From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 430 The Turmoil Expands
As these disaster victims gradually settled down, the temple priests of Yuanling County became even busier.

With so many people gathered together, it's bound to be a source of instability.

Therefore, after discussion among the deities, it was decided that these people would first be registered by the government and then gradually resettled in nearby villages, with one or two households assigned to each village, in order to avoid large-scale gatherings that could cause unnecessary disturbances.

All disaster victims who are willing to cooperate can receive an extra half-month's worth of food rations. Those who do not agree will remain in the camp and await further arrangements.

As soon as the proposal was put forward, many people agreed on the spot.

They encountered many cold shoulders along the way. While there were certainly some prefectures and counties like Yuanling County that provided both resettlement sites and food, they were extremely rare.

If we could settle down here, it would be a good choice.

However, some people still held onto the idea of ​​returning to their roots, thinking that they could go home when the disaster situation eased, so they did not agree directly and simply continued to stay in the camp.

You Ming also reminded Wu Mo that these disaster victims could stay in the camp, but they absolutely could not leave.

After all, if someone leaves and then spreads the word that Yuanling County is providing disaster relief food and lodging, it will definitely attract a large number of disaster victims, and may even attract those disaster victims who have turned into bandits.

Even if Yuanling County were wealthy, it couldn't support so many people.

Although Youming urgently needs people to provide incense for the temples, one cannot become fat in one bite. If tens of thousands of outsiders rush in at once, it will inevitably have a huge impact on the original social structure of Yuanling County.

……

The scope of this upheaval has exceeded everyone's expectations.

In this land shrouded in disaster, order seems to be slowly crumbling.

This dynasty, which had reached its zenith, suddenly had many problems exposed due to this drought.

It's like a magnificent lion that, after a mistake, is revealed to be all bark and no bite.

Among these many refugees, a group of disaster victims, driven by hunger and despair, finally decided to break free from their constraints and storm into a nearby county town.

To ordinary people, those imposing officials turned into spineless cowards when faced with these starving disaster victims.

More than a century of peace had led to a relaxation of the city's defenses.

The refugees broke through the city gates and flooded into the city like a flood, encountering almost no resistance.

They stormed the government treasury immediately, carrying looted food, weapons, and armor, and wreaked havoc throughout the city.

Although the vast majority still rely on farm tools or sticks, their arrogance grows ever stronger as the slaughter and looting continue.

Driven by bloodshed and hunger, they finally began to prey on ordinary people in the city.

Houses were burned, shops were looted, and women, children, and the elderly fled in tears, turning even areas that had not suffered from drought into chaos.

These refugees not only stormed the city, but also attacked other groups of refugees.

The elderly, women, and children were killed directly, and even turned into food, while some young and strong men were absorbed into their ranks.

Many people joined this group to survive and became one of them.

As the looting and massacres continued, the original refugees gradually grew into a force of three thousand.

"Crack."

Within a dilapidated county town, the entire town was almost deserted, clearly having been massacred, with corpses and traces of looting visible everywhere.

Most of the county government office was burned to the ground, and flames still burn in many places.

After eating and drinking their fill, most of these refugees simply found a place to settle down.

After seeing blood, they completely transformed from docile lambs into bloodthirsty wolves.

Only destruction and slaughter could excite them. Before a campfire, a middle-aged man with an unhealed knife wound on his face stared at the flames with fanaticism in his eyes.

He was wearing a suit of armor that didn't quite fit him, and he held a long sword that he had stolen from the government's armory, making him look like a general returning from the battlefield.

"I felt it..."

"Your Excellency, I feel an unprecedented strength in my body."

The wound on his face looked like a bloody centipede crawling on his face, appearing extremely ferocious as his expression trembled.

The wound seemed to be healing, but it split open again because of his exaggerated expression.

"Not enough, far from enough!"

"With your current forces, the imperial court could easily wipe you out with just a single army dispatched."

Amidst the flames ahead, one could vaguely make out the shadow of a blood-red pangolin.

It appeared and disappeared intermittently, seemingly merging with the flames.

When the imperial army was mentioned, a hint of disdain was clearly visible in the middle-aged man's eyes.

He had previously fought with the people from the county government and thought they would be very difficult to deal with, but he did not expect that they would collapse at the first touch and have no will to resist.

Now, their forces have grown even stronger and are equipped with armor and weapons. They dare to challenge even the imperial court's elite troops.

The powerful energy surging within him gave him a strong sense of self-confidence.

The pangolin in the flames didn't speak, but a smile seemed to appear on its lips before it vanished.

……

"Thorn."

In the darkness, a swift flash of light suddenly appeared.

Not far ahead, the head of a lone wolf with dry fur and one blind eye flew off in an instant.

Blood gushed out, and its carcass, the size of an ox, crashed heavily to the ground.

In the darkness, the figure of the [Black Prison General] slowly emerged, holding a long sword in his hand, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

Just as You Ming had predicted, with the collapse of order, in addition to human chaos, some demons and monsters also began to stir.

For the vast majority of monsters, the development of their intelligence is a very accidental event.

Because they lack cultivation methods and their bloodline concentration is insufficient, they may remain in the first level of cultivation for their entire lives.

But for demons, there is a shortcut to cultivation, and that is... eating people.

During the most glorious era of the demon race, four of the nine supreme beings in the world were demon race Dao Lords. They held the great Dao of the demon race, which made it possible for the demon race to cultivate without any bottlenecks. They only needed to continuously devour others to gain power.

That was also the most chaotic era in the world.

Although those demon lords have fallen from grace, and there are no demons among the Nine Realms now, the method by which demons can improve their strength by devouring intelligent beings is still deeply ingrained in the blood of all demons.

Normally, the Shinto organization is very tight-knit, so these minor demons dare not make any unusual moves.

Taking advantage of the turmoil, quite a few people have started to cause trouble.

Facing these demons, You Ming killed them one by one without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)