Chapter 143 East District
Even in a world where extraordinary powers exist, Ginza's huge area and staggering population size pose a huge challenge for daily maintenance and management.

Moreover, the astonishing population also means that Ginza needs to consume a large amount of materials and produce a huge amount of garbage every day.

This means that Ginza needs many, many ordinary workers to take on these tasks.

Although the huge group of ordinary workers is an important part of maintaining Ginza, in order to prevent them from becoming a stain on this shining pearl of Ginza, they can only live in the fixed urban areas allocated to them. Even workers who are responsible for daily maintenance and need to go to other urban areas cannot appear on the streets and can only go to their workplaces through narrow and complex sewers.

They were strictly prohibited from appearing in any public places. If they violated the rules, they might be directly executed by the city defense forces on the grounds of polluting the city.

The district where they lived, the East District, became the dirtiest and poorest district in Ginza.

However, under the blockade of the Silver Empire, the East District did not affect the prosperity and glory of Ginza at all.

Unless they look for it on purpose, outsiders will generally be obsessed with the prosperous and glorious surface of Ginza and fail to see the dirty and poor East District. They will leave with infinite praise for Ginza.

However, Hela, who was born into a tribe in the north, would not do that. Although she followed Roland and became a fourth-level spellcaster, Hela did not forget her poor origins, and she would not be deceived by superficial illusions.

In the East District.

Roland and Hela, wearing worn-out uniforms and camouflaged entirely, walked silently on the street.

Compared with other clean and tidy urban areas, the East District is full of dirt and chaos. Countless disgusting smells are intertwined with each other, forming a disgusting smell that is difficult to describe in words.

As the trash can of Ginza, garbage produced in other urban areas is piled up here, and mountains of garbage can be seen almost every distance.

Colorful sewage flows freely on the old road surface, and illegally built sheds are intertwined with ancient buildings that may be thousands of years old, depicting a grotesque picture.

The residents of the East District were not as calm as those in other districts. They were all running around in a hurry.

Ginza is not kind to ordinary workers. In order to ensure the normal operation of Ginza and reduce maintenance costs, the working hours of ordinary workers are generally ten or even more than twelve hours. Basically, they work from the time they open their eyes in the morning until the sun sets.

Moreover, their rewards are also very low, and with the careful calculations of the spellcasters, they can basically only maintain a level that is not enough to starve to death.

They cannot save money, and once they stop working, they will starve. Starvation will reduce their physical strength, and reduced physical strength will make them unable to do their jobs well. If they do not do their jobs well, they will be fired, and firing means death.

Roland and Hela seemed so out of place as they walked slowly on the street.

Looking at the miserable world before her, Hela's eyes were filled with pity. She lowered her head slightly and subconsciously tightened Roland's hand.

Hela thought what she saw was tragic enough, but she soon realized that she was too naive.

As the two went deeper, a river with completely changed color appeared before their eyes.

Various garbage, wastewater, and corpses polluted the entire river. In addition to various domestic and industrial wastewater, Hela, who had learned alchemy, also noticed a large amount of alchemical wastewater. These alchemical wastewaters reacted strangely with the messy components of the river, causing the river to glow faintly and constantly emitting weak fluctuations in all directions.

Ginza is the core and absolute heart of the Silver Empire. After years of development, its total population has long exceeded the upper limit that the entire city can bear, especially since the scale of the city has not expanded for many years.

The result is that some people really can't even find a place to sleep.

Being able to live in a shed is already pretty good. Some broken bridge holes, garbage dumps, stinking ditches, and sewers are all filled with people. Some people are even worse off. There is not even any place like these, so they have to find another way to live on the river.

In a river polluted by alchemical wastewater, on a piece of wood only about three or four meters long with a hole less than one meter in the middle, a worker only about 1.6 meters tall was curled up and resting.

In order to prevent it from being washed away by the river, the piece of driftwood was tied up with a rusty iron chain and nailed to the river bank.

But even so, the driftwood still floats along the river and looks very unstable.

Moreover, he was not the only one who did this. When Hela looked around, she saw many similar "houses" floating on the river. Those with driftwood were considered to be in good condition. Some of those with poor conditions could even use a piece of wood and tie some materials to increase buoyancy around it.

There were several tattered corpses piled up next to some empty "houses".

Furthermore, although the slight ripples in the river were quite weak, if it were an ordinary person, the body would be easily infected and deformed.

Therefore, when Hela looked around, she saw that the ordinary people living in these "houses" had more or less deformations inside their bodies.

Moreover, in addition to these ordinary people living in the "houses" on the river, Hela also saw some people holding bowls or wooden buckets to fetch water from this heavily polluted river.

Hela looked upstream of the river. Her sight penetrated through layers of concealment and saw the clean and clear upstream.

In the upper reaches, there are transport ships and sightseeing boats coming and going. Many glamorous gentlemen and ladies are dancing on the decks of the sightseeing boats to the sound of laughter and melodious music. Jealous knights are fighting duels as if it were a child's play. Spellcasters are playing with the elements in a mysterious way under the envious gazes of others.

On the boat, the servants poured plates of slightly cool, still slightly warm, exquisite and luxurious food that had never been eaten into the river and replaced them with new food.

The people on the boat would occasionally turn around to admire the clean and clear river, or the countless scenic spots in Ginza, while the ordinary people struggling to survive were excluded from their sight by the spell.

It was just a magic circle that separated them. One side was like heaven, and the other side was like hell.

Looking at everything in front of her, Hela's initial good impression of Ginza instantly collapsed and turned into deep disgust.

The splendor of Ginza is built on countless bloody oppressions.

Looking at those upper-class guys, Hela clenched her fists. Ever since she killed all the cultists and left the North, she once again had the intention to kill.

(End of this chapter)