Chapter 460 Snake Fang (Part 2)

However, Snake Ya did not expect that something even more incredible was to come - the speaker's next news made him unable to move his feet anymore.

"Five days later, that is, the second week of the first month of spring, the city hall will distribute relief rations in the square! Everyone can receive two hot meals of wheat porridge here, one at noon and one in the evening. City residents, thank you Your Majesty, please be merciful!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly became commotion.

"Oh my God, Gore didn't lie. There was such a thing in the announcement!"

"Yeah, I just wanted to confirm."

"Did I hear you correctly? Do you have wheat porridge every day?"

"Are you coming too? Don't you still have a lot of wheat and dried meat?"

"Those are two free copies, and the Guardian didn't forbid me from getting them. Didn't you listen to what they said, everyone!"

"Sir!" Someone suddenly asked loudly, "Is the wheat porridge really free? When will it be distributed?"

This was also the issue that most people were concerned about. Everyone immediately stopped talking and looked at the noble attendants.

The latter waited until the anticipation of the crowd reached its peak, then calmly said loudly, "That's right! Wheat porridge is indeed distributed for free, and it will continue until the end of the Demonic Month! Go tell the news to more people Neighbors and friends, the promise made by His Highness the Prince will definitely come true!"

Hundreds of people instantly became excited, but Snake Ya still couldn't believe his ears.

Free food, what does that mean? They can temporarily get rid of the threat of Kanash, and no longer have to worry about starving to death in the cold snow - no, not just them, all mice can easily obtain food. In this way, Wang and Belly will be unable to control their lower bodies. The tail is gone!

Kanash will never sit back and let this happen. What will he do? Send people to disperse the crowd and disrupt the porridge distribution scene...or bribe city hall officials to pour all the porridge into the Chishui River?

However, Snake Ya also noticed that the speaker mentioned "His Royal Highness" repeatedly, which meant that it was the legendary fourth prince who requested the distribution of relief rations this time, not the previous dukes or the five major families. Will he let these rat kings do whatever they want, or is he really different from other nobles?

He didn't want to trust any noble, and the scene of the white paper being cheated was still vivid in his mind.

But there is another voice in my heart that keeps asking myself, what if it is true, what if... it is true?

Fortunately, this doubt did not last long, because the elk attendant on the stage had already begun to announce the next piece of news - he originally thought that these decrees were just new tricks thought up by the gentlemen to torment the people of the city. The street boy had nothing to do with him, so the first two pieces of news surprised him so much that he didn't tell them, and the third piece of news was directed at the rat group.

"Citizens, listen up, your good days are coming!" The speaker first calmed the noisy crowd with one sentence, and then said word by word, "Five days from now, that is, from the day when the porridge is distributed, His Royal Highness will launch a severe crackdown on crime in Changge Fortress, including eliminating underworld organizations, cracking down on theft and robbery, and all illegal activities that threaten the lives and property safety of city residents! At that time, everyone should not stay in the underworld, nor go there Mixed places such as pubs and casinos to avoid unnecessary harm!”

"The order of the fortress needs to be maintained by all city residents. Now the city hall is recruiting people, including security officers and police officers. Now I will explain the recruitment requirements in detail!"

Snake Ya had no intention of listening anymore. He got out of the crowd and ran quickly to the bonfire, "Quick, let's go back!"

"Have you finished listening?" Kui rubbed her hands and said reluctantly, "You should also warm up before leaving."

"No, leave now!" he said anxiously.

"What happened?" Joe heard something was wrong.

"I'll explain to you on the way," Snake Ya stamped his feet, "We have to go back quickly, otherwise we will be dead when Kanash hears the news from others first!"

…

The gathering place for rats in the West District is located deep in the tailless alley, in a two-story private house.

Kanash was a one-eyed man with a ferocious appearance, and his temper and methods were as cruel as his appearance. Sheya saw him nailing a subordinate who had messed up to the wall, and then whipped him to death. In addition, he controlled the food supply of several rat groups in the neighborhood, and no one dared to be disrespectful in his presence.

The same was true for Snake Ya. He carefully knelt in front of the other party and repeated the information he had learned.

"The city lord wants to attack us?" Kanash frowned, "What kind of wind is this blowing?"

"...Not the city lord," Snake Ya reminded cautiously, "That person was always talking about His Highness the Prince."

"You know nothing!" He took a sip, "No matter how big a noble is, it is difficult to use it in other people's territory. This is Changge Fortress, not a border town or a royal capital. Without the approval of the Elk family, he can do nothing. It can't be done. So what about the nominal guardian of the West? Just look at who is sitting in the castle. What kind of king is still nominally in charge of Gray Castle? Who cares about his orders?"

"You are right," a woman next to Kanash said softly, "Besides, even if the sky changes above, it doesn't have much to do with us. Nobles are nobles, mice are mice, regardless of whether they are both here. A city, in fact, cannot be regarded as a kind of people at all.”

"A rat is a rat? I like to hear this," Kanash pinched the woman's butt, "But the second news is a bit strange. According to past situations, nobles who want to gain a good reputation by releasing grain will notify us in advance. And the distribution will be limited, so why does it sound like they want to feed the whole city this time?"

No one could answer this question, but Sheya knew that everyone was thinking about the two free bowls of wheat porridge at this time.

"Could it be that... the master above wants to gain some benefits from Lord Bloodhand?" the woman chuckled.

"Who knows," Kanash shrugged, "I'll go ask the boss later. Only he knows about this kind of thing related to the nobility."

The so-called bloody hand is the king of the Western District. I heard that he has close contacts with some minor nobles. In a sense, he is no longer a pure rat, but an "underground noble" without a title - in fact, every king has a similar path.

Thinking of this, Snake Ya couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He knew that Kanash's little lover was right. Nobles have existed for hundreds of years, and the same is true for rats. No matter how things change above, the underground world always has its own set of rules... His Royal Highness is also a noble, what can he change?

"By the way, I know what you are all thinking," Kanash sneered twice, "Want to try the wheat porridge distributed by the city hall? Until that day, everyone must stay in this house, and no one is allowed to go. Did you hear that? If someone dares to eat secretly behind my back, I guarantee that he will never be able to eat for the rest of his life!" (To be continued.)