"Welcome," when he came to the gate of the so-called slum, Dawn Star found that things might be a little different from what he thought. There is no such mess in the slum as imagined, and there is no such situation that ponies guard against each other. At least that's what he saw at the door.
"What's going on?" asked the master.
"I think the information I collected before may not be of any use. After all, it is a book a few years ago, and its timeliness is not high." Dawn Xingchen waved his hooves at the horse saying hello to show his kindness, "but it will be more convenient for us to move. Let's go and understand this so-called slum by the way."
The ponies who greeted them before signaled that they should follow them closely, and the horses walked towards a tall building in the center of the slum.
On the way, the dawn stars are thoughtful. "My original plan was to escape from the prison, escape to the slum, rest for a while, and then turn back, quietly save some ponies that we trusted and could, and then escape from the underground city... Well, that's all for the time being. As for our actions in the royal city, we'll think about it later."
When the big fighter heard the self talk of the dawn stars, he was puzzled and asked, "How can you be so sure that every step is just in your plan?"
"Because this plan is just a rough template." Dawn Star smiled. "Prisons can't trap us naturally, so this step can be easily done. What do you think is the threat of our actions in the slums?"
The big fighter thought for a while and found that it was true, because the original composition of the underground slum was: slaves, beggars and other ponies. "But what if there are ponies like us? They run out of prison and then go to the slum, and you see the scene in the slum now."
"I have considered this before. Before the pony came, the life here must be terrible. It's the kind of life where one has never had another meal. In prison, although freedom and ability are limited, there are no other restrictions. So it's not easy to get out of the comfort zone."
Dawn Star pointed to the orderly appearance around and then said, "There are only two possibilities for the slum to have such a picture. One is that the bottom ponies spontaneously form a society, but the probability is not high. The other is that... you said so, but whatever the reason, it does not have much impact on our purpose."
"Well," the big fighter nodded, "indeed, if he can transform the slum into this, he will know which of the options of 'let's take a rest and leave' and 'fight against the three of us' is more beneficial to him."
"I can't see that you can think of this step."
Dawn Star teased, but the other party was not happy at once. "What do you mean?"
"If you can use your brain like this before you kick the door open, we can have another lunch."
"It's not easy for me to be sentimental..." The big fighter muttered to himself, but in a twinkling he adjusted himself and asked his last question. "What about finding some trustworthy and capable ponies in prison in your plan? You know they are criminals, don't you?"
"Ha ha..." Dawn Star gave a funny look at the big fighter, then stopped laughing, "Are you a criminal?"
"Of course not... I understand..."
"Don't forget that the criminal ponies in the underground city were sent by the nobles in the royal city."
"Then how can you ensure that you can definitely bring them into the gang? According to your own words, in prison only limits their freedom and ability. Maybe many ponies have adapted to this life and are unwilling to go out for adventure. What should you do in this situation?"
"That's why you are a knight." Dawn Star patted his head.
"Hmm?"
"The criminal ponies in the underground city were sent by the nobles in the royal city. There may be ponies of the kind you said, but there are definitely ponies who want to return to the royal city. Their grievances and hatred in their hearts are enough to sustain them until now."
"Everyone, here we are." The leading pony turned his head and said, then motioned for the dawn stars to enter the building.
"My name is Stan, and I'm an ordinary swordsman. If you need anything to use me, I'll be in the room at the door." Before leaving, Stan said a few words in the ear of Dawn Star. No doubt, he heard the conversation before Dawn Star.
"Well, let's go in." Dawn Star pretended not to hear his speech and urged his teammates to take action.
"Can he be trusted?" asked the cake monster. As a thief, excellent listening is an essential foundation.
"I don't know. It's hard to say as far as the situation is concerned," Dawn Star answered truthfully. "I think this building is a place like the Administrative Office, and that guy's duty is to bring new residents to this place. As for the purpose of doing this? I don't know, maybe it's to distribute work."
"Pa pa pa"
Clear applause entered the ears of the horses of the dawn stars.
"Seriously, this stem has been played badly, and it will make you look like a villain," said Dawn Xingchen.
"But not in this dungeon, which is my original creation." The pony came out of the darkness, sat on the office chair, and drove the blue crystal on his desk. This is a kind of luminous energy. The whole slum and even the whole dungeon can be bright only by this magical blue crystal.
"As for the villain, I don't think so. I changed the appearance of this slum and the way of life of the pony here."
"So what do you want to do with us?" Dawn Xingchen is not interested in this guy's boasting of his "great achievements". He just wants to sleep and recover his strength.
"Don't worry, you are not an exception. Every new pony will come here and I will assign work to them." The pony put his hoof on the table, "of course, this is not mandatory, but if you don't work, you can't get money to buy food."
"You can create such a small society. To be honest, you are really great." The dawn stars praised.
"Thank you, but it won't let me assign you a better job. I treat every pony equally, no matter where you come from, what your identity is, and no special treatment. This is what I, Teren Garry, should do." Although he enjoys this feeling, he can't show half of it on his face. Maybe this is what bothers him.
Wait. When I come back, you will regret it. Let the royal city stay in your hoof for a few more days.