Chapter 130, Personal Desires_4

In Sanchi Town, during hard times, it was common for people to starve to death. Those who survived would divide and consume the dead, in an effort to endure the lean years.

Under such circumstances, if what the officers from the New Alliance were saying was true, as long as you worked, basic food and warmth were guaranteed; then what harm was there in becoming a farmer, a worker, or even a soldier?

For the lower-class plunderers, it was indeed so, but it was different for those present.

No matter how hard the days were, could they ever really become unbearable for their leaders?

After all, they were the rulers. They received offerings; they commanded thousands of plunderers, roaming freely through the wastelands, whistling past, living with satisfaction.

Having joined the New Alliance, those middle and lower-class looters could perhaps conceal their pasts and live peaceful lives.

But what about these leaders?

Could they still dictate and act recklessly?

I'm afraid not.