BossNovelChapter 2913 The Desolate Village
After everyone had left, only Isambard remained in place. "Times have changed, and young people nowadays
are truly remarkable." He sighed.
With a sense of nostalgia, he quietly put away his pen and paper, bent his body, and swiftly climbed up a tall
tree. Despite his comical appearance, his speed was extraordinary. With a few leaps, he caught up with the main
force ahead. A few minutes later, Matthew and the others arrived at the mountaintop. Looking down, they saw a
large village below, with a chaotic layout that dazzled the eyes.
"Boss, this is Whitecloud Village. According to Fitz's investigation, there are approximately three thousand
households and around ten thousand people in this village."
Matthew squinted his eyes and observed. Whitecloud Village had a favorable geographical location. Although it
was surrounded by mountains, there was plenty of arable land. The farmland outside the village alone was three
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtto four times the size of the village itself. If properly developed, it could be considered a paradise.
However, as Matthew surveyed the area, he couldn't see many people working in the fields. He already had a
rough idea of the situation. "Let's go to the village and gather information!"
With a command, the group set off once again. Whitecloud Village is now considered a large village, but when
Matthew walked in, he found it unusually deserted, with hardly any people in front of each household.
Most of the farmers who should have been busy farming were hiding in their homes, and it was not hard to guess
what they were doing.
"Crown prince, go find someone and ask about the situation."
"Alright!" After the crown prince agreed, he stopped a middle-aged man who was carrying a hoe.
"Hey, fellow villager, can you givedirections?" After saying that, the crown prince handed him a cigarette,
and the man's eyes lit up, and his alertness disappeared.
"You're not from around here, are you?"
"Yeah, sir. You have sharp eyes. By the way, | wanted to ask why there are so few people in such a big village."
"Well, you see, it's all because of those outsiders..."
The two of them chatted for about half an hour, and the crown prince got a general idea of the situation.
"Sir, it's getting late, so | won't bother you anymore."
"You didn't botherat all. Such a well-mannered lad you are."
Throughout the conversation, the crown prince's cigarettes never stopped, and the man enjoyed them
immensely. In just half an hour, he bectalkative. If the crown prince hadn't interrupted, the man would have
told him about the pigs he raised at home. After the crown prince handed over two packs of cigarettes, their
conversation cto an end.
"Young man, that mud house ahead is my home. Cover for lunch."
"Sure, sure!"
After the crown prince agreed, he returned to Matthew's side.
"Boss, the situation is not optimistic. Almost every household is addicted to the Night Vine, and their savings
have been depleted. In sfamilies, even the crying infants are left unattended, allowing them to cry
themselves to sleep." "Moreover, according to the guy, many people have fled the village and have never been
seen again." At this point, the crown prince stopped speaking. Everyone present knew the fate of those people.
Since arriving here, Matthew had a furrowed brow that hadn't relaxed. He underestimated the danger of the
Night Vine, but now he realized the urgency of the situation.
The situation was now critical, and if nothing was done in the next month, this village would beca ghost
town. After taking a deep breath to suppress his anger and frustration, Matthew began to organize tasks.
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