Gowu sighed slightly as he looked at Crow City that came into view below.
I didn’t expect that Luen had managed this city with great vigor after not seeing him for so many days. Not only has the main urban area more than doubled in size, but the farmers on the edge of the city have also been organized in an orderly manner.
After all, there is no dragon-shaped greenhouse in Crow City, so you have to grow everything yourself. Lu En has good management skills, and no one has had enough to eat.
But that’s all, because the people in power in Rune are basically new nobles and businessmen. (Why are there no old nobles? Because they are all dead)
As for these two types of people, they are naturally aloof from the world, and they definitely have no idea of seeking welfare for ordinary people.
There is an exception. President Luhn has it, but no one else on the council has it. Even though there is no business system in this world anymore, they still think about their own glory and wealth.
In other words, they think that they are always one level higher than others. Regardless of wealth or social status, they will only want to widen the gap rather than smooth it out.
This problem also exists in Fenglei City, but it is obviously more acute here in Crow City.
It’s so sharp that the Association for Sharing Wealth and Suffering has opened a base camp here to prepare for planning a riot. How is this possible? How long did it take to recuperate before civil war started again? Ge Wu finally understood why humans in this world kept returning to the Stone Age.
The Great Filter may be part of the reason, but more importantly, people in this world are too capable.
So Gewu appeared here to negotiate terms. It is also used as a last resort. If the negotiations cannot be reached, Gewu will have to use dragon fire to reincarnate these forward-thinking people.
Leaving them alive will only do bad things. What matters now is to accelerate development and survive the enemy coming from the sky in a year's time before talking about anything else.
Of course, Gewu can also leave it alone and wait for the people here to be eaten clean by the unseen interstellar Zerg in a year, and then evacuate with other dragons and elves.
However, Gewu felt that he could still operate it a little more, and if he could fly it for the humans in this world, this would be a good thing.
Landing at the gate of the city, Lu En and others had been waiting here for a long time. Even though it seemed that they no longer needed to use Ga Wu to support themselves, Lu En still maintained his respect for Ga Wu.
"Gowu, why do you have time to come to my place?" Rune went up and patted the scales on Gowu's chest enthusiastically and said.
"We are just looking for some people. You are busy with your work and don't worry about me." Ge Wu shook his newly grown tail, not wanting to delay Lu En's working time. After all, it can be seen from Lot that being the lord of a city is still very troublesome.
"Okay, come to me if you need anything." Lu En nodded and led Ga Wu into the city.
Since the refugees who later poured into Crow City were originally people who did not accept the presence of dragons, Gawu also caused some minor commotions along the way. But since Luen was walking at the front, the reactions of the civilians along the way were not too alarming.
After parting with Rune, Gewu followed the address given by the God's Cult and walked around in Crow City until he came to an inconspicuous alley. The alley was so small that Gewu stood there There is no way to spread the dragon's wings here.
Wow!
A bucket of water of unknown composition was poured from the window above Gewu's head, and it just poured on Gewu's head. Gewu looked up at the window, only to find that all the windows above were tightly closed. For a while, he couldn't tell which floor the user was so careless.
"The quality is worrying." Ge Wu shook his head and was about to leave when a second bucket of water poured down. Having learned from the past, Ge Wu turned his head to avoid the bucket of water. He looked up at the windows that were still closed and gritted his teeth for a moment.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I am a noble ancient dragon, and I cannot be the same as these ordinary people." Gewu comforted himself in his heart, suppressed his anger, and chose to look at each of the windows. A fireball that is not very powerful.
Just enough to blow those windows open and teach those people a lesson without actually hurting the people behind. Of course, if you accidentally get caught in the eye, you will be out of luck.
Never leave troubles until the next day. Hatred does not last overnight, which is the key to maintaining a good attitude for so long.
"These people are too xenophobic. The local residents are so rude!" Ge Wu cursed in a low voice and continued walking deeper into the alley.
Knock knock knock.
Gowu raised his paw and knocked lightly on the door in front of him.
This is a regular half-timbered building. The foundation and first floor of the building are stone walls made of bricks, and lightweight materials such as gravel, mud, and gypsum are used. The second floor and above of the building are framed by wooden columns, which constitute the ceiling grille, pillars, pitched roof and bone columns of the house, and are exposed on the main facade and exterior walls.
Gowu waited for a few seconds before the sound of movement and the sound of the door latch being removed came from inside.
"Are you coming with me, or am I going to tear down your stronghold and take you away?" Ge Wu looked at the half-open door and Zhu who only showed half of his face behind the door. Stick, said.
The bamboo stick did not move, just staring at Ge Wu at the door. Ge Wu didn't panic and just let him see it. Anyway, this stronghold of the cult was well understood. There is no secret passage or back door. As long as it is blocked, it is impossible to escape.
It’s not like the Sharing Wealth and Suffering Association has never thought of poaching one of its own, but it was only halfway through when someone from the God’s Cult found out. And there was not much time to transfer, which allowed Gewu to catch him directly. But if Gewu comes two days later, I'm afraid this place will beThe building was empty.
"Bamboo stick." The person inside the room greeted, and then Bamboo stick slowly opened the door with a cold face, revealing the scene inside the door.
The space in the room is not large, and it is the kind where you can see everything at a glance. There are some manifestos and propaganda pictures hanging on the wall. There is a table in the corner, and a person is sitting there with his chin in one hand and looking at Ge. witch. The wall opposite the desk has a wooden staircase leading to the second floor, and there are some bookcases under the stairs.
The room was a little dark, with only one oil lamp, but it was not lit. Although magic lamps have been produced now, not everyone can afford them. Oil lamps are still the first choice for these poor families.
The Sharing Wealth and Wealth Association is also poor. Most of their operational funds are earned through the hard work of their members, and a large part needs to be set aside to help poorer neighbors. The remaining money is naturally Save if you can.
"It's too shabby." Gewu smacked his lips, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with the scene in front of him.
Bamboo Stick snorted coldly, not wanting to pay much attention to Ge Wu's ridicule.
"It doesn't matter if the external material is shabby, as long as the heart is solid and solid." The one-armed man sitting on the table said with a smile, "Introduce yourself, you can ask me to host, anything else will do. This is Bamboo Stick at the door, my... personal guard."
"Host? Are you still using your internal title?" Ge Wu looked at the one-armed man and said lightly.
"It's just a name. I have dedicated myself to the great cause a long time ago." The man said, still smiling.
"Just the two of you? The entire Association of Sharing Wealth and Suffering?" Ge Wu looked down the stairs to the second floor. For such an association to be valued by the cult, it must not be possible for just two polished commanders to support it. , it must have at least dozens of members.
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"It was transferred. I was the last one to leave. Unfortunately, you bumped into me." The host shrugged and smiled as if he was mocking himself.
"Then I'm lucky, come with me." Gewu nodded towards the host and turned slightly to make way for the door.
The host slowly stood up from the chair, patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, winked at the bamboo stick at the door, and walked towards the door.
The bamboo stick stayed at the door, waiting for the host to be one position ahead of him, followed him out of the house, and closed the door at the same time.
Gowu looked at the two people who were not struggling and nodded with satisfaction. This is right, it’s better to talk nicely, why do you have to use knives and guns? But when Ge Wu turned his head, the corners of his mouth that had just raised a little fell instantly.
Because I don’t know when, a crowd of people holding pitchforks and torches stood behind Gawu, making Gawu look likeSuch a heinous existence.
"Don't take away Mr. Host!" Someone in the crowd took the lead in shouting.
"Yes! Don't take him away!"
"Get away, dragon!"
"You are quite loved." Ge Wu He turned to look at the two people watching the fun behind him and said with a smile.
"I'm just doing things for them, they just lifted me up high." The host looked at the crowd, then glanced at Ge Wu, and said lightly.
"Aren't you afraid that I will burn them all to death with one breath of dragon fire?" Ge Wu said as he began to accumulate strength, and wisps of flames escaped from his mouth.
"You are not that kind of dragon." The host stared into Ga Wu's eyes and replied confidently. They had observed everything in Feglai City, even before Ga Wu left here and before Feglai City was established.
They found that Gaowu's philosophy had some similarities with theirs, and he was not that murderous.
"So confident? How many of them should I kill to show you?" Gewu turned to look at the crowd holding pitchforks and torches, and saw several people with obvious burn marks on their hair. It seemed that these were the ones who poured water on his head.
Gowu opened his mouth and shot several fireballs towards the heads of those people.
The expressions of the host and Bamboo Stick changed. They did not expect that Ge Wu would actually kill at will, with such a capricious personality. Could it be that what I observed before was all fake? Behind the scenes, is this dragon really eating a pair of boys and girls every week?
The figure of the bamboo stick disappeared from the spot and reappeared above the fireballs. He waved the stick in his hand to try to block the fireballs. But how can the incorporeal flame be blocked by physical strikes? The fireball passed through his stick lightly, and then hit the heads of those people with wide eyes.
"Ah!!! Ah!"
The person who was hit screamed, but after screaming for a few seconds, he realized something was wrong. Why doesn't it hurt when this fireball hits my head? How can I still scream? When they opened their eyes, they found that the people around them, including the bamboo stick that fell back to the ground and the host who had been behind Ge Wu, were looking at them with strange expressions.
"?" These people reached out and touched their heads. They were extremely smooth and there was nothing abnormal... Wait! What about hair? ! The hands of these people suddenly stopped, and they began to fumble randomly on the reflective heads of their heads, but they could not find any surviving hair.
Not only the hair, but also the beard, eyebrows, eyelashes and all the hair on the head were not spared.
"It's okay, we will grow back." There was a companion comforting them next to them, but it was obvious that they were suppressing laughter.
"You evil dragon! Why..." Someone pointed at Ga Wu, wanting to seek justice for those hairs. Although this timeIt's not lethal, but it's so insulting that I don't know where it went.
"Ask them what they did before?" Gewu replied lightly.
"Huh? What did you do?" The man was stunned for a moment, looked back at the shining bald heads in the crowd, and asked with confusion, "What did you guys do?"
"We..."
"Uh... no... nothing."
"Don't listen to him sowing discord!"
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell from the reactions of the bald heads that something was wrong. The man pointing at Ge Wu also blushed for a moment and looked at the bald heads angrily. I originally thought it was Ge Wu who hurt someone's hair for no reason, but it turned out that you guys were acting unfairly and were being retaliated against. You deserve it!
"Okay, make way, I will take your beloved host to talk for a few words, and then put him back after the conversation." Ge Wu walked towards the crowd, stretched out his claws to push the crowd towards Push aside the sides.
"Do you mean what you say?" The person pushed away by Ge Wu asked as he backed away.
"It counts. How old are you to ask me if my words count?" Gao Wuluo replied perfunctorily, squeezing a path through the crowd. The bamboo stick and the host just followed Ge Wu.
"Host, you have to come back safely."
"Host, if something goes wrong, you must run away."
"Host, you . . . "
Ge Wu listened to the people around him presiding over this and that, and for a moment he looked at the silent bamboo stick with some sympathy. "Transparent person? Why don't these people talk about you?" Gewu said.
"No need, I just need to protect the host." Bamboo Stick didn't care about these things, he only knew how to protect the man next to him. He had already made a mistake once before, and he would never allow himself to make a second mistake.
"By the way, Bamboo Stick, you have to protect the host!" Someone in the crowd turned around and said to Bamboo Stick.
Ge Wu glanced at the two people, Bamboo Stick and the host, and instantly imagined a TV series in his mind. You are really looking down on people!
"The look in your eyes... I don't like it very much." Bamboo Stick was stared at by Ge Wu's strange eyes and felt a little psychologically uncomfortable, but he was a simple man and couldn't tell what was wrong.
"Hold it in." Ge Wu said something to the bamboo stick and then withdrew his gaze.