They numbly prepare for this year according to last year's taxes.

The harvest tax is not fixed, but all fixed taxes are like this, only increasing, not decreasing.

If you can't even make up last year's taxes, let alone this year.

Therefore, making money occupies all their thinking.

Lack of food is a terrible thing.

When the stomach is always screaming, in addition to "hungry" is "want to eat", the brain has lost the most basic "wisdom" as a human being.

Fear overcame their instincts a little and turned "hungry" and "wanting to eat" into "taxes", "hungry" and "wanting to eat".

The inner city and the outer city where the rich live are inherently two worlds, so it is only now that Munch senses that something is wrong in the empty streets.

No fresh blood, no groans of pain and numbness, no abundant supplies, here ...... Nothing.

Munch stood on the street in a daze, only to feel that these empty streets were like a huge and terrible monster that had opened its bloody mouth, and its sharp teeth were aimed at him, about to close and bite him into pieces.

It's scary...... It's scary......

"Ahhh

"Ahhh

"Ahh

His cries echoed through the empty streets, and suddenly, as if remembering something, he stopped, and sprinted toward the shop he knew so well.

Munch, the shop where slaves were sold, was familiar with it, because as a poor man, it was these organs that were most valuable to him.

10 copper coins for a heart, 30 copper coins for a brain, 20 copper coins for a liver, and 5 copper coins for a kidney......

If you take him apart, you can sell it for about 109 copper coins.

But as a slave, he was only worth 30 copper, and as a monk, he was only worth "half a copper coin".

Yes, he worked for two days to earn 1 copper coin.

Munch was always trying to figure out how to sell himself for a higher price, so he was familiar with the street.

That slave shop must be able to find some news!

He was so sure!

Slaves are worthless - 30 copper coins is a lot of money for poor people like them, but for those noble lords and slave owners, let alone 30 copper coins, 30 silver coins are too lazy to pick up when they fall on the ground.

If, if it really is what he thinks, there must be "bargains" in the slave owner's shop warehouse that are disliked and too lazy to take away!

They, they must know something!

Munch ran frantically towards the slave owner's shop, and slammed it hard against the door.

"Bang! Boom-"

The gate was very strong, and the emaciated Munch crashed into it, but unsurprisingly failed to break it, but fell out of it in embarrassment.

"Ah......h

One, two, three......

He hit it again and again, and his body hurt to the point of numbness, so naturally it won't hurt anymore.

"Squeak-" The door was slammed open.

Munch did not dare to hesitate in the slightest, and immediately ran inside.

The pain made his world very numb, but fortunately, he was not taken away by fear, and he was able to run towards his destination more calmly.

He hasn't been here, he doesn't know where the "warehouse" is, he has a sharp nose.

The smelliest place must be the warehouse!

After the slave owners bought the slaves, they did not treat them carefully, they were locked in a room one by one, and they were given some food and water at will, and only when they were bought or dying did the slaves have a chance to come out of the "warehouse".

Of course, good-looking slaves would be treated better, and they would be placed in cages in storefronts, where they would be used as display goods to attract customers.

When Munch slammed the door open and rushed in, he saw that the cage in the storefront was empty, which meant that the valuable and good-looking slaves had been taken away.

But they have so many slaves, and there are always some sick, old, wounded slaves who will be selectively discarded, as long as they are found—

Munch's eyes widened.

He had found the abandoned slaves, but he was not in a better mood at all.

It was not only the sick, wounded, and the old slaves who were discarded, but almost a warehouse of slaves.

They didn't know how long it had been since they had eaten, and they were so hungry that all that was left was a skin, so their eyes looked bigger and bigger.

The light in the warehouse was good, because the slave owners and the administrators found that the low cost of sunlight could make the loss rate of the slaves slightly lower, so several large "windows" were opened in the warehouse.

The "windows" were high and inlaid with sharp iron spikes, so that the slaves did not have a chance to climb out.

But it was also unsheltered, and the cold wind blew in, but fortunately the density in the warehouse was very large, and the slaves were able to get some insignificant warmth in huddles.

But also because of this, the whole warehouse is dirty.

Bloodstains, thick water, excrement, rotting corpses, flies, rats, fleas, cockroaches......

Bad premonitions came towards Munch like a tsunami, and he didn't even know how he got to the door of the warehouse.

"You ......," said Munch, a trembling cry, "can anyone tell me what happened?" Why is there no one here? Where have all the stewards, the transcendents, and the nobles gone? ”

No one answered him, and they had not eaten or drunk for a long time, and they had no strength to speak, or rather, could not make a sound at all.

"Please, please, tell me, tell me, and I'll let you out, okay? Please! ”

Hearing Munch's words, the lifeless eyes finally had a little movement of a living person.

A boy who looked about the size of Munch said, "The beast tide is coming, and they are all running." ”

"Knock-" Munch slumped to the ground, his bad premonitions come true.

What to do?! What to do, what to do, what to do?!

His nimble brain was spinning at a rapid pace, but alas—he couldn't figure out what to do.

This beast tide must have been terrifying, so those noble lords got the news and fled.

Those who could flee fled to safer cities.

This place is no longer safe!

Dead City ......

Munch's body began to tremble as soon as the word came to mind.

No slave spoke to urge him, not even the boy who told him the information, and it seemed that they had already accepted their fate.

It's already so painful to live, to die...... It doesn't seem so scary.

Probably.

Munch was so scared that his body began to cramp, but he was afraid and afraid, and the fear went beyond a certain limit - he was not afraid!

Munch got to his feet little by little, rummaging through the empty shop before finding a bag of wheat husk, a bag of dry weeds, an axe, and a hammer.

He tied the husk and hammer to his body, and then took the axe to cut the lock on the door of the warehouse.

"I'll help you open the doors of all the shops on this street, and you can go in and collect as much supplies as you like, but you can't rob me, understand?" ”

No one answered, they had already resigned themselves to their fate.

But Munch did not accept his fate.

His eldest sister is not married, his younger siblings have not eaten meat yet, he doesn't want to die, he can't die! He has to find a way to take his parents, eldest sister and younger siblings to survive in this beast tide!

In order to survive, he stole an axe, smashed doors, and prepared to steal grain, vegetables, eggs, and even meat!

The axe in the shop was already rusty, probably rusty, so I didn't take it with me, but it was already a very good and advanced tool for Munch.

The emaciated boy was already a very clear hunchback, which was caused by always carrying heavy loads on his shoulders, and it was also a testament to his strength.

"Bang-bang-"

The lock was smashed, and Munch gave the slaves a wary look, then turned and ran.

He's going to grab food and meat.

Just as the slave owners didn't take these worthless slaves with them, Munch was well aware that there would be a lot of "worthless" things in the other storehouses.

There are no people here for the time being, and the slaves are in a bad state, and they can't think of him who has an axe and a hammer.

But don't let up!

He was only one man, and there were so many slaves!

He had to be careful, he had to bring enough food back!

It is not the first time that Munch has encountered a tide of beasts, so in this regard, he shows the precocious and calm side of a poor child.

He first smashed open the butcher's shop, and sure enough, he found some bones, internal organs, and minced meat.

Now that the temperature is relatively low, and the meat that has been left for two or three days has not changed its taste obviously, Munch swallowed his saliva and picked up a large bag of offal and minced meat.

The bag was made of a bag of weeds found in a slave shop, and all the weeds were discarded, and the minced meat and offal were put in.

He wanted to pack it all up, but Munch knew he couldn't.

The smell of internal organs is very strong, and the flesh and blood will attract a lot of demonic beasts, so you can only eat one meal, and you can't leave any bloody smell at home after eating!

But Munch didn't take just one meal, he took about five or six meals.

The smell of blood attracts monsters and can bring calamity, but it can also lead to calamity.

He was going to smear all the house with monster feces, and then find other places to make the internal organs into bait, so that the demonic beasts that were close to their house would be attracted away by these internal organs.

Munch packed the offal and minced meat and ran to the grocery store.

The grain store had much more stock, and Munch saw a lot of potato skins first, and he was ecstatic to find a bag with a large bag—the last thing the grain store lacked was a bag.

Then he found lots and lots of potatoes!

What kind of potato skin do you need? He threw himself right into the potato pile, and if it weren't for the beast tide coming soon, he would have been eager to roll in the potato pile and never get up!

He neatly packed the potatoes with his hands and feet, which were taller than the others, and when he was happy, he found half a bag of wheat flour.