"Hey, what are you guys running for? I'm right here. Do you guys want to eat? I have a lot here." Ye Lang saw that those refugees were actually ignoring his value, so he immediately displayed his value to everyone.
Ye Lang poured out a pile of food from his spatial ring. Although there were many types of food, they were all delicious. Ye Lang had spent a lot of time collecting them, so they were all top quality goods.
And at this time, these top quality goods could only be referred to as food. In the eyes of the refugees, as long as it could be eaten, it was the same. As long as it could fill their stomachs.
Humans were the same as other living creatures. If they weren't full, then there would only be one goal left — to eat.
After eating, there would be warmth, and then …
"Food, food!"
The refugees roared and pounced forward to snatch Ye Lang's pile of food. At this time, the first person to arrive didn't seem to stop just because he had snatched enough food to fill his stomach. He continued to snatch and stuff it into his own pockets.
This could be said to be a kind of selfishness, a deep-rooted bad habit of humans. But this was also the nature of all living creatures. All living creatures would first store food for themselves. They wouldn't care if others of the same species would starve to death because they couldn't find food.
Unless, it was for the sake of their own descendants.
And at this time, if this continued, it would definitely cause a commotion. It would cause Ye Lang's originally kind heart to give food to others to have bad intentions. His good intentions would turn into bad intentions.
If it was anyone else, they would definitely tell them to take it slow and not rush. Everyone would have a share. But Ye Lang didn't know how to stop them. Or perhaps it could be said that he knew that stopping them wouldn't have any effect.
He only retreated to the side with Little Rui and watched as the refugees fought over the food.
At this time, there was a dark skinny refugee who was watching from the outside. He wanted to squeeze his way in, but he couldn't succeed. After trying a few times, he could only helplessly stop.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and looked around. When he saw Ye Lang, his eyes stopped and he immediately walked towards Ye Lang.
Ye Lang looked at the pair of eyes and felt puzzled for a moment. Although he could see the desire to live in those eyes, it also made him feel that those eyes were very clear, as though they should not appear on a refugee, and even more so on a dark skinny person.
Very quickly, the owner of this pair of clear eyes came to Ye Lang's side. She extended her hand towards Ye Lang, a pair of black and thin little hands. Then, she said in a hoarse voice, "Can you give me something to eat? I haven't eaten for five days …"
At this moment, the others seemed to have forgotten that Ye Lang was the one who gave them food. Not only could they snatch the food, they could also ask Ye Lang, the source of the food.
However, under the temptation of a drop of honey, people seemed to have forgotten about Ye Lang and only saw that drop of honey.
This dark-skinned man, in addition to a pair of clear eyes, seemed to have a clear heart. Although at that time, he was also tempted, at least he was able to quickly discover the crux of the problem.
"Sure, I still have some food left." Ye Lang took out some food and handed it to the person in front of him.
After receiving the food, the person did not eat it immediately. Instead, he carefully tore it apart and slowly ate it. He seemed to understand that eating this way would allow him to absorb more and better use the energy of the food.
Of course, if someone at this time discovered his food and wanted to snatch it from him, he would immediately eat it.
Fortunately, at this time, no one paid attention to Ye Lang's side. They were in two different places fighting for food and eating the food that they had snatched.
"Come, drink some water and tell me, what happened to you guys?" Ye Lang took out a water bottle and handed it to the person. He seemed to be a little interested in knowing what was going on with this disaster.
"We're commoners from Gomera County. Because of the drought in Gomera County in recent years, our wheat fields have not had a good harvest. This year, we've encountered a drought that we haven't seen in a hundred years. We've had no harvest, and that's why this drought happened," the man said in a hoarse voice as he chewed slowly.
"So that's how it is. Then did your officials not take any disaster relief measures?" Ye Lang asked curiously.
"Disaster relief? Hmph, why would they care about our lives? They only know how to eat, drink, and play. They never care about us. "The person gritted his teeth and spoke viciously, as if he wanted to eat someone.
From these words, it seemed that there was another story behind this.
In Gomera County, the refugees had clashed with the lord of Gomera County. They had wanted to snatch food, but they had been suppressed by the lord. The refugees had been freed, but they had also lost their lives.
"Does the emperor of Ella not care about this?" Ye Lang asked with a frown. Did the emperor not care about such a large disaster happening in a county?
If that was the case, then the empire would collapse very quickly.
"Of course they care, but what's the point? Every year, the emperor sends money for disaster relief, but it doesn't reach our hands. It's all eaten by those corrupt officials. "The person still gritted his teeth as he spoke viciously.
Sigh, no matter what era, place, or world it was, these people would not be missing.
If an unpardonably wicked person kills a hundred people, and these people can kill thousands of people; if an unpardonably wicked person has to die once, then these people deserve to die a hundred times more than once.
"Is there still any fucking law?" Ye Lang cursed.
"What use is the law against them? Even if His Majesty finds out, he'll just give them a slight punishment. At worst, he'll just take back their territories. They'll still be nobles, and they can still live happily, "said that person. His voice was still filled with hatred.
Nobles were a very troublesome problem. Not only did the commoners have a headache, but the people in power also had a headache. They wanted to get rid of these nobles, but they also couldn't live without them.
The people in power could only hope that these nobles were decent and knew how to be nobles.
Of course, under normal circumstances, nobles would understand what they should and shouldn't do. This was for their own future and the future of their family. However, there were still some who didn't know what was good for them, and there were quite a few who didn't know what was good for them.
Under normal circumstances, even the people in power could not interfere with what happened in the nobles' territory. Simply put, the nobles' territory was their own, and the lord was the king.
Take the current Gomera County for example. The emperor of the Ella Empire would ask about it and provide help to the county, but he would not interfere with the county's administration as long as there was no trouble.
Of course, if the disaster this time was serious and Gomera County didn't handle it properly, affecting the nearby areas, then there would definitely be a way to deal with it.
However, after the matter was dealt with, how many of these refugees would survive, and how many would die?
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