I have a city in another world

On the walls of Nuchuan City, the guards dared not relax for a moment, keeping a close watch on the area outside the city, guarding against attacks from monsters and unknown enemies.

Every so often, there were braziers burning fiercely, with a constant crackling sound coming from them—the sound of poisonous insects trying to put out the fire being burned and bursting out.

The ground beneath my feet was sticky, covered with the remains of insects that had been trampled to death.

The soldiers wore thick nets on their heads to protect themselves from attacks by various poisonous insects.

The cuffs and sleeves were all tightly sealed, leaving no opportunity for insects to get in.

Such caution is out of necessity. Once bitten by an insect, not only will the skin become red and swollen, but various symptoms will also occur, and there is even a possibility of losing one's life.

Driven by the enemy, the insects attacked in swarms day and night, causing the defenders endless suffering.

Currently, many soldiers in Nuchuan City are sick and lying in the sheds below the city walls, groaning in pain, but they cannot receive timely and effective treatment.

With food shortages, chaos in the city, and an increasing number of wounded and sick soldiers, the morale of the defenders of Nuchuan City became increasingly low.

If things continue this way, it won't be long before Nuchuan City falls without a fight.

In reality, many people had already secretly left the city. They were not ordinary people, but were driven by powerful families in the city to do some shady things.

Those wealthy and powerful families who originally intended to watch from the sidelines and believed they would not suffer any harm had long since been unable to suppress their panic and secretly chose to cooperate with the enemy outside the city.

The oppression from the city lord's mansion and the covetousness and hatred of the starving people in the city made these wealthy families realize that the danger inside the city was no less than that outside the city.

When the people in the city can no longer survive, they will no longer be restricted by social status and power, and will dare to do anything, including trampling the powerful and wealthy who were once untouchable and could only look up to them, and even wantonly slaughtering them.

Wealthy and powerful families kept martial artists and secretly hoarded various weapons and equipment, giving them an advantage over ordinary people.

However, faced with a starving population that was as numerous as ants and already out of control, it was impossible to hold out for long.

As for the City Lord's Mansion, it is ostensibly the city's administrator and should be selfless, but in reality, it also belongs to a powerful and wealthy family.

When it wants to survive, it must suck the blood of its own kind, eat the flesh of its own kind, and wield a cold, deadly knife against its own kind.

Forcing the delivery of grain and manpower is just the beginning; it won't be long before even more excessive demands emerge.

While the common people of Nuchuan City were struggling to survive and defend themselves, they were unaware that the powerful and wealthy families above them had already secretly colluded with the enemy and obtained certain promises from them.

How many of these private promises will actually be kept remains to be seen.

The powerful and wealthy are betting on both sides, which is also a gamble. If they win, they can save themselves, but if they lose, they will be doomed.

No one cares about the lives of ordinary people; these days it's all just a show.

This is to keep them obedient, to follow orders, and to be willing to sacrifice their lives when needed.

Another day has arrived.

The neighborhood where Tang Zhen lived had long lost its former liveliness and hustle and bustle, and had become deathly silent, occasionally accompanied by groans and cries.

Several corpses lay on the side of the street.

This is a photo taken last night showing robbers who tried to break down the door and steal grain, but were killed by the villagers.

The body was left abandoned on the street, and nobody paid any attention to it.

So-called robbers are nothing more than starving people who can't survive. They wouldn't easily do such things under normal circumstances.

Tang Zhen pushed open the door and stepped out, a stench of decay hitting him—a mixture of accumulated garbage and the smell of rotting corpses.

Not only this street, but the entire city of Nuchuan is like this. With such a chaotic environment, it's no wonder that disease is rampant.

Of course, the main reason was the war, which made it impossible to transport corpses and garbage out of the city. Some enemies even poisoned the well water and threw rotting corpses into it, causing the people great suffering.

Without enough food, and without water, we probably really wouldn't survive.

Tang Zhen stood on the street, where no one was walking. Yet, he could clearly sense that behind those tightly closed doors, there were wary and fearful eyes watching him.

Neighbors who used to greet each other on the street are now extremely cautious, afraid to interact with outsiders for fear of inadvertently bringing disaster upon themselves. Tang Zhen turned and went back home, then came out again, carrying a shovel and a broom.

He first picked up a shovel, went to an open space by the roadside, and silently began to dig.

The neighbors just watched silently, but none of them came out.

Some people had already guessed that Tang Zhen was going to bury the body, but they thought it was none of their business.

As for those thieves, they deserved to die; being beaten to death and left to rot in the streets was their just deserts.

Even if one is forced to commit evil deeds out of desperation due to a lack of survival, it is not a reason for forgiveness.

After all, their actions could harm other innocent people and potentially make it impossible for others to survive.

Little did they know that Tang Zhen's true intention was not simply to bury the corpses and prevent the spread of disease after they decomposed.

Just then, footsteps came from the end of the street, followed by several figures walking towards them.

Tang Zhen turned around and saw that it was Lin Xiaoman and her family.

The Lin Xiaoman family of four looked exhausted, carrying the fear of surviving a disaster.

Upon seeing Tang Zhen, he showed delight and quickly walked forward.

"Sir...our family has come to seek refuge with you."

Before Tang Zhen could ask, Lin Xiaoman spoke up, a look of shame on her face.

“Our neighborhood is too chaotic and dangerous. Many people have died there. Our family are just ordinary people and have no ability to protect ourselves. If we continue to live there, we will inevitably encounter danger and misfortune one day.”

That's why I suggested that my family seek your protection in the hope of getting through this crisis.

With Tang Zhen's help, Lin Xiaoman's past life aptitude gradually awakens, and his words and actions change significantly from the past. He is no longer the timid and poor boy he once was.

At this moment, he spoke his mind without hesitation, hoping to use Tang Zhen's help to ensure the safety of his family.

Tang Zhen nodded, his face showing approval.

“You did a good job. If you had hesitated, I would have said a few words to you. I don’t know how to make changes in a crisis.”

Remember, only by staying alive can you unlock limitless possibilities.

Upon receiving Tang Zhen's approval, Lin Xiaoman's face lit up with joy. She then reached out and took Tang Zhen's tools, wanting to help him dig the pit.

Lin Xiaoman's father and brother also put down what they were holding and tried to come forward to help.

"Sir, are we digging this hole to bury the body?"

Although she already knew the answer, Lin Xiaoman still asked, just in case she did something wrong.

"That's right, but it's not as simple as just burying it. We have to choose the exact location; even a foot off is unacceptable."

Lin Xiaoman nodded, a thoughtful expression on her face.

"And what is the purpose of doing this?"

Driven by curiosity, Lin Xiaoman couldn't help but ask a question, but she was afraid of displeasing Tang Zhen, so she spoke cautiously.

Tang Zhen didn't seem to care, and simply said in a low voice, "What is the city lacking most right now?"

"It's grain!"

Lin Xiaoman answered without hesitation.

"That's right, I'm fertilizing now to get food." (End of Chapter)