to be a well-known thug in the city to get control of the excrement.

Even during the Republic of China era, there were professional "feces bosses" in Beijing, Shanghai, and other cities. For ordinary people to try to enter this line of work was practically suicide!

Even though he already knew that ordinary people in ancient society lived a hard life, he was still somewhat taken aback by how hard it was.

However, after thinking about it for a while, I felt relieved.

For example, AIDS is something that everyone in China is terrified of. Anyone who hears about this disease would probably be on tenterhooks even if they were to have dinner with the person.

But in the Black Continent, nobody cares about this stuff. AIDS? What is that?
This is why black humanoids never care whether they have diseases or not, nor do they care whether others do.

After all, only those who live for decades would consider the dangers of a disease with an incubation period of several years or even more than a decade. For a black humanoid creature that doesn't know if it will live to see tomorrow, what's the big deal about AIDS?

Similarly, if it weren't for the fact that you were impersonating someone else, one of the kids, Er Gou and San Gou, would have starved to death the night before last, and the other would have died yesterday from a high fever. So, what do you expect them to do to be hygienic and avoid getting sick under these circumstances?
Isn’t this nonsense!

Er Gou patted his belly happily after a hearty meal. He experienced the feeling of being stuffed once every seven days, which suddenly gave him the illusion that life was so wonderful.

After eating his fill, Er Gou found some things to store and put them on his person. After doing all this, he happily led his younger brother out of the inner city. At this moment, Li Qingyuan noticed that the beggars who were originally staying at the end of the street were slowly moving to the end of the street. When they saw him and Er Gou come out, two relatively strong beggars immediately rushed into the inner city.

"What's going on with them?"

Having escaped the sight of the patrolling soldiers, Li Qingyuan then asked Er Gou.

The little brat was still basking in the satisfaction of being full, and since his mind had been controlled, he immediately answered his question.

So this charity day, which happens once every seven days, is to open the inner city so that these beggars can go in and clean up the garbage that the officials have thrown out. After all, the officials are kind-hearted, and it would be quite an eyesore if a group of beggars were wandering around in front of them on ordinary days.

However, the Prince of Beiliang was a very kind person. He felt that the officials were wasting so much food resources every day, and it would be better to use them to help the disaster victims. So every seven days, he would open the inner city to let these beggars go in and pick up trash.

Of course, the first batch of people to enter must be the families of soldiers who died in battle. Er Gou and San Gou's father and grandfather both died as soldiers under the command of Bei Liang, so they can definitely be considered as true Bei Liang faction members, thus having the privilege of being the first to enter the inner city to pick up trash!
As he spoke, Er Gou's face was full of pride and arrogance. Clearly, compared to those ordinary beggars, he felt that his status was much higher than theirs.

"In three years! In three years I can sign up for the army! I'll make sure you're the first one in!"

Er Gou spoke of his ambitions and ideals, as if he were basking in the sunlight.

Ok!

After these two days of observation and experience, Li Qingyuan has almost figured it out.

There's no need for the Xu family father and son to brainwash these ordinary people, because information doesn't circulate much these days, so whatever they say will be believed.

In the minds of ordinary people in Beiliang, the outside world is extremely brutal, and only by staying in Beiliang can they survive.

Moreover, due to the influence of their surroundings and the subtle changes they experienced, these children grew up listening to the great achievements of the King of Beiliang, so it can be said that their innate loyalty was almost maxed out!

As for those intelligent people who are capable of seeing through this?

They would either be drawn into the Xu family's camp and become one of their own, or they would be brainwashed and forced to become one of their own.

Or what?
Do you think it's a big deal for the Xu family, with their prestige in Beiliang, to kill a few guys?
Don't think it's far-fetched, because this kind of situation is common even in later generations. As the saying goes, the favors of a prince can never be repaid. Before the collective enlightenment, ordinary people would never have thought of this!

Now that he had obtained the information he wanted, Li Qingyuan naturally stopped pretending to be a beggar, as it was simply too disgusting.

So he turned Er Gou into pieces, because a family should be together!
No one knows that an old soldier once sacrificed his entire family for the cause of the King of Beiliang, but even if the king knew, he probably wouldn't care.

After restoring his physique and donning the special Ultraman suit, Li Qingyuan felt he should continue his unfinished mission.

Even if everyone knows that Ultraman and the carefree king are actually the same person, so what?
As long as I don't admit it to your face, who dares to say no?

Just like how a bald eagle with a tube of laundry detergent dared to say that someone was making weapons of mass destruction, everyone knows that thing is nonsense, but who dares to say it isn't?

Truth exists only within the range of artillery fire; as long as it demonstrates unparalleled power, then whatever it says is right!
(End of this chapter)