The current location of the group was the Upper Hive... not because the nobles had a change of heart and improved the living conditions for the slaves, but simply because the Underhive had been destroyed by the war, so some relatively valuable properties had been temporarily transferred up here.
Civilians? Of course, civilians were not among the so-called valuable items. For most nobles, those were just consumables that would rise to an uncountable level again after a period of time.
After the others left the cabin and preliminarily checked the surrounding environment, Zhang Ge also got off the plane.
As soon as he walked out of the cabin door, what was placed in front of him was a tall Ceramite Wall. However, although the wall should have been more than ten meters high, the buildings surrounded behind it far exceeded its coverage, allowing him to directly see its structural features... if nothing unexpected happened, it should have originally been a residential area?
Zhang Ge was not left in his thoughts for long. The huge metal double doors embedded in the wall were actively opened by the garrison stationed inside.
An official wearing a simple robe ran out with a group of guards, but on the one hand, his physical strength was too poor, and on the other hand, he didn't estimate the distance well. It was obvious that he wanted to maintain his demeanor, but in reality, when he ran in front of Zhang Ge, he was already panting uncontrollably.
Of course, even so, he still asked with a flattering smile while sweating:
"Lord, Lord... it is a great honor for you to visit this place. I wonder what I can do for you?"
Looking at the other party's appearance, Zhang Ge didn't answer immediately, but waited for the other party to catch his breath before pointing to a female slave next to him and said:
"Do you recognize her?"
"This... this..."
Hearing this question, the other party didn't dare to actually move his gaze away. He squeezed out a few words with difficulty, and then continued:
"The Lord's close attendant, I am not someone who can afford to know the word 'recognize'."
After this sentence, Zhang Ge realized that something was wrong and asked doubtfully:
"You're not from House Agamemnus?"
As soon as the other party heard those words, he was as if he had been suddenly hit by a bullet. An expression of horror floated on his face. He quickly waved his hands while stammering in response:
"Ah! Of course, it can't be. Lord, that group of shameless rebellious people were all taken away not long ago. I, including these guards, have just taken over here not long ago. We are from..."
Realizing that the other party was about to start chanting, Zhang Ge interrupted:
"Take us inside."
"Of course, carry out your will."
He didn't raise any objection to being interrupted. After Zhang Ge signaled the female slaves to lead the way, he walked obediently to an inconspicuous position to follow.
Soon, the team entered behind the wall.
There were more guards here than imagined. Roughly scanning left and right, there should be no less than a thousand people visible on this side alone. Although the armaments were only Flak Armor and Autoguns, it was also a considerable force.
Logically speaking, at this critical juncture, a not-so-important facility shouldn't have so many troops... the Imperial Fists should have taken out a lot of things from the nobles after implementing military control.
Not caring too much about these, Zhang Ge quickly entered the building complex through the main entrance.
Inside, as soon as he entered the door, the turbid air with a strange smell began to penetrate his nostrils. Logically speaking, the air quality of the Upper Hive building shouldn't be so bad, but obviously this place didn't belong to the normal category.
It could be seen that, in addition to the key load-bearing wall pillars, most of the partition walls had been demolished. Even the originally independent buildings were roughly connected together, ultimately forming the current hall.
In the hall, people were piled together, hundreds of people in a block, with small passages between each block that could allow two people to walk side by side.
They had no privacy from each other. The "personal" space was only a sleeping place that could barely accommodate one person.
However, since these locations were divided together without any gaps, in fact, once someone got up and left, the people around them wouldn't mind cleaning up the accumulated excrement and the like. If it was a family, it would be fine to leave someone behind to guard it, but if it was alone, then it was hard to say whether it was a private space or a prison without partitions.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Ge asked:
"Is your Clan here?"
The female slave shook her head and replied:
"Lord, these are the original residents of the surrounding area. Our Clan is on the twentieth floor and above."
"The original residents?"
Logically speaking, shouldn't those who can enter the Upper Hive be middle-class people? Although a war broke out, it shouldn't have become like this.
Zhang Ge threw this question to the official.
After receiving it, the other party hesitated for a long time, but still didn't lie and answered honestly:
"Because the flames of war spread to the inside of the sector, the housing prices in the Upper Hive of each hive city rose very quickly. Compared to the Underhive, it's much safer here, so, so,"
"So?"
"Um, so, in this situation, some lords transferred the families who had lost their support due to the war away from their original residences in order to free up enough rooms to sell to those in the Underhive who were able to pay. Some were clans of thousands of people who jointly bought a room, and some were people who had made a fortune..."
Although the other party tried to use the second half to cover up the first half, the effect of this cover-up was obviously not great.
"Lost their support due to the war," to put it more directly, it was junior officers, low-ranking officers, and the like, and perhaps conscripted people and affected parts. These families were thrown into this kind of place by the nobles because the people who could handle things had died in battle.
If you look closely, you can indeed find that women and children make up the majority of those people.
"Even if we don't talk about other things, if the environment is so bad, what if it leads to a plague?... Why don't you answer my question?"
Zhang Ge watched the official, who was willing to speak just now, but now his lips were white and he didn't dare to answer, and even his body was trembling slightly.
It was a female slave who knew the situation who took the initiative to answer Zhang Ge:
"I have seen people from the Corpse Guild come more than once. Presumably those unfortunate people should have been..."
If the previous part could be classified as greed, this kind of behavior could be called anti-humanity. Even by the lowest acceptance standards, it had crossed the bottom line.
The Corpse Guild, to put it simply, is a group of merchants who turn dead people into Corpse Starch to provide food for the living. The consequences of those unfortunate people being taken away by them need not be said - if it was only like this, it could perhaps be regarded as the recycling and utilization of resources.
But the problem is that the source of these corpses is persecuted military families.
Let the soldiers on the front line unknowingly eat the corpses of their persecuted and dead family members? Just for the reason of earning a little more Throne Gelt?
Zhang Ge didn't show more expression on his face, but his palm unconsciously rested on the hilt of his sword and rubbed it slightly.
It seems that there is one more thing that needs to be dealt with.
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