Caesar shrunk his body and curled up on the steel throne. His sharp claws gently rubbed the smooth armrest. He was too big, and it was difficult to maintain his original form. Imagine what a moving 50-meter-tall mountain would look like. This guy's every move would bring great disaster to the surrounding creatures. So, without needing to fight, Caesar began to use his psionic ability to compress his body and maintain a suitable form of about five to seven meters.
The shrinking of the body also brought about a change in temperament. Caesar was no longer majestic in this case, but this was what Luna liked. To be honest, if the big stupid dragon was too big, it would be daunting. Even she was the same. This was more intimate. This proposal was originally proposed by Luna.
Under the scorching afternoon sun, Caesar left the Royal Court.
Last night, under Luna's incessant pleas, Caesar had no choice but to agree to take her out to play. She wanted to take a stroll around the commoner's district that he had created but rarely stepped foot in.
Along the Yanan Street leading to the Royal Court, Caesar slowly walked out. The Blackwing Empire was not as deep, dark, and unbearable as described in the "Alien Threat Theory". Even close to the dragon's nest, the sun was still warm. Both sides of the road were full of swaying Yanan flowers, exuding a fragrance.
Compared to humans, whether it was dragons or clan monsters, they were indeed dirtier and smellier. But whether it was the Royal City or other areas of the Empire, the Empire officials would pay a sum of money to hire people to clean the city every day. These cleaners included humans and clans. Even with this system alone, the Blackwing Empire could not be compared to the highly developed The Rising Sun City, but it was definitely cleaner than the self-proclaimed civilized countries of Hejian County.
The Airadia people did not have the concept of an "epidemic" and called it a curse instead. So, it was difficult for them to have a complete concept of hygiene. Whether it was the northern countries that had disappeared or the Hejian County that still stood strong, these small countries rarely had private rooms (toilets) in the palace of the rulers of these small countries. To them, it was normal to urinate and defecate everywhere. The corners of the city streets were filled with human and animal feces, household garbage, and countless sewage flowed freely. When the accumulation reached an unbearable level, the rulers would let the mages remove all these things, but the city would then fall into a new cycle.
Only relatively developed countries like the trading city-states began to have public baths, sewers, garbage disposal and other necessary systems for the city. But even so, it could not change the fact that the people did not care about hygiene and liked to defecate and defecate everywhere. The various processes made Caesar instantly think of a ridiculous and funny story, and he could not help but grin.
In the trading city-state of Elante City, because the geographical location of the city hall was too close to the streets where the people lived, it led to the judges of the city hall being troubled by the stench of feces. In the third era, 1579, the local judges jointly proposed to the ruler of Elante City to try to prohibit the people from defecating and defecating in the streets around the city hall. As a result, it caused a large-scale riot.
A delegation led by a local craftsman went to the Lord's Mansion to protest the judges' violation of the sacred "Freedom Law" of the trading city-state. The people said, "Our fathers defecated here, now I'm defecating here, and my children will also defecate here in the future!"
Such words received widespread support at that time, and in the end, the battered city lord had to admit that the people of Elante City of the trading city-state were born with the right to defecate and defecate wherever they wanted!
On the other side of the continent, when the Blackwing Empire was first established, it had spent countless manpower and resources to build perfect public facilities for the people to use. In the meantime, the Northern Royal Court had also taught the people a new word: fertilization. Using feces to periodically water the crops, even without the blessing of the Earth God, they could still get a good harvest.
After knowing how to fertilize, farmers who picked up feces started to appear in the towns and villages. They were all hired for free, and could share the burden of cleaning the city.
Other than that, the Empire had also enacted several mandatory measures to reverse the bad habits of the clans and humans under its rule.
"Caesar!"
Luna poked her head out from the thorns on his back, just like when they were young. "You're giggling again. What are you thinking of?"
"Something interesting." Caesar continued to walk forward.
"Tell me! Tell me!"
The Marble Palace and Fragrant Garden were left behind, and Yanan Street had come to an end. Caesar talked to Luna as he turned towards the Cross Avenue. There was not only one Cross Avenue, but as its name suggested, it was formed by two intersecting main roads that ran through the entire Imperial City.
With the Royal Court standing in the middle as the core, it was divided into Upper Street, Lower Street, Left Street and Right Street, dividing the Imperial City into different areas for the people of different social classes and races to live in. Caesar and Luna walked aimlessly through the streets. Although they still attracted a lot of attention, it was not enough to cause a commotion.
After telling the story of Elante to the little one, Luna looked a little embarrassed. She did not get the Black Dragon's joke. "If that's the case, why do humans release their own feces?"
"Ah?"
Caesar was stunned for a moment, but then he remembered that human-like creatures were just a nickname given by humans to fairies and elves. Academically, such creatures were called "Goblins", and Goblins did not excrete. Otherwise, Garcia would have been hung upside down for seven days. Luna could not understand the meaning of the joke.
Luna did not ask further. After the Cross Avenue, it was not as strict and cold as Yanan Street. Both sides were gradually bustling. The Imperial City of the Black Wing was the largest city in the north. The streets were colorful and bustling.
Taverns, warehouses and casinos were next to each other along the streets. High-end and cheap brothels were closely connected. The streets of the entire city were connected into a continuous flow of people, trading day and night.
Skinny shepherds bent over, selling goat's milk in pots tied to their shoulders. Wild boar people stared at the people on the streets with rigid eyes, fiddling with the farm tools that were sold at their feet. Some of the Lizard and Frog people from the West Coast also came here, selling live sea fish in the common language.
The air was not only filled with the smell of barbecued meat and fried fish, but also the smell of hot asphalt and honey, more or less mixed with the smell of oil, spices and salt.
After turning a corner, the little one's attention was quickly attracted by other things. "Since when are there such vendors here? Pork sausages, cream vegetables … This barbecued meat with sauce smells good. Caesar, Caesar, I want to eat …"
"Since when did you like meat?"
Caesar turned his head to look at her. "And there are so many cooks in the palace. You can ask them to cook whatever you want."
"You don't understand. How can the food at home be better than outside?"
Luna stared at the barbecued meat on the street and begged, "Caesar, can you go and buy some? Now, as long as you are in the city, they will do business with the other races, even if it is a dragon."