Original God: The Eternal Lord of Bliss

"Now, she has no way to go out." Ye Yu, who was hiding at the foot of the wall and listening, nodded slightly. When he was about to leave, a woman with white hair and blue eyes suddenly appeared in front of him.

The moment he saw this woman, Ye Yu's scalp went numb. Without thinking too much, he saluted directly: "Master Salt God!"

"The people of the Rock God who have returned." The peerless woman in front of him was the Salt God Heuliah. She looked at Ye Yu with a little curiosity, "Why are you doing this?"

Ye Yu only felt a sense of suffocation.

The salt god Heuliah looked at Ye Yu in front of him and said, "When you came here, you distributed bread to the people in the outer city for free, and asked them if they still believed in me. I thought you were a good person, but why did you stop Ming Jing from distributing porridge today?"

Ye Yu shuddered, with a bitter look on his face: "Lord Salt God, you know everything?"

"Of course I know. The entire Salt City is under my control. What wouldn't I know?" The Salt God Heuliah waved his hand gently, and the surrounding scenery changed immediately. In the blink of an eye, he was back in the Salt Temple.

Ye Yu thought about it again and again, and decided to confess directly, otherwise who knows what kind of ability this Salt God has to read people's hearts: "Lord Salt God, I am here to help the civilians of Yancheng."

He took it all into himself.

"Is this how you help?" Heuliah had a strange look on his face.

Ye Yu was obviously determined to take risks, and asked directly: "Since Lord Salt God can control the situation of the entire Salt City, then why are the civilians in the outer city still living in such a miserable way?"

Heuliah blinked and said, "How can they be miserable? Because of my power, none of them starved to death or fell ill."

Ye Yu was choked for a moment. He remembered that when he first arrived in Yancheng, it rained heavily and the temperature was extremely low. Coupled with the muddy roads and leaky houses in the outer city, it was hard not to get sick. But no one got sick. It turned out that the Salt God had been protecting them all along.

Ye Yu took a deep breath and continued, "Master Yanshen, do you think the civilians in the outer city will be happy with such a life? They have to work at least twelve hours a day, and one-third of their wages are taken away. They can't even have enough food, while the nobles in the inner city, even the lowest nobles, have at least eight dishes for every meal. Do you think this is fair?"

"Fair? Is that what the contract with Guiliyan God says? I don't know." Heulia shook his head gently, "I only know that as long as they are alive, it's fine."

Ye Yu fell into silence. For a moment, he didn't know how to refute the demon in front of him.

"It seems that you have nothing to say. Well, I won't make things difficult for you. You can go back to your outer city. As long as you don't hurt my people, I don't care what you do." Heulia used the power of the devil to send Ye Yu away, and Ye Yu immediately wrote down the matter and passed it back.

At this time, dozens of Qianyan soldiers came here and brought the punishment for the crimes committed by Mingjie and others in Guili, as well as a notice to continue to lower the prices of Yancheng handicraft products.

"Snapped!"

An exquisite porcelain vase was smashed to pieces by Wang Mingli from Yancheng as he threw it directly to the ground. He shouted angrily.

"They've been suppressing us again and again for the past 20 years. They've been suppressing us several times in a row. Are they going to let us live? We finally found a channel for smuggling salt, but it was cut off in just three years!"

"Human King, what should we do?" The other high-ranking nobles in Yancheng frowned and asked.

"What else can I do?" Mingli panted, "Let those low-class people in the outer city extend their working hours from thirteen hours to eighteen hours, and that's it, and they still tax me half of it!"

The nobles present looked at each other and nodded slightly, all agreeing with the way the Human King handled the matter. After all, those lower-class people in the outer city were born to serve them, so being a little tired was nothing. As long as they didn't die, the Salt God wouldn't ask about it.

The next morning, Ye Yu, who was thinking hard about what to do, suddenly heard a shout that spread throughout the outer city of Yancheng: "The King of Man has ordered that you outer city people need to work eighteen hours a day, and half of your income will be taken away. If you have any objections, you will be killed without mercy!"

These few words made him stunned on the spot. He knew that King Guiliren had sent someone to announce the news yesterday, but he didn't expect that Yancheng's measures to deal with the price reduction would be so harsh!

The civilians in the outer city were directly exploited to death. You should know that in Guili, Zhu Yuncheng clearly stipulated that any Guili citizen could not work for more than ten hours a day when employed by others. Violators would be severely punished. Taxes would only be collected if the monthly income exceeded one thousand Mora, and the excess would be collected.

At the same time, excitement flashed in his eyes. If this continued, the people of Yancheng would express their dissatisfaction on their own without his deliberate guidance.

Sure enough, after this order was issued, the civilians in Yancheng immediately exploded. They gathered together spontaneously and said, "We are not convinced. We work eighteen hours a day and have no time to sleep. And you take away so much money. We can't afford to eat. Are you going to starve us to death?"

The noble who issued the order was immediately furious: "You lowly people, why do you have so much to say? Just do what I say, don't object here. We issued this order after asking the Lord Salt God for permission, and He agreed."

Hearing this, the civilians in the outer city were silent for a moment, and then a civilian who believed Ye Yu that the Salt God had been imprisoned by the nobles shouted: "I don't believe it, unless you let the Lord Salt God come out and explain to us in person!"

"Who do you think you are!" the nobleman was furious. "How dare the Lord Salt God explain to you? Come and beat them up!"

Upon hearing this, the guards around him rushed forward, pushed through the crowd, picked up the wooden sticks in their hands and started hitting the man hard. The man subconsciously raised his hands to resist, but as he had been hungry for a long time, how could he be a match for these strong guards? He was knocked to the ground, and the sticks fell like raindrops.

The other civilians stood far away and looked at the civilian who was beaten violently. There was fear in their eyes, but more of it was numbness.

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"This Salt God is not a human being after all, and he doesn't have a deep understanding of humans, so he is so ignorant."

Guili, in the Human King Palace, Zhu Yuncheng looked at the news that Ye Yu had urgently sent back with a sneer on his face.

In his previous life, when he read news about suicides on the Internet, there would always be people in the comment section sighing, "Isn't it good to be alive? It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death."

Zhu Yuncheng thinks these are all bullshit. What is the motivation for a person to continue living? It is to have enough food and clothing, to have a happy family, to achieve one's dreams through one's own efforts, and to have a hopeful future! When a person can see the end of his life at a glance and cannot change it no matter how hard he tries, he will despair and turn to suicidal psychology.

Can we blame him for not trying hard? No, it's not that person who is wrong, it's the world.

This is the situation in Yancheng now. Civilians in the outer city wake up hungry every morning and start making handicrafts. They can only rest when the sun sets. The income from a busy day is not enough to buy a pound of rice, and one third of it is taken away.

This kind of life has long wiped out these people's hopes and made them numb. However, because of the Salt God, they cannot die and can only repeat the same thing day after day.

The Salt God thought that this was for the good of mankind, but little did he know that this was the hell he had built himself with his devilish heart that did not understand mankind!