"Hey, why are you running? I'm here! Do you want food? I have plenty!" Seeing that the refugees were ignoring his value, Ye Lang immediately demonstrated his worth to them!
Ye Lang poured out a pile of food from his Space Ring. Although the food was diverse and delicious, it was all of the finest quality that Ye Lang had spent a lot of time collecting!
At this time, all these delicacies had only one meaning: food. In the eyes of many refugees, anything edible was the same, as long as it could fill their stomachs!
Humans are just like other living beings; when they are not full, there is only one goal left—to get full!
Only after being full can one feel warm, and then...
"Food! Food!!"
The refugees roared and pounced on Ye Lang's pile of food. At this moment, the first people to arrive did not seem to stop after grabbing enough food to fill their stomachs; they continued to grab and stuff the food into their pockets.
This can be called selfishness, a human flaw, but it is also human nature. It is the nature of any living thing. Any living thing will store food for itself first, without caring whether its fellow creatures will starve to death because they cannot find food.
Unless, of course, it's for the sake of their own offspring!!
If this continues, it will inevitably lead to looting, turning Ye Lang's original good intentions of giving food into malicious intent, and he will end up doing bad things with good intentions!
If it were anyone else, they would tell people to take their time, not to rush, and that everyone would get a share. But Ye Lang didn't know he should stop them, or perhaps he knew that stopping them would be ineffective.
He and Xiao Rui simply stepped aside and watched the refugees scramble for the food!
At that moment, a dark-skinned, thin refugee stood on the outside, trying to squeeze in, but he couldn't succeed. After trying several times, he had no choice but to stop in despair.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, looked around, and when he spotted Ye Lang, his eyes stopped, and he immediately walked quickly toward Ye Lang.
Ye Lang looked at those eyes with a puzzled expression. Although he could see the will to survive in them, they were also so clear that they seemed out of place on a refugee, let alone a dark-skinned and thin person.
Soon, the owner of those clear eyes came to Ye Lang 'Ye Lang side, stretched out her hand—a pair of thin, dark hands—and said in a hoarse voice, "Could you give me something to eat? I haven't eaten for five days..."
At this moment, everyone else seemed to have forgotten that Ye Lang was the one who provided the food. It wasn't just that they could steal the food; they could also ask Ye Lang, the source, for more.
However, under the temptation of "a drop of honey," people seemed to have forgotten Ye Lang and only saw that "drop of honey"!
This dark-skinned, thin man, besides having a pair of clear eyes, seemed to also have a clear heart. Although he was tempted at the time, he was at least able to quickly discover the key to the problem.
"Okay, I still have some food stored here." Ye Lang took out the food and handed it to the person in front of him.
After receiving the food, the man did not eat it immediately. Instead, he carefully tore it apart and ate it slowly. He seemed to understand that eating it this way would allow him to absorb more nutrients and better utilize the food's energy.
Of course, if someone discovers his food at this moment and tries to take it from him, he will eat it immediately!
Fortunately, at this moment, no one noticed Ye Lang's group. They split into two groups, grabbing and eating the food they had managed to get!
"Here, have some water and tell me what happened to you?" Ye Lang took out a water bottle and handed it to the man. He seemed interested in knowing what had happened.
"We are commoners from Gomera County. Due to the drought in Gomera County in recent years, our wheat fields have not yielded good harvests. This year, we have encountered a drought that is the worst in a century. We have no harvest at all because of this drought!" The man said in a hoarse voice while slowly chewing his food.
"I see. So your officials don't have any disaster relief measures?" Ye Lang asked curiously.
"Disaster relief? Hmph, why would they care about our lives? They only care about eating, drinking, and having fun, and never about us." The man gritted his teeth and said fiercely, as if he wanted to devour someone.
From these words, it seems that there is another story behind it!
In Gomera County, a conflict broke out between refugees and the lord of Gomera County. The refugees attempted to seize food, but the lord suppressed the conflict, freeing the refugees, though they also lost their lives!
"Isn't the Imperial City of Ella going to do anything about this?" Ye Lang asked, frowning. Such a huge disaster had occurred in a county, and the emperor of the empire was not going to do anything about it?
If that's the case, then this empire will surely collapse very soon!
"Of course we'll manage! But what's the use? The Emperor sends down gold coins for disaster relief every year, but they don't reach us; they're eaten up by those corrupt officials!" The man still gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
Alas, no matter the era, place, or world, these people will always be there!
If a heinous criminal kills a hundred people, those people could kill tens of thousands; if the heinous criminal has to die once, then those people should die a hundred times over!
"Is there no justice left in this world?" Ye Lang cursed.
"What use is the law to them? Even if the emperor finds out, he will only punish them slightly, at most taking back their territory. They will still be nobles and can still live happily!" the man said, his voice still filled with hatred.
The nobility is a very troublesome problem, not only for the common people, but also for those in power. They want to get rid of the nobles, but they can't do without them.
Those in power can only hope that these nobles will behave properly and know how to be nobles!
Of course, under normal circumstances, those nobles would understand what they should and shouldn't do, for their own future and the future of their Lineage. But there are still some who don't know what's good for them, and there are quite a few of them.
In general, even those in power cannot interfere with what happens within a noble's territory. Simply put, a noble's territory belongs to them, and the lord is essentially a king.
Take Gomera County for example. The emperor of the Aila Empire will inquire about it and provide assistance to the county, but he will not interfere with the county's administration, as long as there is no trouble.
Of course, if the disaster is severe and Gomera County mishandles it, affecting nearby areas, then there will certainly be a solution.
But once things are settled, how many of these refugees will survive, and how many will die?