The Earth Conquers All Worlds

Compared to the elation of everyone in the conference room, the residents of Magic City are extremely frightened and uneasy.

Many things that happened that day made them flustered, especially the reddish blood mist around them all the time, which made them dare not close their eyes at all, for fear that they would lose the blood all over their bodies unconsciously in their sleep.

At this time, the name of the blood devil, which was originally only circulated in a very small area, suddenly spread among the residents of the magic city like a plague. Looking at the blood mist around him, even the people who usually do not believe in rumors began to spread. Shake up.

Alva's neighbors, the Auston family, looked even more dilapidated. It was already two days after the battle with the angel. Auston was dizzy, his fat face was swollen, and he hadn't eaten all day and night.

The war did not change the planned plan of Magic City. After another free disaster relief that was twice as rich as before, the city government really ended the free food distribution as it said before, and replaced it with work-for-work relief. The way.

Except for a very small number of orphans and the elderly who are unable to work, everyone has to receive daily work from the city government every day. They use their work in exchange for food and money.

Most of these jobs are hard work such as building roads, cleaning drains, and carrying, and there are no decent jobs for upper-class people in Alston's imagination.

Auston and his wife couldn't bear such humiliation, and went to do those low-level jobs, and the price was that they and their daughter, a family of three, starved all day.

A wisp of red mist drifting in the wind came to Mrs. Alston's hand.

"ah!"

Mrs. Alston stood up as if she had been shocked by electricity, and the shriek yelled throughout the house, making people's eardrums rupture.

"Auston, see? I almost died, died!"

Mrs. Alston held her pale left hand tightly, and she seemed to see her own blood being swallowed by the red mist.

"This damned place! This damned house! Food! I'll have white bread and roast goose, and cider.

Auston, you buy it for me, immediately! "

Mrs Alston could no longer bear this kind of life.

Auston, who was leaning against the wall weakly, was taken aback, and whispered: "Madam, keep your voice down, we have neither power nor status now, if people find out that we have gold, both of us will die, you understand of."

He regretted that he didn't bring copper coins with him when he fled, otherwise he wouldn't be in this situation.

Mrs. Auston's fat face became even more angry, and she lowered her voice and roared: "Auston, we are both dying of starvation, do you know that?

Either you go out to work, and do the drudgery like the scumbags and bring me the bread, or we'll spend our gold. "

Auston's face wrinkled into a bitter face: "Ma'am, I tried it secretly, my strength is too weak, and the little work I do is not even enough for my own food."

"Then what? Are we going to starve to death?" Mrs. Alston growled, spit covering Alston's face.

"Killer!"

"The blood devil is going to eat people!"

There were terrified voices outside the house, and Auston, who was about to say something, was startled.

The two didn't care about arguing anymore, they looked at each other, walked cautiously towards the door, and opened a crack.

Outside the house, a woman with ragged clothes and a scorched face was holding a little boy and crying on the street. The little boy's face was extremely pale, his body was stiff, and he had stopped breathing.

"That widow Elsa and her consumptive son,

I've seen it before, she got food for free because her son was taken off the job. "

Alston whispered, with a slightly envious expression.

Although he didn't have much communication with the surrounding neighbors, he was able to figure out the information of the surrounding neighbors with some extremely strong abilities.

"Aunt Elsa, what's the matter?"

Alva ran out quickly when he heard the shouting, his dark skin was still covered with sweat, obviously he came back from the construction site.

Compared to Auston's weakness, his eyes were calm and full of longing for the future. These physical tasks were nothing to Alva, and the price given by the city government was more fair than all the jobs he had done before. Simply put, these are what he yearned for in the past.

"My son, my son is dead, it was done by those blood devils, these red mist are the evil spirits released by them to steal the blood of children"

"What devil?" Alva was taken aback.

"Those dark-haired people in the city hall are the devil in disguise. They are greedy for blood and took my son's life."

"What?"

"You will die too, you will die!"

Elsa looked crazy, her face was distorted and resentful, and Alva couldn't help but take half a step back.

"It's true, it's the devil."

"Peel also said that he was bitten by the blood devil and weakened."

Hearing the noise, people who were already nervous gathered in a large circle, talking about it in fear. You said what you said, and soon there were many facts they saw that proved their own ideas.

"Those people in the city government are uneasy and kind, and we want to settle accounts with them."

"Kill them, kill them."

"They just treat us like livestock."

Under the inexplicable atmosphere, everyone's anger was directed at the players. They were heterogeneous, something that had never appeared before. Whenever there was a disaster, people would attribute the result to them, completely forgetting the benefits they had received before.

This also has something to do with the fact that the players have not shown any aggressiveness towards civilians from the beginning to the end. People don't seem to be too afraid of them, and they seem to instinctively not feel the danger from the players.

It is not a characteristic of a particular group of people to be afraid of power but not to be virtuous, but it is a character that all human beings have, especially when the two parties lack understanding, only narrow-minded racists will attribute it to a certain The so-called 'inferior roots' of a particular group.

The crowd gathered more and more, and the angry shouts spread far away, finally alarming the city government officials.

"Let me go, let me go, let me see what's going on."

A team of policemen in black uniforms lined up the crowd. There were more than a dozen people, all of whom were powerful and powerful men. Most of them had the same faces as the nearby residents, only the one in the center was casual and indifferent. Black hair black eyes yellow skin face.

If there is a player, you can see that there are three small characters of hearts K on top of his chicken coop-like head that seems to be falling asleep. He has the cultivation base of the foundation and is in charge of the police force in this area.

Thousands of players may seem like a lot, but excluding those in cultivation, alchemy, elixir gardens, and all kinds of people in the cultivation industry with the most lucrative treatment, no one is willing to spend time on boring government affairs after the initial curiosity.

Therefore, although the current city government team is led by players, most of the workers are newly recruited locals, and the players are only responsible for supervision and military support.

Heart K was also one of the more than 100 players who were imprisoned in Baiyunzong like Sanpingzi before, and then followed the crowd into the ordinary world to handle government affairs, but he did not have the same fighting spirit as Sanpingzi. Will spend time on practice and play.

So at present, his official rank is relatively low, and the management is not so big.

"My lord, her son is dead. She said that the blood devil killed her son."

When they came to the center, a capable subordinate immediately said respectfully to Heart K.

"Um."

Heart K came in front of the crazy Elsa, and after restraining her, the red inner force poured into the corpse of the little boy in her arms.

After sensing for a moment, he lazily said: "Madam, sorry, this is not a supernatural event.

Your son died from a congenital lung disease. I'm not a professional doctor, so I don't know what the disease is, but it has nothing to do with superhumans. "

Shaking his head, K of Hearts was not at all surprised by the daily fuss of these people with almost no education, and planned to leave after a routine explanation.

"Wow, what are you doing?"

Turning his head, he saw a group of people with red eyes. They were staring at his blood-red internal force fingers just now, which made him startled, and his sleepy eyes widened.