In the southwest of the Holy Land, there is a wasteland near the sea. This wasteland borders the capital and is about three times the area of ​​the capital.

A huge valley that is bottomless and two high mountains connecting the clouds and the sky artificially divide the connection between this wasteland and Middle-earth culture.

When the first explorer stepped onto this wasteland, there was a cut stone tablet in front of him, with knife marks everywhere on the stone tablet, and the ancient characters that could be seen read "The Battlefield of the Gods at dusk" on it.

No historical book has recorded this war called Ragnarok, so no one can tell who the Wang Lu stayed at the place where the stone tablet was signed.

As more and more Middle-earth people set foot on the land of the wasteland, this wasteland has also become part of the territory of the Qilin Holy Dynasty.

But the Holy Dynasty never really ruled this wasteland.

The wasteland terrain is mainly desert, grassland and forest land. There are two uncivilized indigenous tribes, with vast land sparsely populated, barren land, high mountain roads and gullies blocked, and there is no value for development and utilization.

Although the Qilin Holy Dynasty was first established, it had enfeoffed the vassal kings of this wasteland, but soon the vassal kings of the wasteland resigned from their fiefdoms for their health reasons. The local tribes were very closed and were unwilling to interact with the Middle-earth Dynasty, let alone accepting the feudal division. Therefore, the escort governance was not feasible, and autonomy was even more unfeasible. Moreover, it was even more costly to establish an official government office in the wasteland. The wasteland became a homeless land.

Over time, people named this homeless land Lost Wasteland.

Until Wen Bo issued the "Bloody Order".

"Uncle, what is "The Blood Crying Order"?" Wang Zuo originally thought that Chongsheng would continue to talk, but he did not expect that Chongsheng would stop abruptly after hearing Xiang Meng say the Blood Crying Order. He did not say anything again. After curious, Wang Zuo asked nervously.

"I will tell you about the "Blood Crying Order". My words are not as curved as noble people, and they are full of literary spirit." Xiang Meng originally wanted to say sour, but when he thought of Chongsheng's identity, he changed it to literary spirit.

"Okay, uncle, tell me."

"Let me give you an example. To put it bluntly, that guy Wen's policy of reducing the power of the country's vassal state is a duel with referees. Have you been to the Great Stadium of Haotian City?" Xiang Meng asked Wang Zuo.

"I haven't been to any place except Yucheng."

"In this battle set up by Wen Bo, all the feudal states are gladiators, and the Holy Dynasty is the referee. The Holy Dynasty does not matter how your feudal state manages its people, as long as it is obedient, and the task of the feudal states is to kill each other, and it is a murder that can only fight alone and not form an alliance. Any feudal state with more than three feudal states will take action to kill you. Until there is a feudal state left in the arena, or several disabled feudal states, the Holy Dynasty as the referee will destroy all the feudal states involved in the feudal states. This battle has only one purpose, to eliminate all participants. This is Wen Bo's depriving of the vassal states. Are you right? " Xiang Meng said after he said that, he looked at Chongsheng.

Chongsheng didn't expect that Xiang Meng's metaphor was so appropriate and easy to understand. Xiang Meng seemed to be more suitable to talk to Wang Zuo than himself, so he nodded with a smile.

"And this lost wasteland is a piece of rotten meat. If you don't eat it, you will feel stomachache. But if you are very hungry, this thing can satisfy your hunger. There are always hungry ghosts in the world who want to die. Wen Bo's "Blood Crying Order" is equivalent to turning the lost wasteland into a deadly arena without referees. There is no rule, just fight to death. It's up to you to kill any number of people. Do you understand?"

Wang Zuo shook his head in confusion.

"It's so stupid! Uncle Wen divided the land of the Lost Wasteland into twenty cities, and sold it publicly. The buyer does not matter whether it is high or low. Even guilty people can be exempted from guilt by buying the Lost Wasteland City. Those who buy the Lost Wasteland City can do whatever they want on their own land. There is no law to control you. Just pay high taxes every year after buying the city for three years. I really suspect that Uncle Wen was not a quack doctor but a profiteer before becoming an official, and he was really good at making money."

"Isn't this just free renting? Rent the house in separate rooms and collect only the rent money no matter what you do with the house." Wang Zuo suddenly realized when he heard this.

"Yes! Originally, the Lost Wasteland was vast and there were few birds, but the "Blood Crying Order" said that except for the death row prisoners sentenced by the Holy Dynasty Penalty, other death row prisoners could be exempted from death as long as they paid 300 taels of silver. In addition, as long as people in slaves are not afraid of death, they will automatically leave their slaves. Therefore, there are many people in the Lost Wasteland now."

"What kind of death row prisoner sentenced by the Holy Dynasty Law and Penalty Institute?" Wang Zuo asked curiously.

"Rebel! The person the Holy Emperor wants to kill. Don't stop interrupting me and ask me, and I forgot wherever I talk." Xiang Meng said to Wang Zuo viciously. Wang Zuo was so scared that he quickly closed his mouth.

"When it comes to these twenty cities in the Lost Wasteland, it is a sinful hell, with desperados everywhere. The "Blood Crying Order" has just been promulgated. Some rich gentry wanted to survive the addiction of the local emperor, and some rich nobles went to buy the city in the Lost Wasteland because they committed crimes and wanted to escape. For a while, even twenty cities were sold out. But in fact, it was not that simple. Right, nobles." Xiang Meng showed a strange smile on his lips and said to Chongsheng.

"Yes! The Lost Wasteland is almost no different from the wilderness. The so-called city may be just a piece of ruins and broken rubble. If you buy a city and become a city lord, you must have the ability to govern the people of your city, or to be more appropriately a thug. The strong men in the Lost Wasteland are respected, and the identity of the city lord won't be guaranteed by the Holy Dynasty. Every inch of land needs to be sprinkled with blood in exchange for it. Even if you conquer those habitual prisoners of death row, you

There are other city lords around you who are eyeing you. Even if you persist in the cruelty inside and outside, the offerings of the poor and poor people and the harvest of the barren land are not enough to pay the expensive Holy Dynasty taxes. Most city lords run away after buying the city, and there are people who have been deprived of their status as city lords for three years because they cannot afford the tax. Few city lords can keep going." Chongsheng took over the conversation and said, his face becoming heavier.

"There are five city lords who have maintained their rule for more than ten years. For example, King Huanxi and Marquis of Eagle Nest. The city of King Huanxi has no law and can kill and rob. The city of King Yingnxi is even more terrifying than hell. Everyone is slaves and livestock. In addition to these city lords, there are countless refugees and bandits who are wandering on the edge of the world, joining wild beasts, eating people and robbing, and doing all kinds of evil. In the Lost Wasteland, any beauty is scarce, and any horror is something everywhere, such as plagues that have erupted for several years, such as winds, sand and floods, and the brutal beasts of the ancient times."

"Isn't that very dangerous?" Wang Zuo felt a little excited on his face when he asked.

"It's not just danger? If the boss hadn't saved me back then, I would have almost died in the Lost Wasteland!" Xiang Meng said excitedly.

"Uncle, I originally thought you would do a big business, but I didn't expect the business you were going to do is much bigger than I thought! It seems we are going to make a lot of money!" After Wang Zuo said that, he patted his hands and could see that he felt an uncontrollable excitement.

"You kid aren't afraid? Have you understood our words? Your master is likely to buy a city in a ghost place like Lost Wasteland next." Xiang Meng asked in surprise.

"Don't be afraid! Blind Wang said that wealth and honor are in danger. Since it is such a dangerous place, wealth and honor are naturally indispensable!" Wang Zuo said with a smile.

"We are in danger of wealth and honor? This is true. Someone once said that those who can conquer the Lost Wasteland can conquer the entire Middle-earth continent! However, boy, the darkness and danger of the Lost Wasteland are far from what you can imagine." Xiang Meng patted Wang Zuo on the shoulder.

"Can you conquer the lost wasteland conquer Middle-earth continent? The uncle is the uncle. It turns out that the uncle's mind is much farther than mine!" Wang Zuo smiled happily.

"It's a question whether I can survive at that time. If I weren't imprisoned, I wouldn't have taken the risk and chose to make a comeback like this." Chongsheng said with a wry smile, admitting that he would choose to buy land in the Lost Wasteland.
Chapter completed!