Star of Civilization

"Last night, you all saw my methods, right?" Joyna said coldly, "Do you know why I can easily kill the sand bandit with a gun, and that monster?"

Everyone looked at her in shock, and the thought in their hearts was about to come out.

Mutant - this woman is also a mutant!

Joyner clenched her fists together and made a crunching sound. During the speech, a touch of bright red hair stood out from the cloak and floated in the air, looking extremely terrifying.

"You, you are..."

The old man was so frightened that he was about to run backwards, but he tripped under his feet, and the moment his legs were soft, a dog gnawed at the mud.

But just as his face was about to touch the ground, a hand stretched out like lightning and grabbed the back of the old man, preventing him from falling.

"Listen to me all!"

In an instant, Joyna's voice clearly reached everyone's ears, causing everyone's brains to "buzz".

"As you can see, I'm also a mutant killer, and my mission is to go to the Hidden Sand Castle." She looked around at everyone with cold eyes, and the powerful aura that burst out was suffocating.

"Now to tell you the truth, I need you to act with me and cooperate with me unconditionally."

As soon as these words came out, Joyna really saw the incomparable fear in people's eyes.

These people are completely freaked out!

"Do you understand?" After asking, she immediately added ruthlessly, "If anyone dares to object, I promise to crush his throat, like crushing this stone!"

After the reverberation echoed, the wilderness was suddenly silent.

Everyone's face was ashen, and even the atmosphere did not dare to come out. Some people were so frightened that they immediately knelt on the ground, their foreheads touching the ground and they dared not raise their heads;

Joyna's complacent eyes were immediately overwhelmed by disgust... She knew that she had no way out now.

As a tiny human being, she once had illusions about this era. But now, the fantasy is broken, and she is shocking.

No matter what era it is, the masses are all admirers, authoritative, and human.

Now they have nothing, and only follow their own way, this one road. His words showed great lethality to the refugees.

At this moment, these people succumbed to their own lewd power, and she actually realized what it was like to be a sand bandit thug—sometimes a lot of eloquent teaching was discarded, but a word of deterrence was more effective.

In fact, Georgina knew very well in her heart: Threatening with force, which seemed to be arrogant, was actually a false crown of nothingness.

This is a method that I only use when I have to. Good for a while, but not everywhere.

If there is a stronger person who is stronger than him, his prestige will disappear immediately, and it will even bring unexpected huge reaction.

The civilization accumulated by mankind for thousands of years is degenerating. Just as some people are strong and others are weak, with those with authority, others become slaves to authority. Thinking of the ecology of human beings in the hidden sand castle, the problem is very clear. The reason why the thugs condone the slave trade must be a powerful force supporting system.

The violence, intimidation, and deterrence contained in this system are the unique products of this era. The mob leader must have turned the means of intimidation into some kind of coercion.

Deterrence of others can show itself as stronger, and once someone becomes addicted to this practice, it becomes an unstoppable rule. Violence began to spread for no reason and was staged everywhere, like a loaded weapon thrown into the street, and everyone, whether thugs or good people, could use it, and gradually it became a culture of advocating force.

For the tyrannical and greedy creditors, force becomes a kind of relief;

It provides a shield to those who are afraid of being threatened;

It offers rewards to those who want to reap the benefits;

To those who hate others, it provides a compensation;

To evil people, it becomes a "legitimate" force again.

Being mutilated by the same kind is almost a "privilege" of highly intelligent creatures, and it is also something deeply embedded in human genes.

Brutal violence - that's what everyone believes in these days. In this era, the person with the biggest fist can be the king, and everyone will do anything to survive. In this way, do people in this world still have the so-called order and conscience?

Thinking of this, a wave of hatred surged up, Joyna couldn't help sweating, her hands and feet were cold.

Although she succeeded in getting these people to listen to her, she was not happy at all, instead she hated her actions.

Joyna's eyes widened, scowling in anger.

There were anger, sadness, disappointment in his eyes... all kinds of complicated emotions were mixed together, and he didn't know how to vent.

Her anger suddenly burst into murderous intent: Why not just kill all these people?

But this is only in my mind after all. The anger only lasted for a while, and Joyna began to feel sad - she remembered her previous promise, everyone who died here will be her responsibility, her hand will never be stained with their blood.

Joyner didn't speak anymore, and didn't really hit the killer. She just ordered everyone to get in the car with cold eyes, and drove the little boy into the barbed wire cage.

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At noon, the sun is shining.

The temperature difference in the wilderness is extremely large, and it is estimated that most of it is due to the scarce vegetation here. The surrounding is still very desolate, and you may not see a few living creatures if you walk all day and night.

But Joyna knew that this place was not far from the Hidden Sand Castle. Because she calculated distance, speed and bearing and found some signs of human activity nearby.

These signs include incomplete roads left over from previous civilizations, traces of the foundations of buildings, rudimentary stone piles built along the roadside, and wood piles after felling.

Joyner clenched the steering wheel and drove the truck cautiously, as some hills appeared in the distance. She was afraid that the guards of the hidden sand castle would patrol nearby, so she was ready for battle at any time.

Not long after ~www.readwn.com~ she entered a difficult mountain road.

There seemed to be only this road to pass in front of her. When Joyna was hesitating whether to move on, she saw a dark entrance on the road in the valley ahead, which seemed to be a tunnel.

"Yo--"

With a thought, Joyna immediately parked the truck under a hill, and went to the hill to find a commanding height and observe it carefully.

"It doesn't look like a natural cave, it should be a real tunnel, right?"

"It doesn't matter, let's go and have a look first."

In Joyna's character, she never wanted to wait, and the truck started again and drove forward.

She soon came to the valley, and the plants in front of her were much more than in the wilderness, almost forming a rare forest.

In order to see more clearly, she carefully and quickly crossed the side of the woods, and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing, and the strange breath shocked her.