The third thousand one hundred and eighty-eight chapters of the world of human slaughter
Obviously, he suddenly understood why Xiaochunhua and the dog man set up an ambush at the city gate. It was not for the purpose of robbing the house, in other words, it was just a hunter who was preying on the ground.
He also suddenly understood that the land of red earth, whether it is outside or the blood in the city, is that so many people need to eat people for a living, and the amount they need is naturally extremely large, so the corresponding "food residue" will naturally appear to be unimaginable.
No wonder, why this land is called the death penalty area.
Anyone who has been here is indeed difficult to get out of here alive in front of a group of hungry men.
The people here seem to be not as vicious as they imagined. They kill people directly without discrimination. They are just for survival and food. However, from another perspective, they are at least called "vicious" in their practice.
Everything seems to be completely clear and clear.
"However, I still have a question." The old man frowned.
Han Sanqian looked at him and saw that he was frowning. It seemed that Han Sanqian had guessed what the old man wanted to ask.
In fact, this is also the question Han Sanqian wanted to ask, so when he thought of this, he couldn't help but turn his eyes with the old man and directly turn his attention to Xiaochunhua.
Compared to the previous twist, Xiao Chunhua obviously did not hesitate at all: "You just ask."
"How many people are there in your entire Demon Cloud Ghost City?" Han Sanqian asked.
"The underground boundary is divided into four districts, east, west, south, north, and a total of at least 40,000 people." Xiao Chunhua replied almost without thinking: "However, this is just an average calculation, because I am not qualified to enter the other districts, so I can only calculate roughly according to the situation in our district."
"More than 40,000 people?" The old man was obviously puzzled by this number and looked at Han Sanqian.
Han Sanqian did not reflect at all. On the contrary, in his heart, although the number of 40,000 is indeed a huge number, it is definitely the tip of the iceberg.
As for why this idea is so simple.
At present, everyone is a group of people working, all of them are the bottom.
Therefore, since there is a bottom layer, there must be an upper layer.
Although the group of people on the ground is nothing to Han Sanqian, they are obviously much higher than those under the ground, so those people are likely to be the so-called upper class.
How many of them are there? This is also a huge number.
"What if it is included in the ground?" Han Sanqian asked.
"This is not clear, but the top has always survived the fittest. I heard that it is also to ensure the elite and number of the upper class." Xiaochun Hua said.
"If there are only 10,000 people above, there will be at least 50,000 people here. It seems that so many people can't hold on by just snatching their lives?" the old man frowned.
Han Sanqian nodded, which was also the latest biggest question that he and the old man had.
Although the land of Red Earth does indeed have important roads and there are so many passers-by, it is unknown how many years ago.
After the land of Red Clay was so famous, few people dared to take risks here, especially the outer city has even built new paths. Under such circumstances, even fewer people have passed by here.
It is not impossible to maintain the survival of 50,000 people with such a robbery. It can be said that it is a fantasy.
Seeing the old man and Han Sanqian looking at him, Xiao Chunhua smiled bitterly and said, "Do you really want to know?"
The two nodded.
The pangolin quickly added: "Xiao Chunhua, you are not allowed to keep it in hiding this time. Anyway, I have been disgusted, so why not be disgusted once."
Xia Wei felt a little uncomfortable, but she still held back and nodded.
"Young Master Han, you are very smart, what do you think?" Xiao Chunhua didn't say anything, and looked at Han Sanqian indifferently.
Ask yourself again?
Han Sanqian frowned slightly, and his mind was spinning wildly again.
At the same time, his eyes were also reading Xiao Chunhua's eyes, wanting to find some answers from her.
However, she just smiled and responded to Han Sanqian.
Barren lands, huge populations, but almost neglected food, what do they rely on for food?
Seeing Han Sanqian unable to figure it out for a moment, Xiao Chunhua smiled and said, "By the way, I have another name, Badi."
"Ba Di?" Han Sanqian was shocked.
Chapter completed!