Viewed from the heights of space, Noray is undoubtedly a very beautiful habitable planet, with pale blue waters and turquoise green hills covered on the surface, as well as dark gray urban buildings, which reveal a strange texture like an oil painting under the light of the stars.

But for the inhabitants of the three major cities, Noray, which has survived for decades, is a painful cage from which there are no walls.

After the outbreak of the war, the mighty army of monks was killed, and the hundreds of thousands of Wehrmacht troops of the Weixi Empire, which seemed to be strong, were vulnerable in the face of a powerful enemy, and they were completely defeated in just over a month.

With the fall of Nore, the top managers of the three main cities, as well as the first-class nobles like Governor Gregory, could not hold out to the end, and died in the army, escorted by the remnants of the warships of the local troops, boarded the royal cruise ship and sailed away, leaving behind a mess that no one cleaned up.

Fortunately, the monks soon grew tired of the pleasure of killing ants, and after looting the available resources of the three large cities, they rushed to kill the next target like locusts crossing the border.

The residents of Noray, who were lucky enough to survive, thought that they could continue to survive, but before they could begin to celebrate the joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe, bad luck befell them again.

Four months ago, a mighty interstellar pirate fleet, like a rat smelling of cheese, rushed in with a large number of people and horses, easily occupied the Mali city government building without a single shot, and became the supreme leader of Mali City.

After the news spread, a group of local gangsters in Uma City in the west also concocted the same method, turned into city administrators, and lived a privileged life like a local emperor.

The capital of Noray fell into the hands of the low-level officials who were forced to stay in the city, and although the situation was better than that of the other two cities, they also publicly stated that they would no longer accept any jurisdiction of the Vesy Empire from now on.

As a result, the three cities present three distinct management styles.

Compared to wandering around in space, the comfortable status quo is undoubtedly more comfortable for pirates.

Here, there is no need to go into space and risk robbing those passing armed merchant ships to make ends meet, as in the past, just by squeezing the more than 30 million residents of Mali City at will, and the wealth will continue to roll in.

The interstellar pirates, who are ready to sit back and enjoy this, have developed a harsh tax system, and the residents of Mali City can live and work as usual, but everyone must pay half of the income to the city government every month as a protection fee.

The reason is, of course, simple.

The Vesy Empire obviously no longer has the ability to govern Nore Star, so the pirates, as the current managers of the city, naturally have to bear the safety of the lives of the residents of the city, and half of the monthly income is not expensive at all compared to their lives.

In fact, everyone knows that what bullshit protection money is just a disguise, once a monk really kills again, this group of interstellar pirates who are dressed as government officials and wantonly accumulate money will definitely run faster than anyone else, but what can they do if they don't pay, maintain the empire for private possession of weapons, has been enforcing extremely strict bans, and in the face of the pirate fleet with strong ships and guns, the unarmed residents can't raise the idea of resisting at all.

In times of war, life has been so bad that no matter how bad it is, it is better than losing your life.

In the interstellar era when material civilization is highly developed, the problem of food and clothing has long ceased to exist, even if it is a semi-abandoned Noray Star, the Galaxy Coin can still circulate normally, and companies, supermarkets, and factories producing daily necessities are still operating normally.

The approach of the gangsters in Uma City is a little different from the direct forcible seizure of the interstellar pirates, they control the food production and drinking water purification factories in the city, firmly grasp the most basic survival lifeline of the residents in the city, and force everyone to work for them, more than 20 million people, in this way, have become free labor, and the production value created is all pocketed by the gangsters, and the reward is only a ration of water and food.

The situation of Noray City is relatively better, after all, compared with the gangsters and pirates, the appearance of the grassroots officials is not so ugly, but the scale of Noray City is the largest among the three cities, with a permanent population of nearly 200 million, and the monthly income of the residents is 20% of the tax and fee, which is as high as more than 50 billion galactic coins, which is also an amazing enough wealth.

In this way, the three main cities went their own way, did not interfere with each other, and there was no ruler in the true sense.

Probably they also have self-knowledge in their hearts, and it is undoubtedly extremely unrealistic to want to monopolize the entire planet by themselves, so they have reached a tacit understanding in a short period of time, maintaining a delicate peace with each other, it is pointless to fight and kill, and it is the right way to defend their own territory and bury their heads to make money.

It's just that this kind of peace, confined to the administrators of the three cities, is not so polite to the inhabitants under their rule.

In Noray, they are the emperors in the true sense of the word, holding the power of life and death of the people of the whole city, whether they are second-class nobles or fourth-class untouchables, they are treated equally, and if there is a situation of non-payment of protection money, they will be beaten at the least, and even their lives will be lost in serious cases.

Yesterday, a scholar with a great reputation in Uma City secretly complained that it was too much for everyone to take all the money from their hard work every month as their own, and as a result, he was approached by the thugs sent out from the government building, and executed him on the street in full view of everyone.

It wasn't until this incident happened that the residents of Uma City suddenly realized that in addition to the food and drinking water processing plants, the control of Skynet in the city has long been controlled by the gang members, and all the restrictions set before have been lifted, and the daily words and deeds of more than 20 million residents can be said to be under the monitoring of the government building.

In this way, the old scholar's remarks reached the ears of the gang members word for word, causing them to be killed.

Early this morning, thousands of angry students heard the news, and could no longer hold back the anger in their hearts, and took to the streets one after another, and began to protest and march, demanding that the rationing system for food and water be changed, even if it was to imitate the tax system of Nolei Star.

The march lasted less than two hours before it was vigorously suppressed by local gangsters, and a large number of thugs dressed in military and police uniforms rushed into the wall with guns and sticks, killing hundreds of people on the spot.

After actually taking control of Uma City, this local gang force launched a search for soldiers and horses, as long as they joined its organization, although there was no monetary reward, but they no longer had to be controlled and distributed by food and water like other people, as soon as the news was released, the city hall was surrounded by a crowd of people, and most of the applicants were even college students from several famous schools.

Under the persecution of reality, these students who have no worries about food and clothing in the ivory tower have also turned into low-level gangsters and have done the work of aiding and abusive.

In the course of today's demonstrations and suppression, there are not a few students who died at the hands of their former classmates and friends.

On the wide streets of the university town, the marble floor was stained red with blood, as if it had just rained red.

The procession, of more than 4,000 people, had long been swept to pieces, leaving only a few dozen young students, looking for possible survivors in the piles of corpses on the ground.

A ten-member military police patrol came from the other side of the street, led by a man who looked to be about twenty years old, with an inch of hair and a fairly handsome face, but the countless splashes of blood left on his face added a hint of hideous taste to his delicate features.

Before the military police team could get closer, the flat-headed man had already begun to shout, "Why don't you go back to school and lie here with them?"

The young students who were looking through the corpses raised their heads one after another when they heard this familiar voice, and their eyes flashed with angry fire.

This inch-headed man, of course they know each other, this guy is called Liu Wenbin, and three months ago, like everyone else, he was an ordinary senior at Uma City National University.

Later, the local gangsters who controlled the city government began to recruit, and Liu Wenbin left school and joined the community organization.

Today, during the suppression of the march, at least a dozen classmates died at his hands.

A small senior with glasses and a thin body, staring at Liu Wenbin with red eyes, said angrily: "You don't even let go of your classmates, are you still human?"

The other student, who looked relatively older with thick eyebrows, quietly tugged at his sleeve and shook his head.

At this time, there is no point in fighting for will.

The thick-eyebrow student looked at Liu Wenbin, lowered his posture as much as possible, and said in a consultative tone: "We just want to confirm whether there are any signs of life here that have not been found, and then take them back to the hospital for treatment, as long as you don't drive us away, we promise not to make trouble again." ”

"Not going to drive you away?"

Liu Wenbin laughed, raised the bloodstained high-pressure baton, pointed at everyone and said, "You idiots who even have to be limited in drinking water and eating, are also worthy of negotiating conditions in front of Lao Tzu?"

The corners of Liu Wenbin's mouth showed a sneer, and the high-voltage electric baton emitted a sizzling blue light, and said coldly: "Give you five seconds, disappear immediately, otherwise you don't have to go, lie here with this group of unlucky ghosts, and wait for the sweeper to collect the corpse!"

Several young students suddenly looked like ashes.

Although everyone was eager to break Liu Wenbin's body into thousands of pieces to avenge the dead classmates, several of them were unarmed, and they had no chance of winning against the heavily armed military and police team, only to be tortured and killed.

"Liu Wenbin, right?"

"Listen up, Lao Tzu will also give you five seconds, get out of here immediately, otherwise wait for the cleaning team to collect the corpse." ”

An arrogant voice came from the east side of the block.

When everyone followed the reputation, they saw a little fat man with a bald head and dough like a rich man, walking over with a cigar in his mouth.

Next to him, there is also a stunning beauty with red lips like fire, cold and sexy.