Chapter 226 - 159: What crime should be punished for? _1

Chapter 226: Chapter 159: What crime should be punished for? _1

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“The area ahead is our main activity zone, I will go and have a look.” Rogge pointed at a cave in front of him and said.

Dark City is enormous, encompassing a Red Earth Region with a diameter of more than a hundred kilometers. Additionally, the caves crisscross intricately.

However, the city only officially houses more than eighteen thousand people, of whom over three thousand are undead, who have been led away by Rogge. Now, the majority of the city’s population is made up of living people.

Since they are alive, economic activities such as farming, production, excavation, and trading are necessary.Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

Economic activities require social centers, so there would be residential areas or marketplaces. Once the security conditions improve, various people of Dark City will quickly gather for exchanges or purchases for living necessities.

The Red Earth Region’s caves produce several specialties, the most common of which is Fine Iron Sand. This sand is comparable to iron, and it is found throughout the Red Earth Region. By carefully sieving for it, one could collect a little bit. Once enough is collected, it could be traded for food supplies.

This is the primary economic source for the residents of Dark City.

Fine Iron Sand, when added to iron ores, will improve the hardness and ductility of iron products. It’s amazing because hardness and ductility are usually opposed to each other: higher hardness means lower ductility. Yet Fine Iron Sand can enhance both simultaneously.

Negris and Rogge were both stunned, sharing a confused look. How could them blowing up the Silver Knights’ camp cause the price of food in Dark City to increase?

This damn merchant, I’ll chop him down! I’ve strictly forbid the price of food in Dark City to be manipulated. The Silver Knights’ camp was bombed two days ago, yet he raised his prices today. Even if the buying price increases, it wouldn’t affect the retail price that quickly,” Rogge, very agitated, drew his sword and was about to stride over.

Negris hurriedly held him back. “There’s no need, no need. This merchant is a good person. Under such circumstances, he’s still willing to sell grain. A real swindler would probably be hoarding grain, waiting for the price to rise.”

Rogge furrowed his eyebrows, looking around and angrily stated, “Indeed. There were originally three frequent food sellers, but the other two are gone. I just asked, and they were still here yesterday.”

“Alas, the situation in your Dark City is too tragic. Many people don’t even have enough food for the night – they buy and eat at the same time. If the other two aren’t selling grain and nor is this one, people might starve to death,” Negris sighed.

Rogge frowned. “So are you saying the ones selling food at a high price now are actually the good guys?”

“Perhaps maybe, you should call him over and ask,” Negris suggested.

From the moment they arrived in this area, people would continually glance over at them covertly, considering the distinctive appearance of their group.

A glossy white Broken Horn Beast, a bronze Juvenile Dragon, a pink Little Angel – if it weren’t for Rogge leading them, the people in the marketplace likely would have been scared away.

Everyone watched from afar, not daring to come closer because Rogge was never known to fraternize with the common folk.