With Prince Dazlet's public speech on the Place of Fire Emblem, news of the Empire's imminent war with the United Kingdom of Anlong spread throughout the territory at a rapid pace.

Countless newspapers with the headline "War of the West" or related to it were printed in factories large and small, and transmitted to the people of the empire through the medium of newsboys.

Complex emotions such as excitement, anticipation, and worry converge into an invisible force called "the atmosphere of the times", which inadvertently fills every corner.

At dinners and parties, the rich frequently discussed the topic of the war in the west, and they kept an eye on the development of the event. Many of them had strong faith in the Empire, and had even begun to sell off real estate and stocks, intending to do business in the territory as soon as the war ended.

Compared with such people who have the courage to take a desperate gamble, the vast majority of politicians and wealthy businessmen have the idea of taking advantage of the opportunity to make money.

All kinds of non-governmental associations, under the series of undercurrents, began to raise donations on a large scale, most of which were stuffed into their own pockets, and the fraction was given to the officials free of charge, in the name of adding strength to the war.

As for the civilians at the bottom, although they don't care much about the so-called Western War, they often can't help but participate in the discussion when there are many people. Even, express some "original" opinions, which often attract ridicule from some gentlemen and ladies.

Within the Trisur Empire, the performance of various classes is different, like a pot of chemicals under the action of a catalyst, which produces a violent reaction.

But in any case, even if such a phenomenon is not unprecedented, it is a major event in the past hundred years except for the red disaster, which has affected the hearts of countless people.

Seven days went by in a flash.

The smell of war has permeated the whole territory.

During this time, the residents of the barren and insect states near the western border could frequently see large motorcades transporting equipment and supplies whizzing by, and the railroad tracks connecting the area were constantly clanging and trembling, and the trains were one after another, gathering countless troops.

Accompanied by the screeching of the whistle, the steam emitted from the locomotive seemed to intertwine with the yellow sand in the sky, converging into an invisible obstacle.

May 18, 4420 solar calendar, in the afternoon.

Chen Lun arrived at the Wasteland Vulture City with his troops.

His first impression of the city was the dry, muggy, windy sand. As for the so-called customs, three words in a nutshell -

Dirty mess!

Riding in a horse-drawn carriage, sweeping the scene along the way, bungalows made of simple stones can be seen everywhere, swarthy locals in white linen shirts roaming the rudimentary streets like walking corpses, scrawny children playing with mud and bugs, staring at confused or frightened eyes, watching more and more strangers intrude into the land.

Chen Lun was not surprised by this, after all, the barren state was on the border, and Vulture City was close to the imperial border, and beyond the city wall in the west, the wheat fields of the Yake Principality could be seen beyond dozens of miles of desert.

The environment is harsh and the material is scarce, and even though the railroad tracks have been laid in recent years and transportation has become more convenient, the local development has still struggled to keep up with areas such as Pale Bang and Am Bang.

In order to get familiar with the environment as soon as possible, Chen Lun only spent a "high price" of 50 silver jue to hire a local guide who spoke Cui Sur fluently.

This is a young girl in her twenties-five named Singh. She has wheat-colored skin, long black hair tied in a ponytail, and always has an optimistic smile on her face, which is impressive.

This is also the reason why Chen Lun fell in love with her at a glance in the "talent market" on the street.

"You've been to Gem State to study?"

Chen Lun sat in the carriage, glanced at the "resume" in his hand, and looked up and asked.

The two pages in her hand recorded some of Singh's personal information, all of which she wrote by hand, and looked rather rudimentary.

"Yes, sir, I have studied for two years at the Hinoha College in Amber City, Jewel Bang, and have seen the prosperous scene of the hinterland......"

Singh sat stiffly on the chair of the carriage, clasped his hands together, and looked up nervously.

Chen Lun raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect such a coincidence.

'I went to the same technical college as Connie, and I don't know if it's a classmate......

Connie didn't come with the others this time, but stayed in the royal city, otherwise the two might have something in common.

Chen Lun looked at the other party's cramped appearance, then turned to Morey and said:

"Pour her a glass of juice."

"Yes, Mr. Jack."

Dressed in a black suit of high-end fabrics and a bowler hat, Morey looked like an upper-class gentleman, but he looked like an ordinary attendant beside Chen Lun.

He bowed his head in reply, then turned around and took out a fine glass bottle from the freezer inside the carriage, poured the golden orange juice into the glass, and handed it to Singh.

The latter was suddenly a little at a loss, and hurriedly refused:

"No...... No, sir, it's too precious, just give me a glass of water. ”

"Don't be so nervous, it's just a glass of juice."

Chen Lun smiled.

He knew that there was a scarcity of supplies in the area, and fresh water was quite expensive, and that a glass of juice like this could only be enjoyed by a very small number of powerful people.

Singh still didn't dare to take the glass, kept his head down and didn't speak.

Chen Lun shook his head and half-jokingly said:

"It seems that Miss Singh is not very happy to serve me."

"No, no, sir."

The woman hurriedly looked up and said.

"Then take the cup, my men's hands are sore."

Chen Lun raised his hand to signal.

Singh looked at his smile, his wheat-colored cheeks flushed involuntarily, and quickly took the glass carefully.

"Thank you."

"It can be seen that you actually have a lot of opportunities to continue to develop in Gem State, but you gave up, why?"

Chen Lun put away the paper and handed it to Floy behind him.

"Sir, it's too backward here, I want to come back and help make this place prosper like those big cities......"

Singh nodded, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"But I'm overestimating my abilities, many local companies don't look down on me, and the knowledge I learned at Hinoha College is difficult to use."

Chen Lun shook his head secretly.

There are countless examples like Singh's in the barren and insect states, not because of a lack of talent, but because of multiple factors such as geography, economic environment and infrastructure.

Colleges and universities in many big cities train students according to the needs of the industrial system, and they are not suitable for backward places.

Therefore, "college students" like Singh can only end up on the streets and do odd jobs.

By this time the carriage had passed through a wide road, and the bungalows on either side had disappeared in favor of large dilapidated warehouses, with their doors almost all open, with carts and stalls in the doorways, and men in turbans and cloaks gathered here.

Chen Lun noticed the change outside the car window and asked curiously:

"What is this place?"

Singh glanced out the window and explained:

"In the gun market, most of the second-hand and even older firearms are available here at a bargain price...... In addition to this, there are various ordnance and bombs. ”

She saw Chen Lun's expression of interest, so she continued to add:

"Behind those warehouses, there are usually private clinics, but most of the doctors are part-time bosses, who are basically not licensed to practice medicine, and they sell addictive stimulants except for some trauma surgeries...... This kind of stuff is very popular in Vulture City. ”

Chen Lun nodded, indicating understanding.

"Is it because of looting?"

"Yes, sir."

Singh was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the other party to know the essential reason.

"Because Vulture City is on the border, even with the presence of the Imperial military, there are still some gangsters from the United Kingdom of Anlong who have come to carry out looting and all kinds of atrocities...... Almost every household here has more than one firearm, even if it is difficult for them to get enough to eat. ”

As she spoke, her face radiating mixed emotions of anger, sadness, and distress.

Chen Lun sighed in his heart.

In fact, he already knew the basic situation of the border through the intelligence file, but this was different from his own investigation.

'This is the festering corner of the Empire...... Vulture City is even more chaotic and backward than the remote areas of Emerald Town, and how can the magnates in the big cities pay attention to such a place. ’

In addition to the rampant use of arms and illegal drugs, human trafficking is also rampant, and many local women and children often disappear for no reason, either being trafficked to neighboring countries or falling into the homes of some powerful people in the mainland, where they become playthings.

The borders of the empire can be said to be an extremely chaotic region, and it is not that the officials cannot manage it, but they do not want to take care of it. So much so that one-third of the opposition transcendents and forces on the Empire's wanted list come from the border areas.

Chen Lun fell silent, looking through the window at the scene along the way.

He noticed that many players and military personnel had arrived at this moment, and they were seen in the streets and alleys and various storefronts.

"What time is it?"

Chen Lun suddenly asked.

Morey, who was on the side, raised his hand, glanced at his watch, and whispered:

"Mr. Jack, it's 1:20 p.m."

"Let's go to the dinner first, and then gather the staff."

Chen Lun nodded.

He then asked Singh about the famous local hotels, and the latter hurriedly reported several place names, as well as their signature dishes and environmental conditions.

"Then go to the Yobani Hotel."

Chen Lun picked one of them and asked Singh to inform Golov, who was driving the carriage, of the exact route.

After a few moments, Singh returned to the carriage and cautiously prompted:

"Sir, the Yobani Grand Hotel is the property of the 'Bloody Hand'."

"I know."

Chen Lun smiled.

Singh looked surprised.

The "Bloody Hand" in her mouth is a local gangster organization that sells arms as its main livelihood, but what she doesn't know is that there is an extraordinary force behind the "Bloody Hand".

Chen Lun was planning to find this "head snake" to find out some deeper information.

Half an hour later.

The carriage drove its way through the rough streets until it reached the entrance of a large four-story hotel with a large sign that read "Jobani" and the walls were painted with pale yellow paint.

Chen Lun got out of the carriage with a silver cane.

Floy and the other team members followed, followed by two horse-drawn carriages, which also stopped one after another, and from above came down Frey, Akbin and other subordinate councillors.

"There are quite a few transcendents in it, the number is about thirty, and there are also some scattered around, about seven or eight people."

Floy held a carved purple-black parasol and walked to Chen Lun's side, blocking the hot light for him, and whispered.

Chen Lun nodded and did not speak.

He actually knew better than Floy that these transcendents were partly players, partly locals, and partly thugs of the "Bloody Hand".

"Miss Singh, you've worked hard all the way, please go in and eat together, I'm in for a treat."

Chen Lun turned his head and said to the guide.

The latter once again showed a flattered expression and refused again and again.

She had tasted the orange juice all the way in the carriage just now, and she was already satisfied, but now she didn't dare to step into the hotel.

Seeing this, Chen Lun was no longer reluctant, and asked Golov to give her an extra five gold pounds as a tip, and called a local carriage to take her away.

Singh got into the car in a thousand thanks, and Chen Lunxuan greeted his subordinates and walked into the hotel gate together.

"Attention of each group, another group of strange outsiders have entered the hotel, and they are all transcendental!"

After the two strong men at the door saw Chen Lun and his party, their expressions changed slightly, and they quickly took out the walkie-talkie and said.

The reason why they reacted so much was naturally because Chen Lun and the others were dressed and temperamentally extraordinary, and they didn't look like ordinary people. And that unfathomable extraordinary coercion, like the instinctive awe of creatures, makes these "security" hairs stand on end.

Shortly thereafter, dozens of gang-strong men in short shirts and turbans entered the hotel and stood on either side of the lobby, as if to prepare for the unexpected that might arise at any moment.

Chen Lun knew all about this, but he ignored it, and led his men to find two large tables in the corners of the hall.

The waiter came over quickly, but Chen Lun handed the menu to Floy and the others, while he looked at the environment in the hotel.

Although it is a "big hotel" in Singh's mouth, it is obviously not comparable with the mainland in terms of layout and decoration, and at best it can only be said to be the level of ordinary hotels in Amber City.

There weren't many guests dining, after all, the people who could come here to consume were some of the upper class in Vulture City. Chen Lun noticed that the guests at the table by the guardrail on the second floor were transcendent players.

Instead of focusing on the food, these players looked left and right, unscrupulously probing, looking curious and excited.

Soon, one of the players at the table set their eyes on Chen Lun's side, and in the next second, as if they had discovered something exciting, they danced excitedly, attracting the attention of the people around them.

"! It's Jack ......"

The voice grew quieter, but Chen Lun obviously knew that the other party recognized him.

"The head of the regiment is an immortal stranger."

Golov whispered.

Chen Lun nodded, indicating that he didn't care.

After the waiter pushed the dining cart over, he motioned for his men to eat first, and then issued a summoning order to the Polaris contour through the "Pale Seal".

"All the warriors from a foreign land who have arrived in the city of the Vulture of the Wasteland, please meet at the 'Yobani Grand Hotel' within an hour."

(End of chapter)