Super Righteous Player
Chapter 629 - 170: Sinners’ Paradise_1

Chapter 629: Chapter 170: Sinners’ Paradise_1

After Jiu’er committed a blood-fury quadruple murder in the street, she quickly calmed down.

The four of them were somewhat worried for a moment... They briefly discussed whether they should take advantage of the chaos to flee.

But soon they realized that no supervisor ever came looking for trouble with them.

And what was most fatal was that there was no chaos at all.

Therefore, there was no "chaos" to take advantage of to escape.

Despite Jiu’er chopping down four people in the street with two moves, the passersby didn’t flee at all. Not only did they not run, but they even cast a surprised glance at Jiu’er and then left with their usual expressions and steady paces.

Lin Yiyi, who was anxiously muttering about whether to run for it, was completely stunned.

—What the heck? What’s going on here?

What’s with these people, acting like NPCs with aging AI?

It’s not just the three men and a dog; after a murder, you’d be instantly on a stellar wanted list; even killing a chicken in the old man’s scrolling news feed would result in a truckload of "bread people" coming after you. Even with an assassin zero bar, there would surely be screaming in the street after a murder... Wouldn’t people at least run away in a panic, if not scramble all over the ground?

But the people at Saltpeter Ranch were just too calm.

Even a family of three passed by chatting and laughing. The little girl’s silvery laughter made Lin Yiyi’s back tingle.

What was even more spine-chilling was that the little girl was holding a crossbow.

Just like a kid running around the streets with a water gun, she carried a crossbow with an unchanged expression.

The arrowheads gleamed coldly.

"Is this place called Yanan?"

Four of a Kind couldn’t help but complain.

Lin Yiyi had an expression as if she had seen a ghost: "Even Gotham wouldn’t be this rustic, right?"

What puzzled them even more was that, less than three minutes after the death, an old man with two guns at his waist and a noticeable bloody smell dragged a dark red large sack to the scene. He casually packed up the eight pieces of the bodies without a fuss.

Jiu’er’s axe was still dripping with blood.

But he didn’t even glance at them.

—Even a cleaner would grumble if they saw someone littering bottles or tissues on the ground.

Jiu’er, though, had guts.

Or rather, she had developed some strange common sense during the days "working" in the Royal Capital of Noah.

Jiu’er ran over to stop the old man and after communicating with him for a while, she conscientiously wiped her axe on the man’s sack.

Then they nodded at each other and parted ways.

So, Four of a Kind and his sister were left stunned just the same.

It wasn’t until later in the tavern when they questioned the owner that the players learned... It was all due to the special laws of the city.

According to the "Saltpeter Ranch" rules, "killing someone in self-defense after being attacked or provoked" is not a crime; similarly, if someone is harmed by robbery, theft, intentional injury, etc., and the plaintiff cannot provide evidence including witnesses and stolen goods, then the supervisors wouldn’t bother at all.

If one does not claim the bodies, then "Corpse Collectors" will carry them away and bury them.

They are all followers of the Grave Mother.

Bodies must be properly dealt with; otherwise, they could give rise to the undead.

In Noah and Winter, those who practice this profession are usually solemn, diligent, and devout in their work.

It’s only in Saltpeter Ranch, where several people die almost every day, that one would see such an impatient work attitude.

Even the Dennisiowa Kingdom wouldn’t be this chaotic—Dennisiowa is known for its stringent laws. They apply the death penalty more widely than any other country and are the only country currently applying punishments "above death" as an extreme sentence.

Because this too is part of the "deterrence theory."

However, it’s the underground of Dennisiowa,

where the irritable demeanor of Dennisiowa persists, yet the laws are chaotic due to free governance—those wise men attempting to reform the atmosphere of Saltpeter Ranch either failed and fled or were chopped down, either secretly or outright.

Now, this is an Underground City with no wise men.

Here, the only two "Diggers," known as the "Bloodhand Brothers," are virtually the kings of this place.

Ultimately, the players concluded: If only the delicious Swan were here.

No matter how chaotic, it still wouldn’t be more anarchic than the lawless Nata County.

The delicious Swan, who was on brotherly terms with Eck Shattered, a muscular bald man who is also a Sword Saint—if he were here and ripped off his shirt, he could probably become a big shot before the teleportation array even lit up.

These barbaric rules made Lin Yiyi quite uncomfortable, offering no sense of security whatsoever.

On the other hand, Jiu’er, who once worked as a "safety advisor" at Swan Safety Insurance Company, quickly adapted to these rules.

Less than half an hour after Jiu’er entered an alley with her axe, she came back with very useful intelligence—

Captain Selicia of the "Ship in Stone" had recently arrived in this city and replenished supplies.

Afterwards, they headed to the "Stone, Wood, and Glass" tavern said to have the most reliable information... the tavern was run by a group of dwarves.

Because they had a centaur running with them underground... or rather, because they had kidnapped a centaur, nobody dared to offend this group of dwarves in this place.

Even if there was a fight, it couldn’t happen here.

Even the Bloodhand Brothers would occasionally come to eat here.

Captain Selicia of the "Ship in Stone" was certainly no exception.

"She’s still my regular customer,"

the dwarven uncle rasped, "Every two or three months, she has to come back. We’ve got the best ’Nitrate Wine’ here, and it’s essential on a ship."

"Nitrate Wine?"

Jiu’er asked curiously, "Is it wine that tastes like saltpeter?"

"It’s magical liquor that can be used as saltpeter!"

The dwarf laughed, "Bullets soaked in this kind of wine can be shot without gunpowder! The wine that the bullets have soaked in can also be used as fuel; even without the bullets, you can mix it with fresh water to drink directly. Any dirt in the water will settle to the bottom as sediment—it’s very useful.

"We used to live in the mountains. You should know, there’s not always clean water in the mines. But we can use this wine to purify underground water or for mining... This magical wine is only made by old dwarves!"

"Are you old, uncle?"

"You should call me grandpa."

The bartender chuckled, "I’m sixty-nine this year."

Another dwarf sitting at the bar, with ruddy skin and a bald head with a white beard, laughed out loud, "Listen to him boasting! You’re sixty-four this year!"

"Nonsense, I’m sixty-nine!"

"Bullshit, you’re sixty-nine; you’re three years younger than me! You should be calling me big brother!"

"You’re the one who’s confused, you’re over seventy!"

"Oh, I wish I was over seventy; stop your bragging!"

"What am I bragging about?"

"You’re just bragging!"

The two dwarves started arguing with each other, their voices growing louder.

"What’s going on with them?"

Jiu’er asked Lin Yiyi in a low voice, curious.

Lin Yiyi was still a bit nervous, patting Jiu’er’s arm to signal her not to talk about it here.

Meanwhile, the quiet Xitan Pulan drinking beside them explained to Jiu’er in a low voice, "Dwarves are a race with ageless appearances, and they respect the old. Older dwarves command more respect...

"Their lifespan is usually around eighty years. Until ten years before their death, they remain as strong as in their prime and can continue to reproduce and work. But about a decade before death, they suddenly become aged and weak.

"Those who live healthily past a hundred years are called ’Elders’... and if an Elder becomes ’aged before death,’ their power will quickly be usurped by older, stronger new Elders."

"... Well said, half-dead girl,"

the bartender interjected, "But I still can’t tell you about Selicia."

Only then did the players realize that the two dwarves had suddenly stopped arguing.

They escalate quickly and cool off just as fast. But if you think dwarf is simple and straightforward fools, you’d be mistaken... Dwarves are known for their cunning.

They will intentionally kidnap people from other races to work for them. And learn other races’ techniques to use for themselves.

Jiu’er, however, vaguely caught on to something.

If he really couldn’t speak about it... why did he bring the topic back up?

So, Jiu’er quickly understood.

She rummaged in her bosom, pulling out ten banknotes and laying them on the table, gently sliding them towards the bartender.

"Will this amount do?"

she inquired softly.

But the bartender didn’t even glance at it.

"We don’t take paper money here, big-axe lady."

The bald dwarf laughed, "Do you think we can go exchange it at the Silver Baron Church? Anyone here who dares to go above ground would get caught and strangled."

At this point, he shouted, "Right, scum?!"

"You old bastard, are you asking to eat lead?"

"Hahaha, don’t tease her! Watch out for that big axe!"

The tavern only responded with laughter.

There aren’t many true underground people among them; many are from above ground—it’s easy to identify underground people. Although their skin is not necessarily pure black or pure white, their eyes certainly glow in the dark.

And among those drinking here, less than a quarter had glowing eyes.

Then, Lin Yiyi belatedly realized.

Why she always felt so out of place...

Why this place was abnormally chaotic.

If it’s said that many in Winter settled underground to escape the blizzards.

Then by the same token.

All those who settled underground from the Royal Capital...

were "death-row inmates" trying to evade the law of the United Kingdom.

——It’s indeed the same situation as in Nata County.