Because there is no need to take care of the speed of the carriage, the heavy RV on the road alone is much faster than when it was followed by a dozen carriages.

So three days later, Liang Yun had already entered the area to which the city of Moder belonged.

Of course, along the way, you will encounter all kinds of wasteland monsters, and you will also be attacked a lot.

But some of these wasteland monsters were solved by Liang Yun directly with the machine gun on the RV, and some were slightly more troublesome, and they were also solved by James and Obama, so Liang Yun didn't use it at all.

It can only be said that the monsters produced by radiation in this world are still a little weak, and they can't compare to the demons in the demon world, the blood clan, and the like, and the species indirectly created by the big demon god Xiaojiao.

The population of Moder is over 300,000, and so are the people in the surrounding area who are responsible for feeding the city.

In addition, the most important basis for the existence of a city is food, and the land around Moder is blessed with less radiation, and the crops can grow here quite well, and the food produced can be regarded as supplying the existence of the entire Moder City.

As heavy trucks drove into the area around Moder, the otherwise desolate land gradually took on color.

It stands to reason that patches of farmland are scattered across the land, and such a scenery should be pleasing to the eye, but Liang Yun couldn't feel better when he looked at the slaves who had taken the place of the original oxen and carried heavy plows on their backs to whip the plough on their masters.

But Liang Yun couldn't get angry at the masters of those slaves.

Because these so-called masters, in fact, are not much better than the condition of slaves, and they are also dressed in tatters. It's the same hard work in the fields. The difference is only that the slave had to pull the plow in front. And the owner only needs to hold the plow in the back.

But don't think that it's easy to hold the plow, at least in the eyes of Liang Yun, a typical modern person who is tired of driving a tractor to plough the land, working with bare feet in the hot sun is definitely not an easy job.

Looking at the tanned faces of these farmers one by one, who were almost as tanned as slaves, Liang Yun really couldn't connect them with the evil slave owners.

And for a farmer, a slave is like a cow, just like a member of the family. It's just that the identity is different! Because buying slaves is not a small expense for farmers, they naturally have to be careful and refuse to exhaust slaves to death easily. Therefore, if a slave is sick or something, the farmer, who is the owner of the slave, will even be in a hurry to get angry, lest he die.

Although he couldn't get angry, Liang Yun, who was still in a bad mood, could only speed up and prepare to pass through this area of farmland quickly.

The peasants who were plowing the fields on both sides of the road saw the heavy trucks passing by, and immediately took all their slaves and knelt on the ground.

Although the farmers around the rich city of Moder. It was impossible that they hadn't seen a car or something, but they still bowed their heads humbly.

This is because in Moder there are not only farmers and slaves. There is also an aristocratic class.

In general, those who can own motor vehicles only have the financial resources of the aristocracy.

According to Moder's rules, the farmer must kneel when he sees the nobleman, otherwise it is disrespectful and can be executed by the nobleman at will.

Only the burghers who owned real estate in the city of Moder did not need to kneel to the nobles at any time.

Therefore, the farmers in the fields on both sides of the road, when they saw Liang Yun driving by, naturally thought that it was a nobleman sitting in the car, so they naturally knelt down in front of the RV.

Eventually, the heavy RV left the farmland and entered a pasture with chickens and ducks.

There is less radiation around Moder, so these animals can survive here in small quantities, and naturally it has become a genuine product that only the nobles of Moder can taste in small quantities.

Because the survival rate is so low, there is a slave around every chicken or duck who is looking after the animals.

It can be said that the number of people in the entire small grassland fenced by railings is even equal to the number of chickens and ducks raised, which is really a strange sight.

In this way, the RV followed the road that was naturally pressed out, passing through one place after another, and finally the city wall of Moder appeared in Liang Yun's sight.

In addition to Liang Yun's heavy RV, there were several vehicles ready to enter the city, and in addition to them, there were a large number of citizens and farmers who drove horse-drawn carriages or simply walked.

Regardless of whether you are driving a carriage or walking, you must queue up in front of the city gate and pay the entrance tax.

But only those who drive do not need to, because on the other side there is an entrance to the city that is exclusive to those who drive.

All you have to do is drive straight into town.

At first, Liang Yun didn't know, and parked the car on the side of the road, worrying about how to drive a heavy RV to the city gate and queue up with the walking drivers.

It wasn't until he saw a few cars entering the city directly through the special entrance that Liang Yun suddenly realized that it was not until it was a special entrance for drivers that he started the RV and drove into the city.

In fact, what Liang Yun didn't know was that this entrance was not for driving, but for nobles, and only nobles could pass through, and they didn't even have to pay taxes.

It may be that the person guarding this nobleman's special entrance thinks that Liang Yun, who drives a heavy RV, is also a nobleman, so he let him, who was not originally a nobleman, get in in a daze.

In fact, it's not that the guards are not undutiful, it's just that the guards can't imagine that anyone dares to pretend to be a nobleman.

The RV drove into the city, and the noisy streets of Moder City immediately jumped into Liang Yun's sight.

Of course, compared to the main streets on the earth, even if it is only a small county town, I am afraid it is much more prosperous than here, but when Liang Yun stayed in the wilderness for a few days in this sparsely populated world, the hustle and bustle here also made Liang Yun have an illusion of returning to civilization for a moment.

But the illusion was only an illusion after all, and immediately the illusion disappeared, because at the door of a shop on the side of the street, a long line of a dozen slaves was tied there, and the onlookers were tiptoeing to pick and choose, and from time to time someone took a fancy to a slave, so he went to the next shop to pay the bill, and then the man would pick out the slave, hand the rope to his master, and let him take it away.

This kind of scene should not exist in the civilized world anyway, so Liang Yun's mood, which was originally slightly better because of entering the city, turned bad again in an instant. (To be continued......)