The number of people coming to receive the second meal was higher, but fortunately the three of them had been waiting in the square and got a higher position.

It was not until he actually joined the queue that Snake Ya understood why the fences were set up around the wooden platform. The speakers on the platform changed, and were still talking about the new policy endlessly. Perhaps before receiving the porridge, he would listen to him nagging.

The crowd slowly moved forward, and after waiting for about half a quarter of an hour, he finally walked around behind the wooden platform.

"Stretch out the back of your right hand." said the guard who was waiting here.

After the snake teeth did as they did, the other party pressed a seal on the back of his hand.

"Next."

The wooden fence expanded to both sides and formed an open area, but the queue still did not end. Everyone, under the guidance of the guards, received wooden bowls in turn, made porridge, went to the other end to drink porridge, and placed bowls. It was hard to believe that this orderly order was actually created by ordinary civilians and mice.

Snake Ya looked back at the long line behind her, and a sense of absurdity arose in her heart, as if they were not begging for others to give alms, but completing a solemn ceremony.

"What did he print for us?" The tiger claws poked out his head from behind, "it couldn't be wiped off."

"Perhaps we should prevent us from queuing again after drinking the porridge," he said with a whisper.

There were high tents outside the open space. Through the fire, you could see many people busy inside. From time to time, someone carried heavy wooden barrels to the long wooden table beside the fence, and then distributed them to everyone by the guards. Obviously, these foods were cooked. When the white-blooded porridge was poured into the bowl, the snake's teeth's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

How long has it been since he tasted hot food?

The porridge was not strong, and there were no vegetable leaves or seasonings, but the white porridge noodles and the fragrance alone made his saliva rush. Compared to the black bread mixed with stones and chaff, the food in the bowl made him feel the long-lost sweetness again.

Oops, my eyes started to get sore again.

Without even having to burn his tongue, Snake Teeth drank a bowl of white porridge in two or three strokes, and licked the bottom of the bowl cleanly. Although he had the urge to run back and ask for another bowl, he finally gave up the idea when he saw the guards monitoring around him. He reluctantly put the wooden bowl into the designated basin, and he followed the crowd out of the fence area.

There is actually a wooden platform at the exit, and the preacher on it is enthusiastic about answering everyone's questions.

Perhaps because there was warm food in their stomachs, even the cold wind was not as sharp as before. Snake Ya and the other two couldn't help but slow down and followed the crowd slowly towards the wooden platform.

"You ask the prince why he should release relief food? This question is good!" the man said with a chorus. "Because your highness is determined to completely remove the rats in the fortress. Those who are forced by rats and have to obey their orders for food can be completely liberated and no longer threatened by them! At the same time, some families with insufficient food can also use this to overcome the difficulties! This is His Highness's mercy!"

"But you said before that the porridge is only put until the end of the evil moon, what should I do after that?" someone asked loudly.

The sound at the scene suddenly calmed down a lot, and most people were waiting for the other party's answer, and the snake teeth also raised their ears.

"It's very simple! You can support yourself!" the preacher smiled.

"Support yourself?"

"I don't know how to farm."

"Sir, can you explain it more clearly?"

"Don't worry, let me tell you slowly!" He waved his hand, "After the evil moon, Changge Fortress and Border Town will be merged into a new city. The land in the middle requires a large number of workers to reclaim and build. This is how you support yourself! Let's work, only labor can create wealth, only labor can change your destiny! You will receive stable salary, and this money can not only support yourself, but also support your family! At the same time, Your Highness promises that anyone with a formal job will be accepted as the constituents of the new city!"

His words stirred up a wave in the crowd, and Snake Teeth felt his heart beating quickly.

"Yes, I know what you are all thinking," the preacher whispered, "There are many rats among you...or, the city people who are forced to become rats, but it doesn't matter. Through labor, you will be reborn and no longer have to live secretly in the lightless underground, nor have you worry about being sent to the gallows one day. You can rely on your own hands to exchange for legitimate rewards, whether it is food, clothing, or even a shelter from the wind and rain!"

"Sir... as long as you are willing to work?"

He smiled and nodded, "Your Highness will want more than tens of thousands of people by then, so...yes, as long as you are willing to work."

Snake Teeth suddenly felt that she seemed to understand something.

...

In the next few days, the three of them would go to the Central Plaza to collect porridge at noon, and more and more urban residents came to hear the news, occupying almost half of the space in the square. Of course, some people were not for food, they just wanted to witness the doomsday of rats in the street.

The fortress almost every day like a festival.

When the porridge at noon was put into use, trial and punishment were performed immediately on the other end of the square.

Just as the woman in white robe said... no mouse could escape their pursuit. Snake Teeth saw Kanash during the trial. He looked pale, kneeling on the punishment platform and trembling slightly, completely gone as if he was arrogant.

Then, his head was shattered with the roar of the iron pipe.

In addition to Kanash, there are many other big names who have only heard of names.

For example, bloody hands, such as iron crows, and open blades... are all famous kings in the black street. Their performance is not much better than that of Kanash. The death of each Rat King will arouse people's enthusiasm for cheering warmly. In the end, the onlookers shouted together to long live the slogan of His Highness and sent off the criminals to be executed.

On the fourth day, Snake Ya met Qiao again. He looked completely healthy, and the four of them hugged each other with excitement.

"Where have you been there these days?"

"I don't know," Qiao shook her head, "I was confused at the time. When I woke up, I was already lying in a tent without any pain. The next thing was to eat, sleep, and until the fever subsided... There were several patients like me there, and there were jerky meat in the porridge I drank. I almost swallowed my tongue for the first time."

"There is such a good thing?" Tiger clawed stared, "Hey, I want to get infected with a cold epidemic!"

"Anyway, it's good to survive," Aoi said with relief.

After everyone sighed, Snake Ya suddenly said, "When the evil moon is over, I will find a job."

"Maybe the nobles are just fooling us, and there may be various additional requirements at that time," said Tiger Claws, "You see, the Second Army soldiers and police officers who have begun to recruit now require fixed addresses, have innocent lives, have never committed any crimes, and are not even allowed to steal, and have not taken us into consideration at all."

Snake Ya shook her head without answering. The things mentioned in the announcement were becoming reality bit by bit. He realized that the so-called new city of His Royal Highness might be far beyond his imagination. In these short and long days, he had gradually felt the change.
Chapter completed!