At the Greater Manchester District Special Affairs Branch, Alison picked up the Book of Shadows with an expressionless face. After hesitating for a while, she finally contacted Miriam.

"Miriam, it's me." Alison asked looking at the glowing Book of Shadows, "The Demon Country has a large population and is there enough food?"

"Please don't worry, sir."

Miriam was very excited there, after all, Alison would not contact them if she was fine.

"Although it's not spring yet, many people are gnawing on grass roots, but we promise not to let anyone starve to death. McKenna has united 30,000 believers to dig mountains to find edible rats."

"The high priest of the Moon Goddess will occasionally capture criminal Lords of Warcraft to supplement our income. As you know, the meat of Warcraft is rich in energy. With the blessing of the Holy Godfather and the Wisdom Woman, just one bite can last for three days.

, so sir, please don’t worry about us.”

Alison listened to Miriam's report silently. It wasn't until she finished speaking that she said, "I understand," and then turned off her spirituality.

The landlord's family also has no surplus food. Even if the Demon Kingdom no longer lags behind after Alison and the others pass, development still requires a process.

Alison banged her hand on the table, "The Demon Kingdom won't work, what about the Thorn Flower Kingdom?"

Alison shook her head as soon as she had this idea. Every winter in Salimburg and her own town would be considered a good harvest if people didn't starve to death, and the pockets of those thousands of people simply couldn't hold enough food to feed tens of thousands of people.

"Sir." Just when Alison was feeling worried, David came back from outside. He held an empty pocket in his hand and sat on the chair opposite Alison with a blank look on his face.

"The grain store is closed?" Alison asked, looking at his empty pockets.

"The bakeries are all closed." David shook his head, "You can't buy food now even if you have money. I just came back and saw a pub that wanted a waiter. As soon as I walked over, they pushed it out to me and said they wanted a girl.

"

"Where's the wine?" Alison asked. She had asked to contact the winery.

"The winery was also closed and was guarded by city defense troops," David said. "Two hundred people went hungry and went crazy at the door, and they were all arrested by the security bureau."

"Is there an announcement from the Empire?" Alison asked.

"Yes, please don't panic, citizens. Tomorrow the imperial capital will appoint 300 merchant guilds to open bakeries to ensure that everyone has something to eat."

David said worriedly, "But I guess that bread will be expensive."

Alison nodded slightly, even if the price was affordable, many people could not afford it, and those people did not have pensions.

And she did have gold coins in her hand, but those few gold coins were too few for believers. Although there were only a few thousand believers, but each person had a family and a family, that would be tens of thousands.

Maybe he should go back to the town of Legmi, get back the endless beer, and use the singer to save himself.

The more Alison thought about it, the more she thought it was feasible. Rumor has it that there was a monarch in Europe who drank only beer to survive when he was old. Although he exploded when he was cremated, there is no denying that the beer can really survive.

The average household faucet can put 1.3 tons of water in an hour, which is 30 tons of water in a day. Your own beer bottle has almost the same amount.

30 tons is equal to 30,000 kilograms. There are 5,000 known believers, and each person’s family has 6 kilograms, which is completely viable.

"My lord? My lord?"

David on the side saw that Alison was silent and thought that she was dissatisfied with his ability to do things, so he became jealous and said, "Sir, don't worry about the food problem. If it doesn't work, I can also break into the noble villa at night and steal it."

"What are you talking about? We are members of the special task force, and if we want to take the stolen goods, we will be confiscated." Alison waved her hands after hearing this, and then ordered, "I still have gold coins here. Buy me more bread, sausages and wine when they open tomorrow."

Something like that, at least we can’t let our special task force members starve to death.”

"Just them?" David was slightly startled when he heard this. "These people don't even listen to you, and they don't patrol seriously. It's better to feed them than to feed the dogs."

"Don't say that." Alison glanced at David after hearing this, "The empire is dispensable to me. Those people are all left to you."

David's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately looked at the newspaper on the table, "You want us to assassinate the emperor?"

"No, you can't do it." Alison shook her head slightly after hearing this, thinking to herself how much humiliation you had suffered before. She knocked on the table and said, "By the way, go buy a few oak barrels, the one hundred liter ones."

For standard ones, just a hundred will be enough, and then they will be placed in our backyard."

"Understood, I'll go right away." David nodded.

"Remember not to leave it in the parking lot."

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

David left with the order. Although he couldn't buy food, he could still buy some barrels.

After David left, Alison took out the spiritual separator. She blew out a dozen bubbles, turned into a wind element clone and flew away as a bee, while she sat there meditating slowly to restore her spirituality.

At the Greater Manchester Special Affairs Branch, a swarm of bees flew out without attracting the attention of the monitors outside. They flew high into the sky, turned into cats or birds in every corner, and then dispersed in all directions.

The group of birds that turned into birds landed in slums, grocery stores, shacks and garbage dumps, and instantly returned to Alison's appearance. They followed various singers and followers to give orders, while the one that turned into cats summoned from the corner.

The same mini train disappeared with a bang after boarding.

"Bang~"

The next second, the small train appeared in the small town of Legmi, a beer and beef jerky tavern.

The paper figures in the tavern had already sensed the arrival of Alison's clone, and Molossi, the leader of the paper figures who served as the town's knights, immediately led others to kneel down to greet him.

"Welcome the great truck loaders to the tavern for inspection."

The avatar nodded slightly. In the understanding of these things, it seemed that it was impossible to express the greatness of God and one's own respect without singing the praises of God before his death.

She somewhat understood why there were crosses everywhere.

"I'm going to take back the unfinished beer. Are your barrels full?" the clone asked.

"It's full. It's expected that there will be no problems within three months." Molosi said, "The townspeople consume about 256-300 liters of beer every year, but fortunately there are not many people in the town and the villages below."

"This is Carmen's credit."

"Well, I'll get it back if you don't need it later." The clone nodded slightly, then stretched out her hand, and an upside-down beer bottle in the room flew back into her hand.

In fact, even in the Empire, Alison can control her cursed object, but she is worried that if she suddenly takes away the tavern, the flow will be cut off.

After getting the beer bottle, the clone asked some questions about the current situation of the town of Legmi. When he learned that everything was normal and that the empire had filled the inventory of the prairie ground sloth portal during the war, the clone left Legmi in a small train.

.

So that night, in a secret place in the imperial slums, the singers who had been hungry all day came to carry their own barrels, and then they saw the great reliefer of suffering taking out a crystal bottle to share wine with everyone.

The mouth of the bottle was always pointed downward, but it could not be poured out.

"There are surveillance at the intersections of several blocks, so I didn't let them come, but don't worry, there are spare barrels here, and I will take them there later."

The follower pointed to the spare barrels behind him and said.

Alison's clone nodded slightly when he heard this.

Chapter 39.1 The Temptation of the Prophet

The crisis of the singers was stabilized, and there were fewer saboteurs at night. When the sun rose the next day, Alison felt that her spirituality had returned to perfection again.

"Sir, there are indeed three hundred food stores, but the bread is sold for gold coins, which is at least a hundred times higher."

David came back with a bag of bread and said that Alison gave him a lot of money, but obviously he didn't buy much.

"The empire should be able to control it." Alison thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, not only the citizens, but even the nobles cannot afford this price."

As expected, the price of food points was unacceptable to people, and the merchants insisted on the bottom line and would never give in. So until noon, 300 food points had been robbed, and only the big businessmen could remain motionless.

The entire imperial capital was in chaos throughout the morning. In the end, the white-clad guards came forward to suppress it. The black-clad guards arrested a large number of businessmen, and the turmoil was barely suppressed. At this time, the afternoon newspaper was also printed quickly and spread throughout the streets.

Alley.

"The food in the contaminated area is being purified, and the price of bread must not exceed ten times the price." Alison looked at the newspaper and said in surprise, "What does he mean by this? The price is equal and the price is not equal. Is this a differentiation?"

"According to secrets, the granaries in the contaminated area have been tampered with, and the remaining food is only enough for half of the citizens." David stood there and lowered his head and said, "When the price is high, the citizens will eat less, so the food crisis will disappear."

It’s over.”

"But some citizens can't even afford cheap bread." Alison shook her head slightly.

"If you can't afford it, make trouble, and if you make trouble, you will be arrested. There are four lunatic asylums in the empire." David said, "They take care of the food."

"Come on, a certain minister took away all the citizens' pensions. I don't think the lunatic asylum can fit in it."

"Ah, yes, I forgot about this matter." David took a deep breath after hearing this, "Wouldn't it happen that sons and daughters are sold, virgins are forced into prostitution, and children are exchanged for cannibalism?"

Alison shook her head slightly when she heard this, "At this time of year, they have to rebel."

At this time, waves of people gathered in slums and civilian areas, and secret gatherings were held under the leadership of caring people.

"Pension and relief funds have not been paid, and food prices here have skyrocketed. This is not giving us a way to survive!"

"We must protest!"

"But ordinary protests are useless. The officials below have no ability to control it, so we must see the emperor. This country belongs to him, and he is the only one who doesn't want us to starve to death!"

"Because those ministers are protected by professionals, and the city defense forces are also professionals, and we are all ordinary people. In order to prevent them from suppressing us and preventing us from filing a complaint, we must summon more people to overwhelm them."

"So the citizens of the thirty districts of the entire imperial capital must gather together and let us determine the time and location. Only in this way can the emperor take it seriously!"

"Before the 15th, we have to compile a list. All those who want to protect their families must be recorded, and those without names will not have their share when the food comes!" The gatherers stared at the citizens below and said, "Remember

Are you staying?"

"Remember!" the citizen replied quickly, and then asked painfully, "Why is it on the 15th? Can't it be earlier? I'm afraid I won't be able to make it by that time."

"You have to hold on even if you can't hold on! Didn't you read the newspaper? The emperor will only travel that night!"

After hearing this, the citizens all retreated with sad faces, wondering how they would survive these days. However, there were also some district councilors and some middle-class people who wanted to report the secret gathering here to the Security Bureau.

After all, they understand what a protest rally is, and they have business. If the rally breaks out, let alone charges, their business will inevitably be affected.

As a result, there were a number of people from thirty major districts who went to the security bureau or city defense station to report the matter.

In the Grand Manche District, textile businessman Blainey and factory owner Chopper were rushing to the Security Bureau in a carriage. They talked about the stupid actions of the citizens while congratulating themselves on being able to get in touch with the Security Bureau based on this matter.

However, as they were sitting, they suddenly felt that the carriage stopped. Not only that, the surrounding streets also fell into silence.

"There's something wrong with the situation." Brainy asked hesitantly, listening to the movement outside.

Chopper heard this and knocked on the carriage, but his coachman did not respond.

He frowned, pushed open the door and got out of the carriage, only to find that there was no one on the street. He hesitated and walked to the front to take a look, only to find that his coachman had turned into a hideous, charred corpse with a big mouth!

A stream of cold air poured from the top of Chopper's head and sank directly into his heart. Before he could react, the charred corpse suddenly turned around and asked Chopper, "Boss, are you going to hell?"

"ah!!"
To be continued...