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At the depth of night, aside from a few night-watchers, most of those guarding the city walls had already retired to rest.

For some unknown reason, the countless undead did not launch an attack when they arrived at the base of Black Gold City, but instead rested on the spot.

To say they were resting, it was more accurate to say they were standing by on the spot.

After all, most undead creatures did not possess thoughts or feel tired.

Moreover, the night was their home field, so the people of Black Gold City couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

Could it be that these fools planned to wait until daylight to strike?

That would be utterly ridiculous, considering that many undead creatures hated sunlight or couldn’t even survive under it.

Regardless, since they hadn’t attacked, the people of Black Gold City wouldn’t go on the offensive either.

After all, staying on the city walls provided some semblance of defense.

Even Lady Bauhinia was thinking so at the moment.

What went unnoticed was that some wraiths or ghosts had slowly infiltrated Black Gold City through various concealed gaps around the city.

Their body colors were somewhat darker than normal, and as soon as they entered Black Gold City, they silently floated into the city’s wells or into the barrels at the taverns.

All the water sources within the city were their targets.

Beyond that, some ghosts shifted their targets to the warehouses where food supplies were stored.

There was no sign of searching, and they seemed to be extremely familiar with the routes in various locations.

Once they floated back out, their bodies had faded in color and become more transparent.

Then, these non-corporeal undead creatures each found secluded corners to hide in.

By the second day, the undead army outside Black Gold City still showed no signs of attacking.

At that point, the merchants, whose legs had been weakened in fear, courageously climbed up the city walls.

A few curious merchants asked some spellcasters to throw several fireballs at the undead below, blasting some skeleton frames away.

Even when attacked, the undead merely raised their heads for a moment but made no other movements.

At this, one Merchant puzzledly asked, “What’s the matter with them? Are they planning to besiege us until we run out of food?”

“Ha! Then they’re in for a disappointment. The food stocked up in here is enough for us to eat until we die of old age!”

A middle-aged bald merchant sneered.

As he said, the Dragon Bone Wasteland and Black Gold City, the largest and most prosperous of city-states with the most merchant organizations, were not short of food supplies.

There were countless stocks of oats and peas, as well as plenty of dried meat and salted fish.

At this thought, many merchants around them burst into laughter as if the undead creatures surrounding them were nothing but measly dogs and were not worth mentioning.

Unlike the merchants, Lady Bauhinia had been silently staring at the scene below with furrowed brows, feeling that things were not so simple.

When the merchants grew bored and retreated, Lady Bauhinia looked at Heel, who was standing nearby, and asked, “Where’s Black Spirit?”

Heel shrugged, looking innocent. “I searched the entire Black Gold City and even his room, but I found nothing except for a pair of holey socks.”

“Do you mean he packed up his stuff and ran away?”

Lady Bauhinia frowned.

Heel nodded. “I think that’s right. Even though his contract with the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce will last two more years, just like mine? ”

Black Rose beside them spoke up coldly, “Once this is over, I’ll personally cut his head off!”

That’s right, but that would have to wait until everything is over

Looking down at the undead army standing motionless like dry wood below, Lady Bauhinia felt little confidence.

Their numbers were simply overwhelming.

As she pondered her predicament, Black Rose brought in a baking-hot plate of freshly baked bread along with some jam and smoked meat.

“It’s time to eat.”

“Thank you!”

Taking the plate from Black Rose’s hand, Lady Bauhinia placed it directly onto the city walls and skillfully cut the warm bread with a dining knife.

She then spread the extremely rare and precious pink jam from Dragon Bone Wasteland onto the bread. Being picky in this aspect, she only ate the best strawberry jam.

For Lady Bauhinia, a sumptuous breakfast was the start of every day.

But as soon as she took a bite of her favorite jam-filled bread, she frowned and spat the half-eaten piece out.

“What’s wrong?”

Black Rose looked at her with concern, while Lady Bauhinia wondered, “Strange, has the jam gone bad? The taste seems different from before

Forget it, I’ll only eat the smoked meat today. You can throw this bottle of jam away for me.”

Thus, Black Rose casually tossed the bottle of jam off the city wall, hitting the head of a skeleton soldier.

The attacked skeleton seemed puzzled as it looked up, then lowered its head once more, remaining motionless.

After finishing her smoked meat, Lady Bauhinia noticed that Heel was absentmindedly staring at her own bread, seemingly without appetite.

Perhaps it was because she had been scared by recent events; after all, Heel was still just a child.

Lady Bauhinia didn’t think much more about it.

Another day and night passed in this manner.

By the following morning, some people had already noticed something amiss.

Many people who had previously been in good health suddenly turned pale, as if covered in ashes, and their bodies became weak.

Meanwhile, there weren’t enough toilets in Black Gold City, so many people with urgent needs simply undressed and relieved themselves right on the streets.

In these urgent times, even gender was disregarded.

But under these circumstances, it was doubtful that anyone would have any indecent thoughts.

Many merchants’ masters were affected, but they were of high status, so they naturally had special disposal facilities and medical priests.

Even Lady Bauhinia was no exception; she had been feeling uncomfortable and unwell since the previous night.

From various signs, it seemed that her symptoms were similar to those of ordinary people outside, but they were not as severe.

Everyone in the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce was showing signs of illness, with varying degrees of severity. The only exception was Heel.

It wasn’t until Lady Bauhinia called Heel to inquire that she learned the only difference between them was that from the day before, Heel hadn’t eaten anything or even taken a sip of water.

Could there be a problem with the food?

As Lady Bauhinia considered this, Heel hesitated before admitting, “I can’t be sure, but I feel like the food is somehow different from before. It looks somewhat dirty and unsanitary.”