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... silver coins.
Corpses were only worth five copper coins...
The four of them worked together, tied the young man up, threw him on the cart hidden in the corner, and dragged everything back to the outpost.
"Blue clothes... Are you from a shelter?!" the young man yelled, but no one replied.
With a horrified expression on his face, the young man watched himself being rolled past the concrete wall and sent to the side of the granary.
Finally, the cart stopped. ...
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