There was no distinction between the inner and outer walls of the giant wall. The king's city was located in the central area of the giant wall. The territories of the eight lords surrounded the king's city. Each lord managed more than a dozen cities, hundreds of towns and countless villages.
Dean and the others came to a remote village under Peter's lead. The village was close to the wilderness. There were sharp fences outside the village to resist the wolves and beasts that wandered over the wasteland.
There were ordinary residents in the village. The young and strong had gone to the nearby towns and towns to work for the farmers or run small businesses. There were some old people and children left in the village. There was a blacksmith shop, a tavern and a grocery store in the village. The owners of the shops were still sleeping at home during the day. There wasn't much business throughout the year so they could barely get enough food and clothing.
On the muddy gravel path in the middle of the village, there were several roosters pecking at the worms in the mud. The arrival of Dean and the others scared the roosters away. A woman came out of the roadside house with a wooden basin full of dirty clothes. She was going to wash clothes in the nearby river. She stopped when she saw Dean and the others in the village and looked at them nervously.
Peter's figure flashed and appeared in front of the woman. The woman was startled and threw the wooden basin in her hand.
Peter picked up the basin and asked with a kind smile: "Where is the village head?"
It was rare for the village woman to see such a handsome young man. Moreover, he was so close to her, and with one glance, she could tell that he was a big shot with an extraordinary status. Her cheeks were burning hot as she nervously stammered, "Village, Village Chief is in the manor in front. You, you are looking for Village Chief for something?"
"Thank you." Peter smiled as he retracted his figure and respectfully said to Dean: "Elder, please come with me."
He led the way to the end of the gravel path and saw a manor surrounded by wooden fences. It was called a manor but in fact it was a slightly sturdy wooden house. The area of the fences wasn't big. There was a dog and a cage of chickens inside. The dog was tied up but at the moment it sensed the smell of the strangers it immediately went mad and bared its teeth.
Peter glared at it coldly, his murderous aura filling the air. The black dog was stunned and looked at him in fear. It shrank into a corner of the house, not daring to bark again.
At this time, the dog's barking alerted the people in the house. A grey-haired old man with a cane walked out. He was wearing rough linen clothes, and there was an old metal clip in his chest pocket. He seemed to have some temperament. He was startled when he saw Peter standing outside and Dean and others behind him. His old eyes widened a bit. He could see that Dean and others were extraordinary just from their clothes and temperament.
"You are the village chief here?" Peter no longer had the amiable expression he had when he spoke to the village woman. Instead, he revealed a condescending and arrogant expression. "We're from the Red Lotus Corps, and we need to gather some resources. Prepare them immediately."
The village chief's face turned pale when he heard the words' Red Lotus Corps'. His stooped body became even more crooked. His wrinkled face was full of uneasiness. "Sir, may I ask what resources you need? Our land is barren and we don't have anything, I'm afraid …"
"Cut the crap! If you can't get it then prepare to go to jail and die!" Peter interrupted him.
The village chief trembled at his scolding and didn't dare to open his mouth again.
"Prepare thirty sets of clothes. I'll give you half an hour." Peter said arrogantly.
The village chief was startled and hurriedly said: "Sir, we only have coarse clothes here. We don't have any silk or brocade. I can't even get one set!"
Peter's brows furrowed, and after some deliberation, he said, "Then prepare thirty sets of linen clothes. Be quick. If you delay us, you can't afford to pay for it with your old life!"
The village chief was relieved. Although the village was poor, they could still gather thirty sets of linen clothes.
"Sir, please wait for a moment. I'll go find them right away."
The village chief nodded and bowed. He waited for Peter's permission before walking away. The old man felt suffocated as he passed by Dean and the others. It was as if he was walking past a group of ferocious beasts. It seemed that he would be torn apart at any moment.
It didn't take long for the village chief to come back with a strong man. The man's wrists were rough and stained with the smell of iron. He was a blacksmith in the village and had a fiery temper. But at the moment his burly body was shivering and his face was nervous. He was carrying a sack with linen clothes inside.
"The quantity is correct, right?" Peter opened the sack and asked with a frown.
The village chief quickly replied: "Absolutely correct. I counted them myself." He had deliberately sent five more sets in order to prevent the count from being wrong.
Peter estimated that the village chief wouldn't dare to play tricks. He looked at Dean for instructions.
Dean nodded and turned away.
One of the confidants easily picked up the sack on the ground and followed behind the crowd. The group of people left the village.
The village chief and blacksmith sighed as they watched Dean and the others leave. They felt cold sweat dripping down their foreheads. The humble look on the village chief's face disappeared. He looked at the blacksmith and asked: "Is it possible that they are imposters?"
The Blacksmith laughed bitterly. "Old Lu, you know that I used to be a scavenger and have seen many big shots. In my opinion, these people are not only from the Red Lotus Corps, but also possibly from one of the trump card corps! But I don't know why they are collecting materials here. Moreover, they are just tattered linen clothes. "
The village chief was startled: "Don't tell anyone about this. Just pretend that it didn't happen. Do you understand?"
How could the blacksmiths not know the stakes involved? Being associated with such a big shot would not benefit them at all. "Old Lu, you should say this to those women. They saw it and will definitely ask all sorts of questions later."
"I'll warn them."
"I hope this matter will pass and there won't be any follow-up."
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Dean and the others came to the wilderness after leaving the village. They opened the sack and poured out the clothes inside. There were five more than what Peter wanted. Dudian immediately ordered everyone to put on linen clothes. He left behind the hunter tools and the baggage and handed it over to Sergei. He told him to find a remote place in the wilderness to hide and guard it.
"You wait here. We'll pick you up after we settle down." Dean said to Sergei.
"No problem. You go ahead. I'm not good at this kind of thing." Sergei patted his bald head and said to Dean.
Dean took Neuss, Barton and others to follow Peter. They didn't look so conspicuous after changing into linen clothes. But if one observed carefully then they would be able to see the difference at a glance. After all they were people who had been fighting on the edge of life and death for a long time. Their temperament was different from ordinary people. Each of them had straight backs and sharp eyes. They weren't like ordinary villagers who were hunched and had low spirits.
"The plan is to sneak into the major forces and understand the situation. Then we'll listen to the next instructions." Dean told Neuss and others about his thoughts and plans: "Your task is to infiltrate into major forces before there are new instructions. Mix as far as you can. Just like in Silvia."
Mason licked his lips and excitedly said: "Can we attack after we figure out the situation?"
"It depends on the situation. Don't think about starting a war. Maybe there won't be a war this time. We are just passersby. We can stay here safely and have enough resources for us to use. Our purpose is satisfied." Dean said in a serious tone.
Mason was disappointed but soon understood that it was the safest plan.
Peter's eyes lit up when he heard Dean's words. It seemed that Dean didn't have much confidence in invading the giant wall. He didn't have much interest in it either. It would be the safest if he could hold on until Dean and others left quietly.
Barton and other confidants were relieved. Although the previous plan was to nibble away the abyss inside the giant wall and eventually control the giant wall. The plan was feasible but after all the opponents were twenty abyss. Moreover Peter didn't know about the existence of the abyss. It was too dangerous to rely on Dudian alone. It was best to get along with them peacefully.
Neuss had been with Dean for the longest time so he had the deepest understanding of Dean's thoughts. He wasn't happy as he heard Dean's words. Instead his heart sank. He knew that Dean wasn't a pacifist. He thought of Dean's words before he left Silvia. Dean didn't have a heart so he could die at any time. It was obvious that even if Dean attacked the giant wall and concealed the news of this place like Peter said. But sooner or later the Kingdom of God would know about it in two or three years.
All of them would suffer without Dean's protection.
In addition, Dean let them sneak into the forces. This was mostly because he was worried that in case he suddenly died, they could stay in the giant wall and continue to live, there would be a shelter!
Neuss' nose turned sour as he looked at the people around him who had relaxed. He felt bitter in his heart. Perhaps only he knew about Dean's good intentions. This indifferent and cruel boy was more simple and serious than anyone else!
Afterwards, Dean asked Peter to lead them to get a new identity.
Peter hadn't done such a thing before but it didn't hinder his understanding of these things. He immediately brought Dean and the others to a nearby village and found the household registration office. Under the threat of force and financial resources, they quickly purchased three identities.
In fact, in this small village, he was fully capable of purchasing the identities of all the people, but Dean explained that he would only purchase three identities. The rest of the people would go to other villages or cities to purchase their identities. After all, the authority of this village to purchase identities was limited to the nearby villages. If they were to mix with the higher-ups and their background was found out, then it would inevitably attract attention if they appeared in several villages.
Dean used the three identities for himself, Neuss and one of his confidants. All three of them were ordinary residents of different villages so they were exempted from slavery.
Dudian rented a few hotels for Barton and the others to rest. Then he strolled around the town. Although he couldn't see the whole picture, but he had a clearer understanding of the Berga's Wall through the environment of the town. Because there were a few houses in the town that looked grand but unexpectedly there were light bulbs in the houses of the big families!
There was a saying that the industry wouldn't be too bad if there was electricity.
"It seems that the giant wall is basically in line with the empire." Dean couldn't help but smile. This was good news for him. He needed a lot of materials to make experimental instruments.
Dean went back to the hotel and looked at Neuss: "Go to the nearest big city and find a force to rely on as soon as possible. I'll give you one month to mix up and take them to get an identity."
Neuss nodded: "Yes, Young Master."
Peter was stunned: "Elder, what about me? I'll do small things like buying identities. "
"You stay by my side." Dean said.
Peter was dumbfounded and couldn't help but smile in his heart. It seemed that Dean wasn't completely at ease with him. He sighed in his heart but felt that it wasn't necessarily a bad thing. The less he did for Dean, the safer he would be.
"You are in charge of taking care of them." Dean said to Neuss's confidant. She was a woman in black.
Lucy nodded respectfully: "Yes, master."
"Barton, you will stay in the town with her for the time being. Once Neuss gets famous I'll buy you an identity. I'll go to the nearby cities to try my luck." Dudian said to Barton and others.
Barton, Aurora, and the others were a bit reluctant, but they still nodded in agreement.
Dean left the town with Peter after making arrangements for Barton and the others. They rented a carriage and went to a nearby big city. All the money they used along the way was Peter's. He had saved a lot of money over the years as a subordinate of Lord Hong Lian. He had saved a lot of money in the four major banks in Boljia Wall. Taking out a small amount of money was enough to feed hundreds of people.
Peter had entered the city illegally so it was inconvenient to expose his identity. But he had the medal of Red Lotus Legion. He could enter the city directly after showing the medal. Even the entrance fee was waived.
Dean didn't stay in the city. He changed to a hired carriage and went to the next city.
Along the way they passed a small town. Dean asked Peter to buy him a new identity. Two days later, Peter and Dean arrived at the main city of the eight lords. It was the residence of the Phoenix Lord.
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