Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

The bustling atmosphere at Dongmen Square continued until evening.

The last pot of preserved meat porridge was finished, and the last copper coin was taken away.

Lin Mo felt he had accomplished a great task and was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

However, before the sun's warmth had dissipated, the darkness of Tiebiguan revealed its ferocious claws.

An old hunchback tightly clutched a heavy bag of rice and a bag of money in his arms, which were his hopes for the rest of his life.

He walked quickly, his body hunched over, wanting only to get back to his familiar home as soon as possible.

But just as he turned into a familiar alley, several dark figures emerged from the corner of the wall, blocking his way.

"stop!"

The leader was a one-eyed man who held an iron rod in his hand and had a malicious smile on his face.

The old man's heart skipped a beat. He clutched the rice bag and money bag even tighter to his chest, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Gentlemen... I... I have no money..."

The one-eyed man's gaze fell on the money pouch in his arms, his greed blatant.

"No money? Isn't that money you're holding? Give it to me!"

"No! We can't give it to them!"

The old man panicked and retreated repeatedly, protecting his money bag.

"This is the money and food the new city lord gave us to survive! You can't steal it!"

"Survive?"

Another thug sneered, stepped forward, and grabbed the old man by the collar.

"Old man! We've given you the item... but whether you'll live to take it back is up to us brothers!"

"Let go! You damned beasts!"

The old man struggled with all his might, his withered hands gripping the edge of the money bag tightly.

"court death!"

The one-eyed man lost his patience and brought the iron rod in his hand down with a whooshing sound.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

With a painful groan from the old man, the money pouch in his arms fell to the ground, scattering gleaming silver coins all over the floor.

Similar scenes were playing out simultaneously in various corners of Tiebiguan.

A widow who had just received money and food for her child had her house broken into and robbed of everything.

Their money and food were all stolen, and they were pushed to the ground. All they could do was hold their terrified child and cry in despair.

Another young man who had received his pay and rations hadn't even walked two streets.

He was surrounded by more than a dozen men wielding knives and clubs, and the money and food he received were quickly replaced by a brutal beating.

Wu Zhong died, and Wang Jin and Li Gui also died.

But those thugs, hooligans, and gangs who once relied on them are still active in every corner of Iron Wall Pass.

The money and food that Lin Mo distributed during the day not only failed to become their lifeline, but instead became honey that attracted villains.

These hyenas, who could only gnaw on scraps under Wu Zhong's command, now turned their knives on sheep that were even weaker than themselves.

Cries and screams.

A plea for mercy.

One after another.

In the stillness of the night, it weaves together a mournful melody belonging to the Iron Wall Pass.

The faint hope that had just begun to rise during the day was quickly swallowed up by a deeper fear and chaos after nightfall.

……

Inside Wu Zhong's residence, Lin Mo had just finished washing up and was preparing to get a good night's sleep.

As usual, he brought up the system panel.

[Territory]: Iron Wall Pass

[Lord]: Lin Mo

Status: Frequent riots

Population: 98547

[Popularity]: -7 (Continuing to decline... Rumors say "the new city lord's money and provisions are a death sentence; whoever takes them will be doomed.")

[Public Security]: -75 (Order has completely collapsed; arson, murder, and looting are occurring. It is recommended that the lord purchase personal accident insurance.)

Lin Mo: "..."

Holy crap!

Instead of increasing public support, it's declining?

Even more jarring was the security data.

It plummeted from -60 to -75, its color turning a deep, almost purple red, as if mocking his daytime efforts as nothing more than a joke.

The situation was a hundred times more complicated than I had imagined.

This is no longer a simple problem of poverty; the entire order of the city has completely collapsed.

When people's hearts are corrupt, rules are gone.

Just then, a series of hurried and heavy footsteps came from outside the door.

Qin Ruxue, dressed in military uniform with a frosty expression on her face, strode in.

She still carried the chill of the night and a faint, almost imperceptible, smell of blood.

"The city is in chaos."

Qin Ruxue spoke succinctly, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth.

"I just walked around the streets and saw at least a dozen robberies."

"Those people we help during the day become easy prey for thugs and hooligans at night."

"They used your kindness as an excuse to commit violence!"

Qin Ruxue grew angrier as she spoke, her fingers gripping the hilt of her sword tightly at her waist.

"These scumbags! They're utterly depraved!"

Lin Mo waved his hand, seeing Qin Ruxue's furious expression.

"Calm down, calm down. Don't get angry and hurt yourself, otherwise who will warm my bed tonight?"

Qin Ruxue's cheek twitched, but anger clearly outweighed her embarrassment.

"This is not the time for jokes!"

"Give me a thousand Xuanjia Guards! I guarantee that before dawn, not a single cry will be heard at Iron Wall Pass!"

Lin Mo looked at her.

Yes, that fits her persona perfectly.

If a problem can be solved by taking action, then don't waste time saying a word.

"What do you want to do?"

"Court-martial."

Qin Ruxue uttered four words.

Clean and efficient.

"They like being the bad guys, don't they? Then let them taste the consequences of being the bad guys!"

"These scumbags don't need a trial, they just need to be executed!"

Good grief, have they switched to "hunting" mode right away?

Lin Mo looked down at the glaring [Security: -80] on the system panel.

In just a short while, it dropped another 5 points.

There is no order here anymore, only the most primitive law of the jungle.

The money and food he distributed today not only failed to save people, but instead became a death sentence.

Qin Ruxue's method was extreme and violent.

However, it seems to be the only way to stop the bleeding quickly at the moment.

Only by using swift and decisive measures to eliminate all the wolves that dare to show their faces can the remaining sheep graze peacefully.

Are you sure one night is enough?

"enough."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo hesitated for a moment.

Although I always feel it's a bit strange to let regular soldiers do the work of urban management officers, especially the kind that starts off with heavy-handed tactics.

But his good intentions brought misfortune to the people of the city.

This made Lin Mo feel very uncomfortable.

I also dislike those thugs and hooligans.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Lin Mo finally nodded.

Seeing this, Qin Ruxue said no more, and the fighting spirit in her eyes instantly rose.

She strode out of the room and shouted orders at the Xuanjia Army soldiers outside the door.

"Xuanjia Army First Battalion, assemble! Target: All bandits within the city! Execute... mopping-up mission!"

In the darkness of night, the silent Xuanjia soldiers, like molten black iron, silently surged into the chaotic streets of Tiebiguan.