"So, I can only try my luck now?" Light String felt a little headache. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Well, I'm sorry for my lord, this problem can only be solved by yourself." The boss shook his head and said there was nothing he could do.

"Tsk, forget it, that's it, right?" Shaking his head, Light String took out a few gold coins from his purse and threw them on the counter.

"Slow down, adults." Watching the light string walk out of the door, the boss wiped a cold sweat, and then looked at the ground with broken flesh and broken bones.

"Don't hide, the people are gone!"

…………

Once he had found the casino, he rushed there, and when he reached an area, he realized that something was wrong.

There are many people resembling the Order, dressed in heavy religious robes, who roam the streets.

Because they seem to be saving people?

No, is it carrying a corpse?

There are many dead bodies lying on stretchers on the streets here, and a faint smell of corpses fills the air.

The cold corpses, the gray tones, and the strange black-robed people all gave this crossroads an extremely depressing feeling.

These people seem to have died of some kind of disease, and there are some festering wounds on the surface, which makes people feel a little sick to their stomachs.

The black-robed men tirelessly carried the deceased away from the area on stretchers.

Crossroads?

Qingxian understood, it turned out that these black-robed people were here to clean up the corpses.

Plague disease in the slums?

In the slums of Noxus, plague and disease are always indispensable, often accompanied by poverty and squalour.

Many people die every day in the slums due to the plague, and the noxian elite have no time to care for these lowly poor people, who would have been burned down if they had not been citizens of noxus.

And the slums are not so easy to muster.

These hungry children were all skinny and most likely infected with a small amount of plague.

If they were to die in the barracks for training, they would waste all that food, human and financial resources, and death would be nothing.

What's worse would be that they spread the hidden plague into the barracks, which would be a big blow to the Noxian army.

Because the top government of Noxus will definitely not easily recruit soldiers in the slums, at least there are enough soldiers now.

In their eyes, every soldier should have a strong physique and good health, not those skinny monkeys who spend their days picking up garbage and living in the slums.

Even if they didn't care, the enemy nations would laugh at their generals for being in the company of a bunch of slum-born soldiers.

Of course, this is not to say that there will not be people in the slums who go to the army.

Sometimes Noxus would periodically search the slums for children with a flair for war or a strategic mind.

Once these children are selected and can show enough talent to meet their expectations in their usual performance, then these children will have a brilliant future.

Light String watched the various death shows at the intersection for a while, then strode in the direction of the casino.

Suddenly, he stopped in the middle of walking.

A feeling of uneasiness in people's hearts makes people panic.

It was as if something terrible was staring at him, and that strange and inexplicable feeling pointed directly at his soul.

He looked left and right, all of them were dead people and black-robed people, not a few black-robed people carrying stretchers past him, stepping on dirty stagnant water and splashing a little on his feet.

He took a step back with a slight frown, but instead he hit the stretcher behind him, and he heard the sound of someone falling behind him.

Looking back, two black-robed men and a dead body were knocked down by him, he said sorry and just wanted to help him.

But when he saw the filthy recklessness of the corpse, and then looked at the blood stains on the black robes of the two people, he stopped his movements with some disgust.

The two black-robed men were visibly angry, their faces under their black cloaks suddenly changing at the sight of the light strings' faces, and then they hurriedly picked up the corpses and left.

Lightstrings was a little overwhelmed as to why they left.

What does that frightened look mean?

Whatever, almost all of the people in these sects are crazy anyway.

A bunch of guys who have been brainwashed by legends and lies, and if this is the case with the Equilibrium Sect, what will happen to this Order.

Thinking about it, even if it is good, it will definitely not be much better.

Light String does not deny his own prejudices against various religions.

"Why didn't you die?" Suddenly, there was a chatter behind him.

Light String turned around to find a black-robed man muttering a series of unintelligible sentences in front of him.

"A man should die at dusk and return to their embrace, but at dawn he defects from their favor."

"What the hell is this doing? It's shameful to be incomprehensible, it's shameful to run away, so why not confront them head-on? ”

It's like praying, but it's inexplicable.

How can anyone babble behind someone's back?

"What are you doing, what are you talking about?" The light string glanced backwards and then stepped back.

Unexpectedly, his slight anger and disgust did not make him retreat, but the black-robed man seemed to take a step forward and paste it.

"The deadline has come, but you continue to do so. How shameful it is, you know what. ”

"You woke up from the last long sleep, what is your reason for doing this?"

"Can you explain that?"

His expression was full of doubts and reprimands, and he looked at him angrily and said, "Is there something sick in your brain, what inexplicable bullshit are you talking about, leave my side now!"

“………… Are you questioning Qianjue's authority, why are you questioning the Grim Reaper? The black-robed man raised his face so that Light String could see a miserable white face that had not seen the sun for a long time.

"Qianjue?" Light String was slightly stunned.

"It's really ignorant." The black-robed man looked at the light string in surprise and said, then turned his head and left, his mouth kept muttering: "It's really ignorant, it's really ignorant, it's really stupid, it's really stupid......"

"You should be the ignorant and stupid person......" Light String glanced at the back and realized that all the eyes of the black-robed people were watching him.

Every gaze was one of surprise, then fear.

But these people's gaze was tingling their scalps when they saw the light strings.

"I'm so unlucky to be here!" String cursed in a low voice, then quickened his pace and left the crossroads.

(To be continued.) )