I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

The yelling was repeated several times before it stopped.

After the shout fell, Ogata and A-Machi glanced at each other.

"It seems... Fenghe Village still maintains a certain order..." Ogata said first.

"Yeah." Ah-Ming nodded, "Let's go and have a look."

Both of them were very curious about the shout just now.

On the one hand, the two want to see how many people are still alive in Fenghe Village, and on the other hand, they want to see how the so-called "breakfast distribution" is distributed.

Ogata and A-machi moved bit by bit around the outskirts of Toyowa Village, looking for a suitable place to turn in.

Although there are torches in some places in Toyowa Village, there are not many torches, and there are many dark places that are not covered by light, so Ogata and A-machi quickly found a suitable place to dig in.

After breaking into Fenghe Village, the two non-stop followed the source of the shouts just now and sneaked slowly.

After only a short while, the two found their target.

"A-cho, look quickly." Ogata pouted his chin forward, "We're here."

Ogata and Atachi are currently hiding in the gap between two houses.

This kind of place is often dimly lit, and few people will come to this kind of place, so it is especially suitable as a hiding place.

The two hiding here only need to poke their heads out a little, and they can see a lot of people gathered in the open space not far away.

These people lined up in two lines in front of the two youths, and received rice from the hands of the two youths.

Whether it's these two young people or the young people who are queuing up to get the rice, they all look the same as the guards that Ogata and the others met in the paddy field just now--sallow and thin, it can be seen that they haven't been well for a long time After eating, a gust of wind might blow it down.

"There's so little rice..." Looking at the villagers who were collecting rice, A-Ding muttered, "I understand why everyone here is so skinny..."

Although separated by some distance, both Ogata and A-machi clearly cut down—a young man in charge of distributing rice picked up a handful of rice with 4 fingers and put it into an old woman's cloth bag .

"They seem to give rice by household." Ogata echoed softly from the side, "Anyway, we are all from the same village, and everyone knows exactly who belongs to which household, so there is no need to worry about giving food to others. Wrong rice..."

Although the rice is given by household, no matter whether it is a large household or a small household, the rice they can get is very small. The difference between them is probably that you have a handful of rice more or less.

Every household can only receive such a small amount of rice, so it's no wonder that the villagers' complexion and physique can improve.

——Same as I thought...

Ogata thought to himself.

——The self-enclosed Fenghe Village implements an "autonomous monarchy" and a "rationing system", gathering all materials together for unified distribution...

——Konnosuke, the head of Fenghe Village, should be the "monarch".

——Judging from the current situation, that Konnosuke should be quite popular and skilled. After closing the village for so long, the village can still maintain a stable order.

Ogata had speculated before - if there are still living people living in Fenghe Village inside the wooden wall, then this Fenghe Village must be implementing an "absolute monarchy" and implementing a "rationing system" on important materials such as food. ".

After all, in this near-apocalyptic environment, the "absolute monarchy" that concentrates power in one place is the most efficient system that can lead everyone to survive.

Of course - the premise of being efficient is that the "monarch" responsible for leading everyone is not incompetent.

After looking away from the crowd who were still distributing rice, Ogata said to Atachi:

"Let's go, Machi. Let's go to the head of this village, Konnosuke."

"Yeah. Let's go." Atachi nodded, "Now there are many villagers here to collect rice, which is just convenient for us to sneak into Konnosuke's house.

"

Ogata and Atachi had only one goal from the very beginning, and that was the village chief of Fenghe Village—Konnosuke.

As the ruler of this "world inside the wall", he must have the most information about ogres and means of leaving the island among all the villagers.

Ogata and A-machi turned their heads at the same time with a tacit understanding, looking at the most magnificent house in the village.

Before entering Fenghe Village, Ogata and Atachi noticed this magnificent mansion, because this mansion is too conspicuous, other people's houses are ordinary low houses, only The house was a stately mansion with at least three floors.

Zong Hai had told Ogata and the others that Konnosuke was not only the head of Fenghe Village, but also the most wealthy person on the island, so his home was very grand.

Therefore, Ogata and the others didn't need to ask the other villagers where Konnosuke's home was, they could immediately lock on the target just by looking up.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were still many villagers collecting rice there, Ogata and Atachi sneaked out from the gap between the houses, and quietly approached the magnificent mansion.

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at the same time--

In a valley not far from Fenghe Village.

"Hey! New here!" Soutaro shouted at Shichiemon and the others, "This is our base!"

Shichiemon, who obediently followed Sotaro and the others, looked around.

This place is a relatively hidden valley with a rather high terrain.

In every corner of the valley there were people sitting and standing.

After Sotaro led Qiemon and others into the valley, these people immediately cast various glances at Qiemon and others.

Have happy eyes.

There are interested eyes.

There was... that stark, obscene stare.

Shichiemon, who was so terrified by these gazes, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Don't be afraid!" Sotaro, who led Nanaimon and others to the depths of the valley, smiled at Qiemon, "We strictly prohibit bullying here, as long as you obey orders obediently, we won't do anything to you. What will happen to you, and I will eat, drink and treat you well."

"Let me just ask..." Shichiemon asked Sotaro softly, "How many people have you gathered?"

"Including you newcomers, there is number 42."

"42...?" Shichiemon raised his eyebrows, "You have so many people, where is the source of food?"

"Of course I'm going to borrow from the islanders here." Sotaro turned his head and grinned at Shichiemon, showing a somewhat ferocious smile.

"Borrow from the islanders...?" Qiweimen showed doubts.

"Details, I'll talk to you later. We're here. Hey! Brother! I've brought new people back!"