Chapter 690 The Refugees' Food Runs Out

The awakened divine general turned the black donkey into a lazy donkey.

With him commanding the legion's march, who knew how long he would dawdle on the road.

Chen Yu vaguely recalled that when he gave Kukar and the others start-up capital and sent them out to establish their own camps, the other individuals had already chosen their camp locations and begun construction, while the black donkey hadn't even moved yet.

"Don't be slow on the uptake."

The little devil, stretching lazily, performed a few stretching movements.

"I'm reminding you not to withdraw him, just to keep it in mind. You might not reach him within seven days as you thought, so you need to make corresponding countermeasures."

Though Chen Yu felt troubled, he acknowledged this.

His old subordinates, Kukar, the Lion duo, the black donkey, and Er Gou, each took command of a legion after successfully rallying their troops.

However—

Deploying them wasn't that simple.

Gouzi was stationed in Free Town, responsible for the defense of the entire town. If Chen Yu were to move him out, Free Town's defenses would be compromised.

Jack had too fiery a temper.

With his distinct personality, bringing him to this new, undeveloped city would likely cause many disturbances.

As for Kukar and Rou Si, they also had reasons why they couldn't be deployed. The only person Chen Yu could confidently deploy here without significantly impacting Free Town's safety was this lazy donkey.

Chen Yu had indeed overlooked his lazy disposition, but it didn't negate the fact that this was the optimal choice he could make.

Suddenly, a commotion arose in the center of the bustling square. The refugees who had been waiting for a long time all looked towards the distance, where Acting City Lord Claire, along with the cavalry legion and Nuo Yi, appeared in the square.

"City Lord, it's the City Lord!"

The refugees cheered, their eyes filled with expectation.

The rations they had been given had long since been consumed. Starving, they were waiting for the City Lord's Mansion to distribute new provisions.

"Wow."

Nuo Yi, who had never witnessed such a scene, opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

"Senior Nuo Yi hasn't seen this kind of situation before?"

Lauren, the deputy commander of the cavalry legion, asked with a smile. After personally witnessing Nuo Yi's strength, even though Nuo Yi was significantly younger than him, he still deserved to be called "Senior."

In the caves, strength commanded respect.

In this world of constant conflict, no one cared about your age; they only cared if you possessed the strength to command their respect.

Lauren was at the peak of the Black Obsidian realm, while Nuo Yi was at the Colorful realm.

Addressing him as Senior was logical.

"We don't have refugees in the Batu Federation." Nuo Yi shrugged slightly. Lauren also smiled and replied, "There is indeed an economic gap between the Tatu Kingdom and the Batu Federation. If you lived in the Tatu Kingdom, you would surely be accustomed to seeing scenes like this."

Lauren showed no surprise when Nuo Yi mentioned the sensitive region of the Batu Federation.

Or rather, he had already passed the point of surprise.

Hurricane City bordered the Batu Federation, and the intelligence gathered about the Batu Federation was perhaps more detailed than that of the Tatu royal family. Nuo Yi, with his exceptional undead abilities, was naturally on the intelligence list. From the moment he saw Nuo Yi in action, Lauren knew his identity.

Although he was shocked as to why Nuo Yi was with Chen Yu,

He didn't ask further.

Regardless of who the City Lord was accompanied by, he was the City Lord of this city. Moreover, Lauren's loyalty was to Hurricane City, not to the Tatu Kingdom.

Even if Chen Yu was from the Batu Federation, he wouldn't care.

What he wanted to see was the prosperity of this city and its citizens living in peace and contentment.

"If that's the case, living in your Tatu Kingdom is truly suffering." Nuo Yi curled his lip. Lauren merely smiled at this unreserved criticism.

Although the central square was very crowded, the refugees still parted a path for Claire to reach the center of the square.

"Silence!"

With a stern shout, the entire square fell silent.

"Claire truly has prestige among the refugees." The mole-faced man murmured softly. The fox-man sneered dismissively, "These are people on the verge of starvation. Whoever can give them a piece of bread at this moment will be treated like a god by those dying. What's so strange about that? As for the new City Lord, why isn't he here? Is he planning to promote Claire as his representative?"

In the silent square, countless refugees looked at Claire, standing before the square's statue, as if gazing upon a deity.

"I apologize for making you all wait so long."

"Indeed, there's something I need to tell everyone. The City Lord's Mansion will not be distributing relief food today."

In an instant, the silent square erupted like boiling oil. The clamor was incessant. The eyes of the refugees, who had been waiting for relief food to survive, revealed despair.

"Why?"

"Why aren't you giving us food!!!"

"Didn't you say you would distribute relief food every three days? Are you deceiving us?"

The uproar was endless. Many refugees' eyes turned red, and they glared at Claire, standing before the statue, extending their hands to question him.

"Disperse!"

Lauren, holding his sword, stepped forward and reprimanded them.

However, this time the refugees completely ignored the warning from the City Lord's Mansion, shouting, cursing, and raising their arms to question him.

"Hmph, I knew this day would come."

The fox-man watched the increasingly agitated refugees with his arms crossed and sneered.

"It seems they gained favor by feeding a group of refugees. They thought that by feeding these refugees for a few days, the refugees would truly be grateful? If they were humans, perhaps they would be grateful, but unfortunately... refugees are not considered human."

"Fourth brother, you've gone too far." The mole-faced man whispered.

"Fourth brother isn't wrong. Refugees are not considered human." Ya Bo's eyes held a look of indifference. "Although it sounds harsh, those who have fallen to the level of refugees are no longer considered human. They are just livestock struggling to survive. Perhaps they were all law-abiding citizens of the city before, but after starving for so long and encountering so many instances of people snatching food, their hearts have gradually ceased to be human."

"Big brother..."

"The core purpose of our desire to reform this city is to prevent others within the city from falling into such a state. If possible, who wouldn't want to live as a proper human?" Ya Bo shook his head with a self-deprecating laugh, his eyes filled with emotion as he looked at the square. "I didn't expect them to take this step so soon. I originally thought they would release more food to buy time after Old Hunter's foraging team returned."

"Brother, aren't you going to intervene?"

The mole-faced man frowned and came to Ya Bo's side.

"With the small number of people in the cavalry legion, they can't control the riot caused by the refugees."

"Why should we intervene? What does it have to do with us?" Ya Bo replied indifferently. "We came back just to watch. Despite the large number of refugees, with the City Lord there, can they really pose a problem for him? Moreover, the decision to cut off supplies must have been made by the City Lord. Since he dared to make such a decision, he should have prepared a countermeasure. We should just patiently watch what happens next."