Middle-earth is a huge, free territory on a dwarf star without a ruler.
The so-called freedom is only relative. In Middle-Continent, there is no unified ruler, and there is no bodyguard dedicated to maintaining social order.
The cities here are all independent kingdoms, led by the most powerful people in a certain group.
A powerful man can control a city for a long time.
And those who are not strong enough may defeat their opponents today and be killed by others tomorrow.
Most of the people living in Middle-Continent fled from other racial realms after committing crimes and took refuge here.
Their ability to survive depends first on luck and second on ability.
Ability is more important than luck.
Maybe he was alive one second and killed the next.
The information Yang Xiao obtained was limited. He only understood the situation on the dwarf star from the limited information given to him by Gu Bo, and part of the information came from Wu Dai's consciousness in his mind.
However, Uday was very cautious and did not open most of the information to Yang Xiao. Yang Xiao could only obtain a very limited amount of information.
The distance of several hundred kilometers only takes about ten minutes for Yang Xiao, who is at the imperial level.
Seeing the outline of a castle in the distance, Yang Xiao flew from mid-air to the ground and walked along a path towards the Castle of the Dead.
There is no unified government agency in Central Continent, so roads will not be built outside the cities.
The path Yang Xiao is taking now is just because there are too many people taking it, and he has made a path in the wilderness where there is no grass.
Before coming to the dwarf star, Yang Xiao prepared some dwarf star clothes.
Tens of thousands of dwarfs were killed on the Witch Star, and it was easy to find a set of clothes that could be worn daily by the dwarfs.
Yang Xiao changed his clothes in the nearby forest and walked straight to the Castle of the Dead.
There were very few people outside the castle.
When Yang Xiao walked into the castle, he saw a group of guards standing at the gate of the castle with weapons drawn out. They were all tall and strong. At first glance, they were no ordinary people.
Yang Xiao walked over without any hesitation.
"Stop, where did you come from and what are you doing?"
The other party was using the language of the dwarfs, but these languages had been completely translated through hundreds of years of information collection by the Witch Star agents, and were successfully implanted into the Wanjie Language System technique.
Yang Xiao had already learned this set of techniques specifically for deciphering the languages of various races when he first entered Ziyuan Star, so the Wu Star people had always been able to communicate directly with the Dwarf Star people.
For Wu Xing people, language does not need to be learned.
This made Yang Xiao very emotional,
In China, on Earth, learning English in an all-round way has cost a lot of money and material resources, and has wasted a lot of students’ youth time.
Yang Xiao dared to assert that if there was no need to learn bad English from elementary school, all students in Huaxia would have more time to have fun and study, and everyone's IQ would be greatly improved.
Damn English, how many people have been killed?
Of course, this situation began to improve later. As China became stronger and stronger, more and more foreigners learned Chinese.
Objectively speaking, Chinese is more than ten times more difficult than English.
Every time he saw foreigners being tortured to death while learning Chinese, Yang Xiao felt happy, as if he had a sense of relief like repaying a debt that had been owed for hundreds of years.
Yang Xiao looked at the fierce-looking guards in front of the castle gate and said calmly:
"I'm from the Wu Heng clan and I'm going to the city to rest for a night."
The Wuheng clan is one of the ten major families on the dwarf star, and everyone on the dwarf star knows it.
The guard glanced at Yang Xiao, stretched out his right hand and spread his palm.
"What?"
"You don't understand any rules? The entrance fee is one hundred wafers."
Wafers are refined from crystal coins obtained from the bodies of dead monsters, and are the only currency in the entire dwarf star.
Regarding the issue of fine round currency, Yang Xiao knew some information.
Gu Bo originally asked Liang Bao to go to Ziyuan Star to find Yang Xiao, and by the way, he gave Yang Xiao a large package, which contained wafers, the currency commonly used by dwarfs.
These wafers were collected by Gu Bo from the piles of dead people on the battlefield, and they were also prepared to prevent Yang Xiao from sneaking into the dwarf star life.
Gubo collected about 50,000 to 60,000 wafers.
Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then took out a hundred small discs as transparent as crystal and the size of fingernails from the space ring, and placed them in the hands of the guard.
The guard chuckled and waved for Yang Xiao to enter the city.
As soon as Yang Xiao entered the Castle of the Dead, five or six young people ran towards him and blocked Yang Xiao's path.
Yang Xiao was startled and asked,
"Everyone, what's the matter?"
The fat man at the head sneered and said:
"Are you stupid? Pay the protection fee, otherwise, do you still expect to survive in this castle of the dead?"
Yang Xiao thought, Nima, it's so dark. I just gave the guard at the door a hundred wafers, and after walking only a few dozen meters, someone shouted for protection money again. Isn't this too dark?
"I just handed over a hundred wafers to the guard at the door!"
The leading fat man smiled and said,
"The money you gave to the gatekeepers is the city's admission fee. Here, it's the protection fee. Do you understand?"
A young man over two meters tall glared at Yang Xiao fiercely and shouted,
"Where did this bastard come from? He doesn't behave at all?"
Yang Xiao thought, he just came to the Castle of the Dead and didn't understand the situation. It would be better to do less than to do more. One hundred wafers soon?
We can afford it!
Yang Xiao smiled helplessly, took out a hundred wafers from the space ring and handed it to the other party.
The other party smiled and gave way.
Yang Xiao drifted past.
Yang Xiao found that there were not many pedestrians on the streets of the Castle of the Dead, and it seemed deserted.
While walking, carefully observe the customs and customs here.
After walking about fifty meters, a man with a bald head and three scars on his face, carrying a long sword on his shoulder, suddenly ducked and stood in front of Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao was suddenly startled, steadied his body and looked at the other party.
"Why did you block my way?"
The bald man with the scar smiled and said,
"Toll, one hundred crystal coins, otherwise, death!"
Yang Xiao was stunned and furious.
Damn it, from the time I entered the castle, I haven't walked out a hundred meters yet, and I encountered three waves of people collecting protection fees in a row. Who the hell has the final say? Who protects whom?
Yang Xiao decided not to pay. If he kept paying like this, all his money would be collected before he even reached the center of the city.
Damn it, from the time I entered the castle, I haven't walked out a hundred meters yet, and I encountered three waves of people collecting protection fees in a row. Who the hell has the final say? Who protects whom?
Yang Xiao decided not to pay. If he kept paying like this, all his money would be collected before he even reached the center of the city.
