Chapter 540 Tent Village

The Golden Triangle can be formed. The farmers in the western border of Erathia who want to go to Avili to make a living are undoubtedly the source of everything.

If these humans want to leave Erathia, there will be fewer believers and coolies for the church, so the church will "manage" these farmers who enter Aveli in the name of population dispatch.

Those farmers worked so hard that they could only get 1/3 of the rewards paid by the elves, and 2/3 would be confiscated by the church to provide food, drink and fun for all levels of the church.

It’s impossible for farmers not to pay this amount.

Erathia stipulates that only farmers who are married and have children can go to Avili, and neither children nor wives can be brought there.

And it must be a farm that cooperates with the church, and the church will allow farmers to work there.

Various interests and rules were woven into an invisible web, trapping farmers who tried to escape Erathia.

But even so, the lives of these farmers who are lucky enough to leave Erathia are still much better than those who stay in Erathia.

At the very least, in Aveli, if you work 6 to 9 hours a day, you can save gold coins every year.

In Erathia, working 12 hours a day makes survival a problem.

Thanks to Aveili's efforts, the church still gave those farmers some hope.

As long as he advances to level 4 agricultural scholar, Aveili will buy out the agricultural scholar and his family from Erathia in an official capacity with two years' salary of the agricultural scholar.

For farmers who know the path of Aveli, this is an excellent way out - as long as you work hard, there is hope, which is much better than Erathia, who only has despair no matter how hard you try.

But those who can take the formal route are still in the minority.

The church has limited control and cannot control huge boundaries.

Because of this, some of the farmers gathered near the Aveli border risked their lives to cross the border.

But the success rate of smuggling is too low.

The border of Avili and the border of Erathia are not closely adjacent to each other, and there is a wild monster area in between.

Forcefully pass through the wild monster area, and there will be no chance of death.

Only under the leadership of some explorers, business groups, and adventurers could farmers sneak across.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance. Where there is resistance, there is repression.

Those who have the ability to lead farmers through the wild monster area must at least have a strong team led by a hero.

The Church and the Erathian Border Guard investigate these teams very strictly, and if caught, they will be severely punished.

As time goes by, fewer and fewer people dare to take on this kind of business.

However, there will still be a steady stream of farmers flowing from the western border of Erathia to the Avili border.

They hold on to their last hope and survive by doing some tiring and poorly paid jobs, looking forward to the opportunity to change their destiny.

These farmers have their own nicknames among the three forces.

The Erathian Church and Roland's men call them [Human Mines].

This means that these farmers are like gold mines that mine automatically. They squeeze out gold coins by themselves without doing anything.

And it can never be finished.

The necromancers of Diya call them [Zombies], which means spare corpses that can be killed at will.

Avili calls them [Traveler Birds].

The traveling bird is a bird unique to the Elf Empire. It is home all over the world and has no fixed residence.

After a traveling bird gets married, it will show closeness to other birds. The couple will live in the nests of other birds and raise the young traveling bird. Then the whole family will go their separate ways and continue wandering.

Except for Avili's relatively neutral names for these farmers, Diya and Erathia's names are full of malice towards them.

The villages where these Erathian farmers gathered on the border and lived together were called contemptuously by the local residents:

【Tent Village】.

At this time, seven luxury carriages, which were completely opposite to the barren western border of Erathia, were heading to the [Tent Village] under the leadership of digital guides.

In front of each of these carriages are four high-spirited war horses.

Just by looking at their soft fur without a stray hair and the clearly visible strong muscles all over their bodies, you can tell that the price of these war horses is definitely not cheap.

Such a horse can pull a shabby open carriage with a sense of nobility.

But the carriage they were pulling now made people feel that these war horses were not worthy.

In addition to the various reliefs decorated around the luxurious carriages, there are also many shiny mechanical devices, which means that they are all luxury goods imported from Bracada.

Even in the royal capital of Shengtian City, only the top rich and powerful can ride such a carriage.

Each carriage is as big as a small room, and can easily seat a dozen people inside.

Even a layman who knows nothing will immediately realize when he sees these carriages that they cannot afford to offend the people sitting in them.

Four flags were erected on the top of each luxury carriage.

The [Holy Angel Flag] represents the church, the [Blue Flower Flag] represents Longgue Port City, the [Pigeon] flag represents the Timely Rain Chamber of Commerce, and the [Holy Grail Flag] represents Saint Adela.

Even if you don’t understand the specific meaning of these four flags, just seeing the exquisite embroidery and expensive fabrics is enough to make people understand that the meaning behind these four flags must be extraordinary.

Liuxing and his sister Liuli sat alone in the front carriage, and the other carriages behind them were full of professional players from the Tianxia Hegemony Guild.

This was a team of wealthy businessmen composed entirely of players with money.

"Huh~~~"

Several drivers issued a stop order at the same time, and the luxurious carriage team slowly stopped on the muddy road.

The guide in charge of leading the way, with a flattering smile on his face, asked the leading carriage:

"Vice President Liuxing, we have arrived.

This place is full of cheap refugees, each of whom has nothing to worry about, and it is very messy.

Some people are crazy about poverty and can do anything.

Please wait here with all the adults, I will find a local manager to come over."

"Go."

Liuxing said coldly in the tent, and threw a small bag of gold coins out of the tent.

Not many, 4 coins, divided into 4 guides, each with only 1 coin.

But for these guides, this is already unimaginably generous.

The guides thanked them repeatedly, backed away, and reunited with the other three companions.

Liuli pushed aside the curtain of the carriage and looked outside curiously.

It was called a tent village, but in fact there was no village at all.

[Tent Village] This is not a village at all. It is just a muddy field with many tattered tents.

Many tents have leaking roofs, and wooden barrels are placed underneath to collect rainwater.

Many unsupervised children are curiously looking at Liuli and their carriage. They are both male and female, but they all have long hair. This is not because there is a tradition of long hair here, but because no one in the entire tent village can afford scissors.

Liuli felt a little uncomfortable.

The arms of these children are pitifully thin, about the same size as Liuxing's thumb, and their clothes have many irregular holes on them, whether they are dry or not.

Liuli saw that there were no beds in the tents where these children lived, only some dry thatch leaves piled up in a ball, and then surrounded by stones.

Some tents even have chickens, ducks and pigs living in them, and animal feces are everywhere.

It can be seen that the owner of the tent lives in the same tent with these livestock.

Before Liuli could observe carefully, the four guides who brought them here came over dragging a skinny old man.

One of the guides said to the old man arrogantly:

"You are lucky. These are all big shots from the capital. As long as you serve them well, you will get benefits."

After he finished speaking, he ran to the carriage and introduced it flatteringly:

"Vice President Liuxing, this is the local manager.

This old man will take you to understand the situation of each family here.

He has lived here for decades and is more familiar with this place than we are.

Don't worry, we will pay for it, so you don't have to waste a penny."

Liuli looked at the old man, his eyes were evasive, his dirty hands were trembling, and his face was full of confusion and helplessness.

Liuli was a little angry for some reason. She lifted the carriage curtain and said:

"In that case, the four of you should not follow us. Just let him take us."

"This..."

"Miss, it's very chaotic here. We are not here. I am afraid that those people will offend you."

"Yes, yes. They dare not mess around when we are here."

"The people here are bad. They can do anything."

The four guides were anxious at the same time. They said some words of advice and kept recommending themselves.

But Liuli didn't want to listen at all. She just looked at Liuxing and shouted:

"Brother!"

"Whatever my sister said is what it is. What, are you dissatisfied?"

Liuxing glanced at the four guides, and the four of them were immediately silent and dared not say a word.

Liuxing protected Liuli and got off the carriage together. He pushed the four people aside and walked to the old man.

Liuxing said gently to the old man in charge:

"Old man, we are here to investigate and want to see the living conditions of the villagers in the tent village. Can you take us to see it?

And introduce it to us by the way."

"Sir, of course, this is my fusion form."

How dare the old man refuse? He quickly learned a sentence he heard from somewhere, but it was not standard, so the system translation was wrong.

Liuxing had to guess to understand.

"Sir, this way please."

As soon as the three got rid of the four guides, Liuli couldn't help asking:

"Old man, I see you have a lot of children here, don't these children have to go to school?"

The old man looked confused, his mouth opened, and he seemed a little afraid to go in.

Liuli said quickly: "It's okay, just tell us the truth, we just want to hear the truth.

We won't blame you no matter what you say."

The old man sighed and said:

"How can we let the children go to school?

Those who come here are basically those who have suffered disasters in their hometowns.

But even if we didn't suffer disasters, we couldn't afford to go to school in the village.

Only children in the city have this blessing to go to school.

These children here usually start working when they are over 5 years old.

Their parents also get up early and walk 1~2 hours to nearby villages and cities to do some cleaning and hard labor work, and barely exchange some food for them.

We are all refugees, there is no land for us to grow crops, and we can't be self-reliant.

The best ones are those who have livestock in their tents.

Usually, someone in the family is selected, so you can send some money back to buy them.

When these chickens, ducks, and pigs are raised and sold, they can sustain expenses for about half a year.

The tent with the pigs you see now belongs to the Chaplin family.

Chaplin was lucky enough to be selected so that he could leave something for his wife and three children. "

The old man in charge pointed to a tent as he spoke.

Seeing that she was being pointed at, a thin woman in the tent immediately stood up and greeted the three children in the crowd.

Then she asked the children to hide in the tent, and quickly lowered a tent curtain made of rags, covering the entire room.

The old man in charge was a little embarrassed for a while.

He coughed and said:

"The conditions of the Chaplin family are relatively good, so some gunmen often come over to catch a chicken when they are passing by on patrol, and they give them two eggs or something.

At least their family could survive if some of their belongings were robbed.

But other families, let alone livestock, don’t even have any food in their tanks.

If the adults earn a little bit of coarse wheat after a hard day's work and are robbed, the whole family will starve.

If you are robbed a few more times, you will starve to death. "

So, is the Chaplin family regarded as victims?

Liuli's mouth moved but she didn't say anything.

Apart from this method, what else can the frail old man in front of me do?

Don't encourage others to do good unless they have suffered.

Meteor took a deep breath and said, "You misunderstood, we are not here to steal anything.

You turn around and look at our carriage. Do you think there is anything we can like here? "

The old man in charge was so frightened that his legs weakened and he almost knelt down.

"Snapped!"

He slapped himself loudly and loudly, startling both Meteor and Liuli.

"Sir, I have a bad mouth and I talk nonsense.

Sir, I have no knowledge and am talking nonsense. You must not be as knowledgeable as me. "

"What are you doing?"

When he did this, Meteor felt a little guilty.

The respect for the elderly and love for the young is engraved in the bones of the Chinese nation, which makes Meteor a little uncomfortable with such a scene.

"You, oh, forget it. Just lead the way.

I said, no matter what you say, I won't blame you.

Don't be afraid of us, tell the truth.

We want to see the most realistic scene here. "

"Hey, okay, okay."

The slap was strong and urgent. There was no reaction at first, but now the dark cheeks of the old man in charge began to become red and swollen.

He took Meteor and Liuli to visit several places in the [Tent Village], looking at the stoves made of cracked mud pots and the walls made of garbage.

Finally, the old man in charge took Liuli and the others to his yard.

The old man's yard is a bit more advanced than the tent.

At the very least, there were some white stone and earth walls surrounding the city.

Although the height of the earthen wall cannot prevent bandits, soldiers, or wild animals, it can prevent the invasion of chickens and ducks.

This makes the old man's yard look particularly clean.

In this small courtyard, there lived the old man's three sons, two daughters-in-law, and nine grandchildren.

From the conversation, Meteor and the others learned that the old man’s youngest son also had a daughter-in-law who was also a refugee.

But the daughter-in-law was so good-looking that a priest from a nearby city took notice of her.

The younger daughter-in-law had a bad temper and didn't want to hurt the elderly family, so she jumped into the river and drowned herself.

As a result, the old man's youngest son, who was originally the smartest and most capable, and who dreamed of becoming an archer, has been living in confusion ever since, living like a useless person, and has no intention of marrying again.

If he hadn't been afraid that the old man would be too sad, he would have gone with his daughter-in-law.

Meteor had a keen insight into the mission and began to try to get close to the old man's youngest son.

But the younger son was dumbfounded and didn't respond to anything that Meteor said.

Even when Meteor said he wanted to help him take revenge, he just shook his head and lay on the ground with his eyes blank.

Perhaps, the old man's youngest son had died that day, and all that was left alive was a corpse.

Liuli took a look at the old man's home and saw a bed made of vines and wood in the old man's eldest son's tent.

Sitting on it was an older girl of about ten years old, using a comb made of bones to help another little girl of about six years old comb her hair.

At the eldest girl's feet, there was a piece of floral cloth hanging under the bed. In the cloth lay a sleeping baby with its eyes closed.

While the older girl was helping the younger girl comb her hair, she gently kicked the fabric with her feet, making the fabric sway from side to side.

It looks just like a real-life cradle for babies.

The old man looked very nervous when he saw Liuli approaching the house.

He cautiously approached Liuli and said to Liuli:

“Sir, these three are my eldest son’s daughters.

Both my eldest son and my eldest daughter-in-law have gone to work in the city. I cannot take care of the two children by myself, so my eldest granddaughter helps take care of them.

There's nothing interesting to see inside. Sir, I'll take you to see Widow Wang's family.

It was the most miserable family in the village. All three husbands were dead, and she had seven children, two boys and five girls.

She has no choice but to rely on selling..."

"Huh?" At this moment, the old man's eldest granddaughter and second granddaughter seemed to hear the noise and turned around.

The second granddaughter was ignorant, but the eldest granddaughter showed an expression of longing and admiration when she saw Liuli.

She gently moved off the bed, walked to Liuli, looked at Liuli with shining eyes, and exclaimed in a low voice:

"Big sister, you are so beautiful.

You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen."

Liuli looked at the bright smile on her eldest daughter's face and felt her kindness, and she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

She felt that if the roles were reversed, she would never be able to smile like the girl in front of her.

For some reason, Liuli suddenly thought of Smith in her mind.

She imitated Smith, leaned down slightly, held the girl's face, gently stroked the girl's rough cheek with her fingertips, and said softly:

"Thank you, you are also beautiful."

"Hey." The girl happily covered her hand with Liuli's hand, smiling.

She turned around, hurriedly and tiptoed to find a wreath made of flowers from a pile of clothes on the ground.

She held the wreath in both hands, raised it high, and said softly:

"Sister, this is for you."

Liuli felt mixed emotions for a moment, she covered her mouth and raised her head.

The sun was shining, and the breeze was not dry.

It seemed that all the suffering was melted in the sun.

…

…

Liuxing and Liuli returned to the carriage. Liuli was a little bit disappointed:

“Brother, the people here are living too pitifully.

I, I want to help them.”

Liuxing shook his head coldly and refused:

“Sister, it’s just a plot designed in the game. Don’t take it too seriously.”

Liuli pursed her lips and said unconvincedly:

“But, I think it’s too real.

The game of Heroes World is really so real.

It makes me feel so uncomfortable.

Seeing them like this, I always want to do something to help them.”

Liuxing looked at Liuli with complicated eyes. After a long time, he sighed and said:

“Have you forgotten what the Seven Pigeons God told us before?

Don’t be too sympathetic, don’t give them gold coins and food directly, and don’t help them indiscriminately.

People living in the dark will not think there is anything wrong if they have not seen the light.

But sometimes, this kind of light will make them unable to adapt to the darkness.

Once they develop the habit of "asking for it", it is not help, but harm.

Most of these NPCs, who have been devastated, will fall at a speed beyond our imagination.

Moreover, even if we give them, they can't stay.

Those spearmen who even snatch chickens, when they see gold coins, they may dare to kill people.

Don't forget, this is not Queen Catherine's territory, but the territory of the church and Roland.

The military discipline of the NPC troops here is not as good as that of Queen Catherine.

Besides, there are thousands of tent villages like this in the entire Western Territory, each with at least a thousand people, and millions of NPCs.

How much does it cost for food alone in a day?

Let alone you, even if the funds of our entire Tianxia Hegemony Guild are invested, it can't help. "

Liuli leaned on the cushion and touched the wreath on her head.

She said with some sadness:

"I know, I know everything.

But I still want to help them.

The little girl who gave me the wreath, although a little dark, has regular facial features and is really beautiful.

She lives here, what if one day, like that young wife, she is favored by someone.

Will she be trampled, humiliated, tortured and sold to the slave market like garbage?

Or, will she jump into the cold river in despair like that young wife?

When I think of one pure heart after another being treated like this, I feel bad.

Brother, I am not as smart as you, and I can't think of any good way. Can you help me think of a way to help them?"

Meteor smiled lightly and said:

"If I had known you were like this, don't worry, the great god Qi Ge has already thought about it for us.

Take a look at what I sent you."

"Huh? This is?!"

Liuli opened the friend message, and her eyes suddenly lit up and shone.

ps: Now I am ranked 4th in the monthly ticket rankings in the game area. If I can get into the top three, I will make 10,000 a day, until I fall out of the top three.