Chapter 62

Pushed the door and went out.

What came into view was the dazzling afternoon sun.

Squinting his eyes to look.

The tall city walls of Snowfield City were right in front, extending far to the left and right, and he couldn't see the end.

Some duty personnel were patrolling on the wall, looking like little sesame seeds walking around.

These city walls were built with special materials.

Extremely sturdy.

But most importantly, it was not just a city wall, but a large magic array.

If magical beasts outside wanted to attack the city, they couldn't attack the city wall at all.

On the way approaching the city wall, they would be forcibly teleported and sent to the territories of those powerful lords.

This array was connected to the system.

It would distribute magical beasts of different strengths to the territories of lords of different strengths according to the registered lord's strength.

Even if they encountered a beast tide, with hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of magical beasts attacking the city.

They would also be separated by the array and sent in batches to different lords to be exterminated.

There is strength in numbers.

No matter how many magical beasts invaded, if they could be divided into tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of parts, they could all be dealt with calmly.

As long as the number of lords could always maintain a certain scale.

As long as this array was not destroyed.

Then this Snowfield City could be considered a paradise in this cold northern border.

Wait until night.

One could see the treasure-blue spiritual power fluctuations outside the city wall.

It looked as beautiful as the aurora.

The array outside the wall was very strong.

It was also the guarantee that humans and many other races in this world could survive.

The consumption of the array was also very high.

After all, it had to be kept on 24/7, and it couldn't stop even for a second.

The energy consumed was huge.

So the high taxes of Snowfield City could be understood.

Of course, high taxes were aimed at high-value items or products.

The tax rate for daily necessities and low-priced goods was not high.

For example, Zhao Chi's large bag of old bed sheets and clothes just now only needed to pay 1 copper coin.

It was not yet 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

People in the village were all working.

Some were fighting magical beasts, and some were producing supplies.

Lords were not only combat-type, but also production-type.

After all, some people were born timid, or had no ability to command and manage at all, and barely going to the battlefield was just sending them to death, and would also waste World Stones in vain.

It was better to just engage in production, which could also make a contribution.

If alien forces appeared in the territory, one could invite combat-type lords or hire some martial artists to exterminate them.

The high tax rate of Snowfield City was also levied on these production-type lords.

After all, although they put in labor, they were relatively safe.

And there were villagers to help them produce.

Although the tax rate was high, they could still get a lot of money income, and their lives were all very good.

Besides them.

There were also many people who lost their territory world because of defeat.

The number of these people was not small, after all, the variables of war were very large, and the number of people who could win completely was not many.

It was lucky to be able to leave the battlefield alive.

They had made contributions, and even if they were defeated, they were heroes.

There were also some people who were overthrown by villagers because their actions were too excessive, and they had to leave the territory world.

These people were trash.

There were also people who couldn't enter the territory for other reasons.

No matter the reason, if you want to reopen the territory, you must spend a lot of money to invite professionals to completely clear the traces of the old territory.

Only then could the territory be reopened.

Otherwise, it would cause the territory world to be unstable.

There was a chance of collapse.

After this, one had to spend a lot of money to buy World Stones again.

Only then could it be reopened.

But whether it was clearing traces or buying World Stones, it was difficult for commoners to afford.

These people either became craftsmen, producing supplies in the big world to earn some hard-earned money.

Or they became hired martial artists, participating in battles in various territories to earn commissions.

Or they were artists, instructors, and various service industry personnel.

Although they couldn't become rich and powerful.

But making a living was no problem.

Those with good skills could also live well.

The village where Zhao Chi lived was very remote.

So it was very close to the city wall.

The entire Snowfield County contained 8 counties, and under the county were towns, and under the town were villages.

The Eighth Lord Academy was set up in a nearby town.

It wasn't too far from Zhao Chi's house, with a straight-line distance of about 6 kilometers.

He usually ran there, and could exercise agility by the way.

This time he still ran to the town.

He didn't go to the exchange to buy supplies this time, but went to the grocery store.

The exchange had handling fees.

It wasn't worth tossing back and forth just to buy a large bag of rice.

But this time he bought a lot of things, so he had to save some.

Soon, Zhao Chi finished purchasing.

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