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Amu led a group of young people out of the "protected area" of the logistics park.

It turns out that this group of people are the 10% of refugees who do not belong to those villages.

The two groups were formed for completely different reasons and compositions. Although they arrived here together, they did not fully accept each other.

When they first started helping the refugees, Leila and the others hinted that they would provide job opportunities to join the park.

Amu and the others understood that Leila needed time to observe and select, but they did not want to be so passive.

Some people like to travel around by nature, and it is very difficult for them to stay in one place and take root.

So, after Amu found the opportunity, he took advantage of it, took his companions away and proved himself.

Of course, they may also be scammers who take a sum of money and never come back.

But this possibility is not great, because the current conditions are so bad that the mysterious logistics park has become the territory of immortals in their hearts, more powerful than the emperor, and everyone wants to depend on it.

It's just that everyone has a different way.

Some people choose to travel far away, while most people work hard and conservatively.

For the next few days, the refugees packed all kinds of unknown particles, and the total amount was increasing.

This is the most popular high-yield seed that has been selling well since the platform opened a week ago.

Seeing that the number of registered users in the Loran plane quickly expanded to tens of thousands, the marketing team felt that the time was ripe, so they made preparations for the next large-scale group buying event.

However, the employees and refugees who were busy and happy did not know that a small incident had occurred during this period.

Loran plane.

Old Hank was lying on the hard bed, his body covered with hideous wounds and several broken bones.

This was not his adobe house in the village, but the home of his sister Mary far away in Norton.

In just a few days, he fell from heaven to hell and was in critical condition.

The cause was still the "Wanjiepinpinpin" platform.

Whether it is inviting friends to receive red envelopes or offering one-yuan discounts to new users, the temptation to the grassroots people is extremely huge.

Even though there were no mobile phones or the Internet in this world, news still spread among the people at an astonishing speed, from villages to towns and then to some big cities.

For example, in Norton City, old Hank didn't want his sister and her family who married far away to miss this adventure, so he traveled for two days to come and inform them.

Mary's family and the surrounding neighbors gradually accepted the "Wanjie Pinpinpin" platform under the strong recommendation of old Hank.

They gathered around the projection interface, looking at the dazzling array of goods on it, their faces filled with excitement and novelty.

But after all, they are city residents, and their focus is not only on production, but also on other consumer goods.

"Oh my god, the salt is so cheap! Half the price of the market!"

"This dress has a really nice design and it's only thirty copper coins!"

"The gemstone on that necklace is really big. The 'Yiwu' in it looks like a distant and wealthy country. I want to buy it for my daughter as a dowry."

"Thirty kilograms of white flour only cost sixty copper coins! It would be great if I could buy black flour, so I could buy more and stockpile it."

"Don't even think about it. How can such a magical thing be sold out?"

The narrow and crowded slum district was bustling for a while.

Everyone started a group buying campaign, sharing the fifty copper coins, hoping that this online shopping could improve their lives a little.

However, this joy was soon broken.

Because the slums are too narrow, the express delivery delivery point is automatically selected in the square at the entrance and exit of the block.

The noise of everyone gathering around the container attracted the attention of the uninvited guests.

That person was the notorious bully relative of Lord Norton, named Bart, who was parading through the city with a group of servants.

The crowded crowd could not stop the tall and cold iron container. The container shone with metallic luster in the sun, which was out of tune with the dilapidated scene around it.

Bart's eyes immediately revealed curiosity and greed.

He didn't know what it was, maybe some kind of work of art? Or was there some treasure hidden inside?

Just the shiny iron sheet coated with white paint can be melted down to make several pieces of ironware.

It must be worth a lot of money anyway.

"Take that box back to me!" Bart ordered rudely.

The servants immediately stepped forward and started moving the container without further ado.

The residents around dared not say anything and could only watch them snatch away the express deliveries they had bought.

After the bad guys left, some people broke down and cried.

In order to take advantage of the one-yuan purchase, some people spent all their savings in one go, hundreds or thousands of copper coins, thinking that they would make a lot of money by reselling them.

Now, it's all gone to waste.

On Bart's side, more than a dozen servants worked together to move the things, and finally a bullock cart was used. It took a lot of effort to transport the container back to the luxurious mansion.

He couldn't wait to open the box and see what treasure was inside.

However, no matter how hard he pried with a crowbar or hit with a hammer, the container did not budge.

The material of the container is extremely hard and cannot be destroyed at all.

Bart was furious and felt humiliated.

A little minion came up and said cautiously: "Master, could this be a magic treasure chest?"

When Bart heard this, he immediately became excited.

"What do you mean?"

The minion recalled: "I remember that among the group of people surrounding it, several of them were holding a crystal. Perhaps that was the 'key' to open the treasure chest."

Bart's eyes lit up, "That makes sense! What a pity, we should have arrested those people earlier! Now I don't know where they are hiding."

Although he was domineering and overbearing, he could only cause trouble on the street and had no right to break into so many people's homes to search their things.

However, he is not without a solution. In fact, he has used this method many times and it has always worked.

He immediately ran to the city lord and exaggerated the story.

"My Lord City Lord, I found a wizard in the city, bewitching people and summoning a treasure box from the abyss!"

The city lord, who was covered in jewels, immediately became alert, "Are you sure it's a wizard, not a magician?"

"How could the great wizards be with the untouchables?"

The city lord seemed to be thinking about something.

The Loran plane is a low-magic world where the concentration of magic elements is very low. Those who can become magicians must be superior to others.

A noble is not necessarily a magician, but a magician is definitely a noble.

Where there are classes, there will naturally be oppression.

The group that can threaten the status of magicians is a group called "wizards".

Although they don't know magic, they can use plants to make potions to cure diseases and use fire and stone to create gold.

In fact, the word "wizard" was also created by magicians and is specifically used to refer to those people.

As for who is a wizard, they naturally have the final say...

Therefore, the entire upper class will maintain unprecedented unity when facing the issue of wizards.

Bart knew that the city lord would definitely pay attention to this issue, so he continued:

"There is a mysterious crystal that is spreading in the city. They must be preparing to gather together and carry out some kind of ritual..."

The city lord cast a sharp look at him, making Bart shut up immediately.

How much does the wizard weigh? How much does the city lord know?

What ritual... What summons...

A wizard's ability is not in this area at all.

Bart must have discovered some treasure, such as that crystal, which must be some kind of magical item.

But it's a good excuse.

He even tried to maintain his image as a kind and benevolent city lord and scolded Bart:

"Don't talk nonsense. This is all the wizard's fault. We were just bewitched for a moment. Just ask them to hand over the things."

The mayor gave the order: "Pass the order down, confiscate the crystals from all residents' homes. Make sure to find the so-called 'wizard' and his accomplices!"

The atmosphere in Norton City suddenly became tense.

The city lord's order was like a gust of cold wind, quickly sweeping across the slums of Norton City.

The sound of heavy boots came closer and closer, and the rough knocking on the door broke the temporary peace in Mary's house.

"Open the door! City Lord's Guards!"

The door was violently pushed open, and several soldiers in leather armor and holding spears rushed in, with fierce eyes and impatience on their faces.

The small house suddenly became more crowded, and the air was filled with the smell of fear and dust.

The soldiers paid no attention to the owner of the house and began to rummage through the drawers and cabinets like a swarm of locusts. The old furniture was pushed open roughly, making harsh noises.

Old Hank's sister Mary and her family huddled in a corner in fear, and heard the soldiers' orders coming from the neighbor's house:

"Hand over all your crystals!"

Low sobs and children's cries came one after another.

"No! That's the crystal cup left by my grandfather!"

"Ahhh don't pull my earrings! It hurts!"

"Please don't take that hairpin. I borrowed it for my daughter's wedding and I have to return it!"

Mary held her child tightly in her arms, and couldn't help shedding tears as she watched the soldiers dig out the four crystals that she and her husband had carefully hidden.

Old Hank witnessed all this, anger burning in his cloudy eyes.

I don’t feel that bad when someone else’s thing is taken away from me, after all, I just got it not long ago.

But he knew best the magic of this thing.

Those high-yield seeds, magic props that ordinary people can use, food that can’t be eaten in a lifetime, and even... weapons!

"What are you looking at?" The soldier glared at him with dissatisfaction and took a few steps forward to search him.

Soon, even Old Hank's own crystal was taken away.

Old Hank closed his eyes forbearingly and raised his hands to show that he would be obedient.

He was thankful that he didn't take all the crystals with him when he went out, as his wife and two children's crystals were still at home.

It doesn’t matter. After this storm is over, he will help buy whatever my sister’s family needs in the future.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard his sister screaming and his brother-in-law shouting.

Old Hank opened his eyes suddenly. Those damn soldiers were actually pretending to search his sister's body!

Old Hank couldn't take it anymore and rushed at those bastards with his fists raised.

"You old man, you're looking for death!" The soldier was enraged. He drew his sword and slashed at Old Hank without mercy.

Old Hank was already quite old and unarmed, so he was quickly stabbed in the body and fell to the ground unconscious.

In the last second when the world went dark, he heard his sister Mary's heart-wrenching cry:

“Ah! Brother! Brother!”

The soldier who was hacking people was also stunned. To them, bullying men and women was a trivial matter, but it would be terrible if someone died.

His companion cursed: "How stupid! This kind of person is not worthy of using a sword. Let's go."

The soldiers were frustrated by the blood on Old Hank's body. After completing the task of searching for the crystal, they left cursing, leaving the house in a mess and the family in despair.

The neighbors listened to the footsteps gradually fading away, and then they dared to stick their heads out from the windows and door cracks.

Seeing old Hank lying on the ground, everyone's face was full of sympathy and fear, but no one dared to step forward.

In the world, might is right and resistance will only lead to more cruel treatment.

Mary held the dying old Hank in her arms, her vision blurred by tears.

In this world where doctors are considered wizards, decent herbal medicine is monopolized by noble lords, and ordinary people cannot get treatment when they are sick.

Old Hank was so badly injured that he was almost sentenced to death.

She thought of the magical products on "Wanjie Pinpinpin" and vaguely remembered that there was a special medicine that could bring the dead back to life.

But now, even the credentials to enter the platform have been taken away, what should she do...

The family fell into deathly silence.

Mary sobbed softly as she and her husband moved old Hank to the bed and cleaned his wounds.

Mary's mother-in-law stood at the bedroom door, looking at the seriously injured old Hank, and quietly wiped away her tears.

She hobbled into the crude kitchen and pulled a brick out from under the stove, revealing a hole in the ground.

He then fished out an old, dusty clay pot that had not been used for a long time, as well as a few packets of dried herbs.

She was about to rinse the clay pot, but as soon as she picked it up, she heard a crisp "clang clang" sound coming from inside.

She lifted the lid of the pot with confusion, reached in to feel around, and what she took out stunned her for a moment.

Those were a few crystals sparkling with faint light!

The old woman's cloudy eyes suddenly widened, and with trembling hands, she carefully identified the name on it -

That’s right, it’s her family and old Hank’s crystal!

"Water...Crystal! She's back!" she screamed, her voice distorted with excitement.

Mary and her husband rushed into the kitchen when they heard the noise. When they saw the crystal in the old woman's hand, they were all stunned and looked incredulous on their faces.

The recovered crystal brought great surprise, but it was also followed by a deeper sense of powerlessness.

Mary’s husband said distressedly: “Even if we can buy the drugs on the platform, we can’t get them.”

Mary's face flashed with determination, and she said, "Not necessarily! If we only buy one bottle of medicine, maybe it will be delivered directly to us?"

Only then did Mary's husband realize that he had fallen into a misconception.

Everyone joins the group just to save on postage. As long as they are willing to spend 50 copper coins on postage, the situation may be different from before?

However, they had just spent a lot of money on buying things, and the soldiers had taken away a lot of their savings...

Mary and her husband looked at each other and then went their separate ways in tacit understanding.

One hurried back to the room to count how much money was left in the house, while another closed the doors and windows to prevent the soldiers from coming back.

Mary's mother-in-law took advantage of the fact that her son and daughter-in-law didn't realize what she was about to do, and quietly squatted back in the corner and hid the clay pot and herbs back.

At this moment, a neighbor's urgent cry came from outside the door:

"Mary! Come out and see! The big iron box...it came back by itself!"