nagpurpolice Chapter 273 Misinformation Spreads
Chapter 273 Misinformation Spreads
Chapter 277 Misinformation Spreads (Seeking Double Votes)
Autumn July 20th.
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a few days later.
The temporary arena outside Frost City was even more noisy and chaotic.
The name "Chiffon Grand Stage" has stirred up quite a storm in the North.
First, there was a contestant in the Big Eater Challenge who choked on a sheep's testicle until his eyes rolled back, and then there was a skinny guy in the preliminary round of the Whip Endurance King contest who endured nine lashes but still stubbornly refused to back down.
These stories, as they spread, became increasingly outrageous.
Some say that Lord Chiffon took a liking to a freeman who performed well in the arena and directly bestowed upon him the rank of knight.
Some say that the final round of the "King of Whips" requires the contestant to endure a hundred lashes, and if he survives, he will be awarded a manor.
Even more absurdly, it is said that the young viscount, enjoying the view from the stands, casually rewarded each contestant with a gold coin.
The rumors are incredibly detailed and seemingly plausible, but the gist is simply this: if you go there, you'll have a chance to become rich overnight.
In places where class distinctions are almost rigid, the impact of such outrageous rumors on free citizens is unimaginable.
As a result, those who were originally taking a wait-and-see attitude, hesitant, or felt that the road was too far and not worth it, all became restless.
Along the roads leading to Frost in the northern territories, people and vehicles were constantly coming and going, some riding mules, some driving oxcarts, and others traveling in groups of three or five.
Small vendors, drawn by the aroma, followed and set up stalls around the stadium, selling everything from steamed buns to drinks.
Outside Frost City, there were endless tents and makeshift shacks.
When there are many people, things become complicated.
Now, a conservative estimate puts nearly 80,000 people inside and outside Frost City, not counting those on their way.
The number is expected to exceed 100,000 in the future. With so many people, how can we not worry about their eating, drinking, toileting, and sleeping?
Not to mention the ever-increasing crime, with fights, petty theft, robbery, and rape happening all the time.
Richard realized he had far underestimated the real pressure of the competition and had been too idealistic.
The number of frost reserve personnel was limited, and they were already stretched thin in maintaining order within the city.
Now they also have to take care of the area around the stadium, investigate suspicious persons, arrest criminals, and deal with the empire's martial law order, which is enough to exhaust the army to the point of collapse.
What should I do?
Of course, we need to request support!
Lucy requested that the Snow Fox and Snow Deer families send their knights and some of their reserves to assist in the defense.
In addition to the Imperial Guards, Qi Feng also brought in a group of city defense troops and servants to help.
When Chiffon's army marched into the outskirts of Frost City, the reserve soldiers of Snow Deer and Snow Fox all turned their heads to look.
Although not as ornate as the Imperial Guard's uniform, it was still of excellent quality, showcasing the essence of Chiffon.
And so, the soldiers from the four territories in the far north inexplicably got together for a "team building" activity.
After the last Chiffon City opening ceremony, the top executives of the four companies held a meeting and officially formed an alliance agreement.
Although it's called an alliance, there aren't actually that many hidden rules. The core of the alliance can be summarized in one sentence: When trouble comes, we'll fight together.
Don't be fooled by the fact that it only has five words; it carries a lot of weight.
When the Snow Rabbit Clan attracted the Knights of Light in Frostland, the other two factions didn't even flinch, and the command of the Knights was handed over to Brad, which speaks volumes.
However, what troubled Richard the most was the name of this small group, which was actually called "Northern Alliance Keepers of the Covenant".
—Abbreviated as "NATO".
cough!
After Richard's efforts, the name was finally changed to "Northern Alliance," otherwise it would have been too offensive.
With the support of the other three factions, the chaotic order of Frost Territory was finally brought under control.
Of course, management remains extremely challenging, so Lucy simply manages the migrant population as a reserve force.
The temporary outpost outside the city was divided into more than a dozen small areas, and an administrative tax of one copper coin was collected from each person per day. Only then was the overall situation completely stabilized.
However, this still couldn't stop the continuous influx of free citizens.
Therefore, the preliminary rounds of the Big Eater and Whip Endurance competitions were once again split up and assigned to Thorn Territory and Ash Valley Territory to help with the tasks.
They were more than happy to see such a surge in traffic. More people meant more trouble, but it was also a source of wealth. As long as they could handle it, they were sure to make a profit.
During this time, Richard also witnessed Lucy's powerful ability to control the situation.
Also.
After all, she was the heir of a long-established noble family, and in terms of management, she was better than Richard, a lord who had come to the profession later in life.
Regarding the competition.
Aside from the two most down-to-earth competitions, the final registration statistics for all other competitions have been gradually compiled and submitted to the event management office temporarily located in Frost Fortress.
The cooking competition attracted more than 600 participants, including all sorts of people: housewives, hotel cooks, retired veterans, and so on.
When registering, the manager in charge of registration asked about my cooking skills, and everyone had different opinions.
One said she'd been cooking vegetable soup for over thirty years, enough to make even the most nauseous child drool; another said his grilled meat skewers could summon wild monsters.
What?
You said my cooking wasn't good?
fart!
You're not the lord, how do you know he doesn't like my vegetable soup? My cooking skills will definitely amaze the lord, sign me up now!
The sword-forging competition was not so complicated, with only a little over a hundred people, all of whom were blacksmiths from various territories.
The fishing competition had the most participants, with nearly three thousand people signing up, which surprised Richard.
He had thought that fishing, a pastime for the nobility, wouldn't be of much interest to many people, but he was surprised to find so many participating.
However, one can imagine that quite a few of them were taking advantage of the situation; they could easily participate with just a hook, a long stick, and a few meters of rope.
So, the fishing competition also held a preliminary round to filter out some fish from the frost.
The jewelry craftsmanship category had the fewest applicants, with only a handful of about twenty people, but these individuals were highly qualified.
Most of them were jewelers or apprentices under various trading companies, and two of them were even magic craftsmen.
Such a talent would be a treasure cherished by the lord in any territory. His participation in the competition is probably an attempt to gain prestige and perhaps even win a championship title.
Richard too.
Once he sets his sights on a master craftsman, he'll never let him go.
If they have some wealthy backer supporting them, they can simply resolve the issue with money.
The situation regarding the beauty pageant is somewhat delicate, with over three hundred people registering.
A small portion were the second daughters of nobles. Although these girls did not enjoy the same glamorous life as the heirs, they were still raised in luxury from a young age.
Participating in such high-profile competitions is mostly about using chiffon cakes as a stage to gain a chance to be "seen" in aristocratic social circles.
Besides, that young viscount Qi Feng is still unmarried. If he takes a liking to her, he'll be set for life.
The rest were mostly daughters of wealthy merchants and girls from ordinary free families.
Getting a ranking is the best option; the top ten will receive a gold coin reward. If you don't get one, try to see if you can be brought into the castle as a maid.
Ordinary people have very few chances to turn their lives around, and anyone with a bit of good looks wants to try.
In the beginning, there were more people applying for the beauty pageant than this, but a large number were screened out during the registration process.
The person in charge of registration still possessed a modicum of normal human aesthetic sense.
However, the registration process for the subsequent dance competition became a bit more complicated...
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