Devil's Bible

Sure enough, the shepherd then asked the king to provide relief funds so that the common people could survive the winter.

Meanwhile, they began to monitor the nobleman's work.

She also took off her golden fleece and let the fake tailor start the preliminary production of the wedding dress.

The nobleman initially thought things were simple; he even felt that a week would pass quickly even if he did nothing.

However, he regretted it on the very first night.

"This dilapidated house is drafty everywhere!" The nobleman looked around at everything with disdain.

The places where these lower-class people live are too dirty and chaotic.

He couldn't even sleep; the place he was sitting in felt disgustingly dirty.

It was only then that he realized that the aristocratic clothes he usually wore were actually not warm at all.

It looks luxurious, but it doesn't actually have any insulation inside.

But upon reflection, it becomes clear that I am usually either indoors or in a carriage.

These places all have braziers or similar things to keep the temperature up.

Nobles naturally didn't need to keep their clothes warm.

"Damn it, I haven't had a massage or treatment yet," the nobleman complained.

His daily life is exceptionally refined.

This refinement is reflected in every aspect.

He was always surrounded by a large number of servants who were busy serving him.

But he could only stay alone in this dirty and messy house.

Then the nobleman felt hungry.

"Someone, bring me some food..." He instinctively called for someone to bring him food, but then stopped.

The nobleman gritted his teeth and stood up.

Although he possessed blessings, these blessings had little to do with survival and daily life.

He will also get hungry if he doesn't eat for a long time.

So the nobleman was at a loss for what to do.

The moment I pushed open the door, a blast of icy wind and snow hit me.

Let him know that snow and wind can be so freezing.

Then the nobleman had no choice but to close the door.

How could anyone go out in this cold weather?!
The next day, the hungry and thirsty nobleman had no choice but to go out.

As he walked down the street, he unconsciously shrank back, abandoning all traces of aristocratic demeanor.

He then began looking for a place to eat.

In this situation, he noticed the gazes of others.

In that instant, a tremendous sense of loss washed over him, almost overwhelming him.

Other nobles were able to ride in carriages, wear thick furs, and have plenty of food every day.

And now, he has nothing.

He remembered something and quickly stopped curling up; at least he couldn't completely lose his posture.

Just a gust of cold wind and he felt his whole body stiffen.

He could only grit his teeth and persevere, knowing that once he obtained the divine gift, he could use it to become the highest-ranking nobleman under the royal family.

This desire sustained him, driving him to complete the challenge no matter what.

However, reality dealt him a heavy blow.

He had assumed that with his abilities, he could easily acquire resources in the lower city and then spend the next few days in peace.

But it was soon discovered that his so-called ability was completely useless.

Firstly, in winter, the chances of obtaining food in the lower city are extremely limited.

Without using his noble status, he would have no way to obtain the corresponding opportunities.

Whether it was physically demanding activities or technical skills, he realized upon closer inspection that he couldn't complete them.

His skills in poetry, writing, painting, and etiquette had little market value in the lower city. Especially since he was also being "illusory" by a hero who possessed illusion magic, he appeared to outsiders as just an ordinary commoner.

Unless he reveals that he is a nobleman, no one will help him because of his status.

Those who used to fawn over him now look down on him and instead mock his paintings as dog shit, worthless.

Subsequently, the nobles discovered that no action was effective in the lower city.

Opportunities and conditions are limited, but the hardships we face seem endless.

There was a lack of water, food, fuel, medical care, and everything else needed to survive.

He had previously collected some snow when he was thirsty, hoping to replenish his water by eating it.

But then it was discovered.

All the snow may appear white and clean, but it is actually very dirty inside.

He took a small bite and then vomited all afternoon.

Then he remembered that there was a factory near the capital that specialized in producing all kinds of luxury goods.

This kind of production will pollute the environment to a certain extent.

Most of the pollution was discharged into the Xiacheng District.

As a result, most things in the lower city area are contaminated.

Although the Upper City also has some pollution, most of its residents possess blessings and various related financial resources, so this pollution has no effect on them.

Therefore, even though it was winter and snowing, he still lacked clean drinking water.

At that moment, he felt extremely weak.

The weaker he was, the less able he was to acquire any resources on his own.

Instinctively, he thought of some 'charitable subsidies'.

Upon arriving at the subsidy office, they discovered that it had already ceased operations.

Only after asking did I learn that they had stopped sending food a month ago.

It was only then that the nobles belatedly realized that there seemed to be such a thing.

He had been vomiting for a while due to being cold, hungry, and poisoned, which had caused him to become mentally impaired.

In addition, he had never cared about such trivial matters in power struggles before.

After all, it's just a suspension of some charitable subsidies; it's just a small part of the power struggle between the two princes.

The key point is the policy confrontation, not the consequences of the subsidies not being distributed.

As for the recent subsidies that the shepherds had the king reissue, he was not among them.

"A bunch of parasites!!!" the nobleman cursed.

The curses immediately caught the attention of the staff at the subsidy station.

"What are you saying, you lowly person?"

These people live off their jobs at the subsidy station.

Seeing their displeasure, the nobles instinctively wanted to reprimand them and reveal their identities.

In the past, when he faced people of lowly status, he only needed to slightly reveal his own identity, and these people would be terrified.

However, if he reveals his identity now, the illusion he is under will be broken, and he will be considered to have failed the challenge.

So he had no choice but to run away.

Fortunately, although he was hungry and in pain, he was healthier than the others and eventually managed to escape.

He was already hungry, and then he ran around, which made him even hungrier.

He realized that he might not be able to survive at all.

All sorts of things were draining his energy, and the only food he had received in the past two days was the snow he caught at the door.

He couldn't get anything else besides that.

It's as if countless obstacles are waiting for me ahead.

For a moment, the nobles were filled with despair. (End of Chapter)