Chapter 642: Diverting Conflicts, the Mysterious Lord's Method

The tinkling sound of sheep bells continued to be heard from the streets as the first shop in the origin territory opened its doors.

The sky is just bright.

The two gates at the front and back of the Origin Territory were opened by guards, announcing that the one-night curfew was over.

In the apocalyptic wasteland, there is no night.

Everything should be completed as early as possible and set out as early as possible.

Those caravans that have stayed in the origin territory and have finished selling their stolen goods will rush to this time to get back on the road with their goods early and head towards the outside world.

The travelers who arrived outside the territory last night will also enter the territory as early as possible, find a place to eat and rest, and go out to do business.

It was already a week after the heavy snowfall ended.

Countless caravans that had been suspended due to disasters finally returned to normal and began to get used to continuing to do business in such a harsh environment.

And as an indispensable part.

The origin territory has gradually returned to some of its former prosperity.

In the Sanyuan Hotel near the small market on the right side of the Origin Territory, Somo opened the window half-open and curiously looked at the various stalls that had been set up below.

Although this location is not as good as the official guest house in the Origin Territory, you can see many larger shops when you go downstairs.

It would be better to have Kaiyun Hotel in the center of the territory, with guards nearby for safety.

But the reason why I chose it here is because it is better than the two words Huang Bing introduced before.

reality!

"Sure enough, just like modern cities, in the large market in the origin territory, there are some outsiders trading things. Except for the greater variety of goods, there is no advantage at all in terms of price."

"But here, they are all locals. The variety of products may be different, but the prices are definitely cheaper!"

Most of the people who can set up stalls here are aboriginal people near the origin territory.

They will bring the rewards from the lucky bags and the wild goods found in the mountains and fields here for sale.

Occasionally, you can pick up a few loopholes in these things.

And if you are lucky, you may run into some nearby refugees bringing things looted from the ruins for sale.

As for why no "outsiders" come here to pick up leaks.

According to Huang Bing, there are only two words:

xenophobic!

dong dong dong

While thinking, there were sudden knocks on the door of the house.

Before entering the Origin Territory, Sumo had told him that any warrior who wanted to enter would only need to tap twice.

And now.

"Please come in." Sumo looked away and turned his attention to the door.

With a crash, the door opened, and the person standing outside was none other than Huang Bing, the short guard who left last night.

It's different from last night's attire.

After one night, Huang Bing had taken off his decent guard uniform and put on a coarse cotton coat similar to that of local refugees.

It can be seen that Huang Bing still put some thought into being a good guide in the future and getting only one day's food reward.

"Mr. Yang, the morning market has started. If you have dining needs or want to buy some precious goods, it's best to leave now."

"If it's any later, the stalls run by locals will be closed down."

"Oh? Collect it so early?" The time now is only half past six in the morning. Counting three or four hours have passed, it's only ten o'clock.

Closing the stall so early?

Sumo couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"It's like this. Even though we are all locals, we are also divided into territories and have tasks every day."

"We come here to set up stalls and trade. Most people come here as early as possible, and then return to the territory at eight or nine o'clock to continue completing the tasks assigned by the lord." Huang Bing explained patiently, and then said with a wry smile:

"Sir, you can actually understand this. Completing the daily tasks assigned by the lord is our full-time job when we are on earth. We must complete it with quality and quantity every day in order to receive the issued rations and avoid being fired and unemployed."

"Coming here to set up a stall is just like going to the night market to make extra money after work. It's a part-time job. No matter how much it is, we can only live with it. If we rely on this to make a living, I'm afraid we will starve to death."

"What about you?" Su Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Me?" Huang Bing was stunned, then shook his head with a smile: "The guard job is seven days a week, and I need to work for three days and provide food for five days, so I have four days of free time a week to work part-time to make up for the lack of food. those two days”

During the conversation, it was vague.

Huang Bing felt that the bearded man in front of him, who looked like a bandit, seemed different from the ordinary people he usually received.

It was like a lion suddenly dropped into a wild cat-infested wasteland.

Although they both belong to the cat family, there is a world of difference in terms of demeanor and strength.

Moreover, in the eyes of Master Yang, who has the same name as Erlang God in Chinese mythology.

Huang Bing hadn't been able to see that contempt for a long time.

And this was what surprised him the most.

"Let's go. Since they will leave soon, we really need to move faster."

He stood up, picked up the fur-collared coat that was placed on the bedside, and put some of it on himself.

Suddenly, the disappeared feeling of the Mountain King returned to him like a miracle.

"Master Yang, who are your men?" Huang Bing scratched his head in confusion as Su Mo was about to go out alone.

"Don't worry about them, they may be too tired from the journey here, so let them sleep more!"

When Huang Bing mentioned this, Su Mo laughed it off, but after thinking about it, he casually pointed to two warriors who were sitting in the lobby of the hotel and bragging to other passers-by.

In his own territory, he naturally didn't need to bring anyone with him when traveling.

But in this Origin Territory, it was a bit impossible.

Whether it was trouble when going out, or buying things and carrying them and paying for them, someone had to help.

As for Feng Tianmin, Feng Long, and Guan Yu'an.

Su Mo didn't lie, the three of them were indeed back in their rooms to catch up on sleep.

After a night of operation and exploration, while being familiar with the operation of the adventure mechanic, the three of them almost turned the public part of the entire Origin Territory upside down.

At present, a simple but not simple map has been preliminarily drawn.

From the layout of each room, to the height of the building, to its general purpose, it was basically clearly marked.

And the group of bounty hunters who had set their sights on them and others could not escape the pursuit.

With great ease, Feng Long followed the clues all the way and found the gathering base camp.

According to this progress, everyone can start the first wave of actions tonight at the latest and try to take the initiative.

And now during the day, it is just the time to catch up on sleep and accumulate energy for the night.

"Master Yang, let's go to have breakfast first, or go to the market first"

After leaving the hotel gate and standing on the dilapidated gravel road, Huang Bing looked around and touched his belly that was already protesting calmly.

The reason why he agreed to use three days of labor in exchange for a day's meal.

The reason is very simple.

Food!

In the past, if you meet a good customer, even if you can't have a full meal in three days, you can barely eat half full and save the food for the day.

If you meet a bad customer, you will go hungry for two meals a day and need to order more food at night to fall asleep, so you can save two days of food in three days.

Over time, only by saving up like this can you save enough supplies to survive the disaster.

Huang Bing was a little unsure whether he could have a full stomach today, as it was the first time he met Su Mo, a "different" mountain king.

"Well, let's eat first, just find a similar breakfast shop!"

Standing in the alley lined with stone houses, it didn't take long for Su Mo to become the focus of the crowd.

Most people initially thought he was a joke, wondering where this freak came from, so high-profile.

But when Su Mo turned around and looked at the shiny black standard pistol on his waist, these people quickly put away all their expressions, fearing that they would offend this plague god.

In the wasteland, it's now.

All of them came from the civilized era, so they naturally knew what terrible consequences would be if the gun was pointed at them and the trigger was pulled.

Guns.

It is still a rare treasure, a weapon that everyone wants in the true sense.

Being able to own it, let alone other things, the strength alone is unquestionable!

"A similar breakfast shop?" After hearing Su Mo's request, Huang Bing's eyes lit up, and he was delighted. He quickly identified the direction and set off with Su Mo and the other two.

There are many places to eat in the origin territory.

Some refugees who come to set up stalls part-time are one of them. They will bring the wild vegetables they dug up before to make soup and make cakes for sale. They are considered the worst.

Going up a little bit, there are shops set up by the major branch territories to sell revenue in the central gathering place.

This kind of shop is of medium grade, and the quality of the food is also good, which is quite popular among foreign travelers.

Huang Bing was excited to be able to eat here, and his steps were brisk. While chatting and introducing along the way, his mouth was also a little more flexible.

"Lord Yang, the Origin Territory currently has a permanent population of about 37,000 people, and 21 branch territories have been set up."

"The territory with the largest number of people is called the Main Peak, and it occupies that mountain!" Pointing to a towering mountain that can be seen from the gathering place, Huang Bing continued with pride:

"There are a total of 7,900 people in the Main Peak. The lord is naturally the lord of our entire Origin Territory, and I am a member of the Main Peak, currently a second-class citizen"

"Second-class?"

The information inside the Origin Territory is exactly what Su Mo wants to know the most.

It is not impossible to rely on the soldiers to slowly go out and inquire, but the speed is a bit slow.

Now that Huang Bing has opened this topic, Su Mo's mind moved and it is just right to ask.

"Yes, we have set up new rules in our main peak since the new lord came here."

"Among them, all people living on the main peak will be divided into several different levels, with the lowest level of first grade and the highest level of ninth grade to determine the positions and salaries in the territory."

"Of course, most people are still first grade, and only those who have contributed to the territory can reach the second grade."

"Let me think, it seems that there are only a little over 300 people above the second grade?"

Puffing out his chest, Huang Bing did not explain how he became a second-grade citizen, but from his expression, it can be seen that this second grade is obviously not due to his strength.

Mostly, it's all luck.

"Are there these levels in other territories?"

Huang Bing nodded: "Almost the same, among the twenty-one territories, the top ten territories basically follow this system, but the names are slightly different. For example, the Marshal Wang that the adults wanted to find before, his Jiuqufeng territory, is now also divided into levels one to nine, but the specific names are first-grade, second-grade and ninth-grade. Privately, we all laugh at this lord for reading too many martial arts novels, and even a ninth-grade master!"

"By the way, there is also that one, which is the eighth-ranked Chuanfeng. There are foreigners living there, the kind with blond hair and blue eyes. Their names are even more strange. Those who grow crops are called first-grade planters, and those who guard the territory are called first-grade knight guards. They think this is a magical world!"

Complain about this and that.

From Huang Bing's words, it can be heard that within the entire origin territory, the twenty-one branch territories are not currently a monolithic entity.

Here, there is also a chain of contempt, and there is also respect and inferiority.

The second-class citizens of the main peak look down on the citizens of other peaks, and the reserve refugees of the main peak also look down on the ordinary refugees of other peaks.

Including those who come out of the main peak to do business, take office, and work, most of them look down on some people from other peaks.

This weird institutional atmosphere.

After listening, Su Mo did not give any opinions, but just continued to talk about it casually.

But he nodded silently in his heart and gave an evaluation of this so-called promotion system.

Four words, transfer contradictions!

This may be the mysterious lord who came out of the ruins. It is really not a good person.

He knows that there are many people in the origin territory, and the contradictions between them are complicated. It is extremely difficult to integrate and manage.

But to develop, we can't let these people do whatever they want.

So they came up with such a set of promotion system to put everyone in.

When foreign refugees join, the selection will bring the more outstanding people to the front peaks, giving them enough sense of superiority and upward momentum.

And these outstanding people are exactly the ones who are most likely to have problems in the territory.

Without them, even if the people behind want to do something, they don’t have the intelligence and sufficient resources.

After being incorporated into the back peaks and given some benefits that are not there, these people who are already slow will slowly form the bottom of the entire collective, constantly supplying fresh blood to the upper level.

In this way, the conflicts of the residents of the back peaks are all transferred to the residents of the front peaks.

The conflicts of first-class citizens will be transferred to second-class and even higher-class citizens.

As a lord, the ruler of this origin territory only needs to be responsible for the top few people not to have problems and throw the pot to himself.

The entire territory can operate spontaneously and provide resources continuously.

Very vicious, but it just fits the rules of the end of the world.

The strong prey on the weak!

"In front is the kitchen of our main peak, sir, why don’t you go there to exchange some payment currency for use later?"

After passing through several alleys and coming to the main street.

Pointing to a stone house guarded by armed guards and with many people queuing, Huang Bing showed a look of eager envy.

He was not envious of the tens of thousands of resources that were handled every day, but the guard standing at the door.

He had a gun and was admired by everyone.

Compared with being at the village gate with only a worn-out steel knife in his hand, if he could be promoted here, it would be the pinnacle of life!

Thinking like this in his heart, Huang Bing forgot about Su Mo's reaction behind him for a while.

After a few moments, when he suddenly realized why Su Mo had not replied for so long.

Huang Bing turned his head suddenly, but was stunned.

Behind him, the face on the screw beard still exuded dominance and calmness.

But for the first time, he saw a strange emotion in Su Mo's eyes.

That was an emotion that ordinary people rarely, or basically never had when they saw this trading house.

There was a bit of surprise, a bit of sigh, and a bit of

mockery?