Terra Martial God and Merit System

"Well... the Fourth Army came to us to ask for our men. They said that all the soldiers guarding the sentry tower were dead. They insisted that it was our fault..."

"These *Ursus swear words* have the nerve to mention this?" Viscount Igor's eyes widened. "How do I know who killed them?"

"Damn you bastards, three of my potted flowers froze to death because of these stupid guys!"

After a burst of anger, Viscount Igor lowered his eyebrows slightly and asked, "How much?"

"One thousand per person," Sergei whispered.

"Talk to them again. This is not our fault. Talk as low as you can."

A smile appeared on Sergei's lips. He liked this kind of vague statement the most. Isn't this a loophole for him to find?

"I won't offer more than five hundred per person." Viscount Igor sneered, breaking his fantasy.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Sergei nodded timidly.

"By the way.... Your Excellency, I have an idea." Sergei took out a newspaper from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Viscount Igor took it and looked at it.

The front page was a photo of a man holding a girl standing on the ruins, surrounded by smoke and snow.

Countless people were around him, surrounding him.

The other party is like a hero returning from the battlefield...

The bold title of [Hero of Ursus] is written at the top.

"Boring." Viscount Igor snorted coldly. To him, newspapers were something to deceive the inferiors and he never bothered to read them.

"That... Viscount. This incident happened in our city." Sergei reminded in a low voice.

"Oh?" Viscount Igor became interested and read the article again. He found that the name 'Kamsk' was indeed mentioned.

Although the whole article focused on praising the rescuer's "bravery and fearlessness", Viscount Igor felt a strange "evil" feeling from it.

Yes, this article did not mention what Camsco officials did.

But the less he mentioned it, the more Viscount Igor felt that the other party was sarcastically criticizing him for not doing anything. Because he really didn't do anything.

I have something to hide and I blame myself for everything I see.

Viscount Igor snorted coldly, "Find a time to shut down this newspaper."

"Yes, Lord Viscount." Sergei nodded and hesitated for a moment before speaking, "According to what this newspaper said, I think we can add a place to sell winter clothing to the slums."

"Oh?" Viscount Igor looked up, "Tell me in detail."

"Look, Lord Viscount. Ordinary people buy cold-weather gear now because they are afraid, but in fact it doesn't matter if they don't buy it."

"But for the poor people in the slums, they will die without these things. So they will definitely try every possible way to buy them."

“Although they may not have money... they have people.”

"The Fourth Army has a line connected to the northern tundra. We can hand the people over directly to them, which will save us from paying compensation..."

Viscount Igor narrowed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the table. Then he smiled slightly - "Yes, this is a good plan."

"The Viscount taught me well."

"In that case, I'll leave this matter to you." Viscount Igor snorted, "Be careful, understand?"

"Please rest assured, Lord Viscount..."

Sergey was ecstatic. There was a lot of money involved in this matter...

Chapter 20 Contagious Madness

"You mean we're short of cold weather supplies?"

"It's not lacking, it's 'very scarce'."

Luo Chen had only been immersed in martial arts for a few days when he was dragged to a meeting.

As the apparent leader of the victims, he seems a little absent-minded now.

"We have fully organized the victims. We have cleared a lot of rubble and cleared an area."

“It is also divided by gender for easier management…”

"Supplies are being forcibly divided, so no one is starving to death. But the living environment is worrying."

"We have too few things to resist the cold... We consume a lot of fuel every day. Just searching the ruins is not enough to meet the demand. Not to mention that there are other disaster victims pouring in here..."

"The number of frostbite cases has been rising..."

There were nine people in the meeting: Luo Chen, Hellagur, Surtur, and the six people he had "upgraded".

Now these six people are constantly coming up with various suggestions and ideas.

And Luo Chen...

He felt like his head was going to explode.

He had little management experience in his previous life, so he could talk big, but when it came to the specific details, he got stuck.

"Uh...can I find someone to buy some for me?" Luo Chen asked.

"The patrol team that blocks the slums actually has very lax management. They even have a special smuggling route. But..." As soon as Luo Chen asked, someone spoke up immediately.

"Currently, the prices of cold-weather products are rising. If we buy them and then smuggle them in... it will cost an astronomical amount of money. We may not be able to bring in even a single blanket."

He told the truth.

At present, their small organization can be called a "self-help organization for disaster victims". There is nothing else except the "idea of ​​survival".

The funds are even more empty.

There are all kinds of daily necessities in the underground shelter, but there is no money.

But to be honest, even if he had money, Luo Chen might not spend money to buy it.

Faced with the capitalists who hoarded goods from strange houses, Luo Chen had only one choice - to take the picture first.

"Do you have any other suggestions?" Luo Chen asked.

He would save the disaster victims no matter what. If there was really no other way, he would raid the homes of those merchants.

"I have an idea," Afk said. "It won't solve the problem directly. But it can temporarily calm the victims."

He took out a newspaper and put it on the table. "We'll find someone to read this article among the victims."

Luo Chen took a look and was surprised at first: "I'm in the newspaper?" After seeing it clearly, the corner of his mouth curled up - "The photo didn't show how handsome I am."

"But the article is well written." Luo Chen picked it up and quickly scanned it.

According to what is said in the article, Luo Chen is simply the moral benchmark of Ursus, the savior of the victims, and the first Madonna in the history of Terra.

Looking at the flattery above, Luo Chen was quite satisfied.

"Ahem." Herag coughed a few times, interrupting Luo Chen's self-satisfaction, and then spoke:

"This method is fine. Establishing a 'spiritual belief' should be able to quickly stabilize the emotions of the victims..."

As he was talking, he suddenly felt a little lost.

The Ursus people's proper 'spiritual belief' should be the 'Emperor of Ursus'.

only.....

"Emperor Ursus doesn't care about the lives of these people at all..."

"Okay, let's do it." Luo Chen agreed with Afk's statement.

These were the words of the person recruited with five hundred merits, and Luo Chen chose to believe him.

"Is there any other method?"

Everyone looked at each other and fell silent.

The current situation is very serious, but they really have no way to obtain winter clothing.

"Well, it seems I have to do it myself." Luo Chen nodded slightly. He silently said in his heart -

"System, find me the nearby..."

Before he could finish his thought, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

An infected person with a cloth covering his head stumbled in, approached Hellagur and started talking.

Herag's expression was one of disbelief at first, and then it turned into outrageous anger - "How dare they!"

"What's wrong?" Luo Chen asked.

"Those guys opened a mobile store selling winter clothing into the slums," Herag said.

"Really? How much is one?" someone asked immediately. Even the tone was a little happy. "They finally have some humanity."

"No charge." Herag's tone was cold.

"A young man can change four sets of bedding, and a healthy girl can change a blanket. As for the infected..."

"One can be exchanged for one kilogram of coal."

"......" The conference room fell into a strange silence.

Luo Chen saw that an expression called "despair" appeared on everyone's face.

They whispered to each other, their eyes full of disbelief.

"It's over, it's all over... This world has gone crazy."

"You just realized it? Isn't our era a hopeless and chaotic time?"

"Hahaha... Ursus is such a great country!"

"Damn Viscount, I *Ursus swear*!"

"Shut up." Luo Chen slammed the table hard, his eyes sweeping over everyone attending the meeting.

Luo Chen, who had just emerged from the [meditation method], had extraordinary mental strength. His sharp eyes frightened many people.

There was no need to urge them any further, and the scene suddenly fell into calm.

"You all disappoint me so much." Luo Chen took a deep breath, and said in a tone that was quite sad and angry at his lack of resistance.

"Do you think we are going to die now?"

"......" It was quiet and no one spoke.

But silence is also an answer.

Yes, now what else can they do?

The greedy nobles blocked their way to survival, even though they had tried very hard to survive.

"You really have no fighting spirit." Luo Chen shook his head, "Let me tell you what to do..."

"We went and robbed them of their merchandise - that was the only way to survive."

"..."

Still no one spoke.

Herag sighed and wanted to break the situation, but someone asked in a low voice:

“Isn’t this a rebellion?”

"You're almost dead and you're still thinking about rebelling?" Luo Chen was almost laughing out of anger. The man who was speaking had spent a hundred merits to find him. Although his heart was not very pure, Luo Chen still dragged him in. He didn't expect him to be so unbearable.

"But no matter what you think, I'm going to grab those goods."

Luo Chen's voice gradually turned cold, "If I see anyone who dares to sell out his family to survive... I will kill him first."

"None of the disaster victims here can die. They must survive. That's what I say!"

"Sarter, let's go."

Luo Chen strode out.

"He...he really went?" someone said in disbelief, "He will go to the gallows."

"He's right." Afk suddenly said, "No... He has never done anything wrong."