Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 522

Chapter 522: 522

March 27th.

Liu Jie, who was sent out of the city, was originally leading a team to clear away the decaying yet not yet collapsed trees.

However, he unexpectedly discovered a few stealthy figures outside.

Feeling suspicious, Liu Jie led his team to quietly hide and observe their every move.

The figures were in a hurry, but they didn’t seem like they want to seek refuge in Yan City. Not only were they walking around the city walls, but they also left a mark every time they reached a place.

They knew that spies from Xin City were sent over to investigate the situation in Yan City, but they didn’t expect them to show up again so soon.

Liu Jie’s expression was not good. He divided his team into two, let a few people go back to the city to report this, and he led the rest to follow these people to see what they wanted to do.

To avoid attention, these men had disguised themselves in common people’s clothes. They circled around the city wall and as night fell, they hurriedly ran in one direction.

Following them, about twenty miles from the city gate, they stopped. In a cleared area, about a hundred people had gathered, who were now quietly mumbling around a bonfire.

Seeing the weapons in their hands, Liu Jie’s expression darkened.

This must be the scouting team that came to gather information earlier. He was afraid that the main force of Xin City would soon arrive.

This matter was of great importance, and Liu Jie did not dare to delay. Fearing that their whereabouts would be exposed, he quickly returned to the city.

Inside the Residence, Shen Wenchen was reading the letter that Twelve had sent back.

Eleven and Twelve had now each led an army to different places.

Eleven went south to Xiejiang to fight and, more importantly, to ensure the food supply.

The grain produced by Xiejiang in one year is enough to feed the people of Xia Country for a year and a half, but now the entire country is short of grain. This is because the grain transport route from Xiejiang has been blocked by several nearby cities.

Of these three cities, two have rebelled, and the only one that still holds its original belief is almost being forced to death by the other two.

Twelve is in Huaiyang, five hundred miles from Yan City.

The officials in Huaiyang have colluded with thieves, making life unbearable for the people, yet the local pirates are well-fed.

Huaiyang is also a necessary route for grain transportation. They need to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, to create deterrence.

"General, what do we do now?"

"Wait."

Shen Wenchen said in a deep voice.

He had sent people to Xin City to gather information a few days ago. He didn’t believe that after such a long time passed, Xin City would not be affected at all.

Not to mention food and medicine, even the previous Rat Plague, he didn’t believe that Xin City wouldn’t have a rat plague outbreak.

With this natural disaster, nearly one-tenth of the people in Xia Country had already died.

That Yan City was preserved was only due to luck.

Even so, there were also many people in the city who had died from the disease.

As for the passive lord of Xin City, who even drove the people out of the city, Shen Wenchen didn’t believe they could have much military strength left.

What they really needed to worry about was the amount of food and grass each side had.

He believed in his brothers, Eleven and Twelve. They would surely regain lost ground and open water routes earlier.

As long as they could hold on until that time, they would surely win.

"General, I found those people strange; they didn’t seem like normal people."

Liu Jie was recalling the scene he saw those people.

Their faces were pale, and their eyes were cloudy and lifeless.

They didn’t seem like living people, but more like the walking dead.

"What’s so strange about them?"

Shen Wenchen’s heart pounded.

After seeing everything now, even if a zombie came, he wouldn’t find it strange.

"Due to the darkness and fear of being discovered, I only followed them from a distance."

"The color of their faces and exposed skin was ashen pale, and there were no expressions on their faces. There was not a shred of life in their eyes, they looked more like, more like the undead."

Liu Jie was unsure if he had clearly seen, but the people he followed today were definitely not normal.

"Alright, I understand. Tomorrow, take a team of men and check their situation again. For now, hold the troops and wait for the spies to return."

"Yes."

Liu Jie acknowledged the command and hurriedly left the Residence.

"Wenchen, what’s wrong?"

Not having seen Shen Wenchen eat all day, Nanzhi brought some food over.

The food was nothing more than a bowl of mixed grain porridge with a small plate of pickles.

Now even in the Residence there was only this much food, let alone for the ordinary people.

Looking at the thin porridge in the bowl, Shen Wenchen had a look of guilt in his eyes.

He felt he had failed Nannan.

She was pregnant, but she couldn’t even eat meat.

"There are people from Xin City guarding outside the city. I’m afraid we’re going to have to fight again."

Shen Wenchen held Nanzhi’s hand, noticing that it was a little cold, he warmed it with his hand.

"Why don’t you wear an extra coat?"

"I’m not cold, now even walking a few steps makes me feel hot."

Nanzhi shook her head and continued to ask.

"Have the spies who went to Xin City returned yet?"

"Not yet. I expect they should be back by tomorrow. Twelve has sent another letter. He’s leading the troops with Eleven. They are going to open up the grain transportation route. As long as we wait for news from them, we can survive this crisis."

Shen Wenchen wasn’t sure if he was comforting Nanzhi or bolstering his own courage.

"That’s good."

Nanzhi indeed breathed a sigh of relief. Although there weren’t many rats in the city now, it didn’t mean there were none. If they didn’t quickly bring back the grain, they would be fighting a war on one side and experiencing a famine on the other. By then, they wouldn’t need to fight; as long as the other side had enough grain, they could cause internal strife because they didn’t have enough to eat.

"Everything will get better."

Shen Wenchen patted Nanzhi’s shoulder, and the two fell silent for a while.

"Things will get better, right?"

Nanzhi murmured to herself.

She subconsciously stroked her bulging belly.

She was due to give birth to her child in another month.

If there was no outcome within this month, she didn’t know what would happen in the end.

"Things will definitely get better."

Shen Wenchen held Nanzhi tightly and said.

He would not let anything bad happen to them.

He wouldn’t, no matter what it took.

As usual, Xiaohe went around aimlessly at night.

He found a turning point.

Although nearly eighty percent of the land had been polluted, there were many places just like the situation at Rockstone Mountain.

A small area was resisting the spread of pollution with the little spirit energy it had.

They were trying to save themselves.

They didn’t want to collapse with this world.

If more spirit energy could be poured into this world, perhaps these problems could be solved.

At least some people could survive.

But where would the spirit energy come from?

A world either relies on its own spirit energy or is influenced by external forces.

Unfortunately, the spirit energy of this small world was nearly depleted, and he, a newly born Heavenly Path, couldn’t possibly interfere.

The only one who could do that was that old man. Let alone the fact that he didn’t know where he’d run off, even if he were here, he might not be willing to lend a hand.

What a bother.

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