You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 303: The Destruction of Civilization ( words)

Ikehei saved Rachel, and although she was horrified, she was happy afterwards;
Ikehira got some of the information he wanted, and he was happy.

The only unhappy ones were the three monsters that Chi Ping had shoveled away. Or rather, the three people with special abilities in a certain civilization.

Their leader was a middle-aged strong man with a bald head and totemic tattoos covering most of his body.

Judging from their facial features, all three looked ferocious, but the bald man had more complex tattoos, and it was worth noting that he had three golden lines on his head.

The other two people only have two tattoos on other parts of their bodies, which should be tattoos to show their identities.

They witnessed Chi Ping's shovel blow and felt that the strong wind in the wilderness was not as strong as the wind from that punch.

The moment the monster raised his hand and punched, all the strong winds in the space swept towards them!

What kind of attack was this?
People in the tribe are less educated, but most of them respect strength.

The golden lines on their heads are linked to their strength.

The people in the tribe didn’t come up with a system for rating abilities. They only knew that if they were stronger, they would get an extra bar.

This monster in front of me who is punching is probably at the level of twenty or thirty bars?

In their tribe, a monster this strong could marry eight strong and fertile wives. In the current apocalypse, there is no limit on the number of wives.

I'm afraid I'm going to die here, right?
As soon as the thought of death came to their mind, they fell safely to the ground.

"What a strong monster." The burly man with three golden lines staggered to his feet, and he didn't know how many bones were broken in his body. He said with difficulty.

"But Captain Basang didn't kill us." One of the younger brothers was also rubbing the bruises on his body.

Three-bar Basang nodded, and another younger brother added: "He didn't appear in the prophecy either."

When mentioning the prophet, Basang showed a worried expression, and the wrinkles on his forehead buried the three golden stripes in the ravines.

The cold wind blew, and he felt his scalp was a little cold. He rubbed his forehead fiercely and said:
"Go back and don't tell the prophet."

They came out hunting because the prophet told them that monsters had spawned in the air-raid shelter area.

The good news is that they indeed ran into Rachel and her companions who came to collect food;

The bad news is that Chi Ping is not in the prophet's prophecy.

The prophet's predictions have always been 100% accurate, but there is a fatal flaw, that is, their accuracy comes from the prophet's confidence.

The more confident she is in her divination, the more accurate the results will be.

But the problem was that the prophet had an extremely low self-esteem. If she had known that her divination was not only inaccurate but had nearly cost the lives of three tribal warriors, she would have probably committed suicide to apologize.

In a tribe where the strong are respected, the prophet is an exception.

The prophet's personal style is incompatible with the overall style of the doomsday world, and he relies entirely on the muscular men in the tribe for support.

Basang returned to the tribe with two of his men. When everyone saw that he had no spoils of war, they understood.

Their tribe lived in a dense steel jungle. There was a small wooden house beside the lake in the center of the jungle. In the wooden house lived the hope of the entire tribe - the Prophet.

Basang and his men waited at the door of the cabin for notification. After a moment, a somewhat milky and timid voice came from inside:

"Please, please come in, Warrior Basang."

Basang led the way in. Opposite the door stood a large wooden chair, made from a single old tree root and covered with the fur of an unknown beast.

Sitting on the chair was a little girl of about five or six years old, who looked fair and tender, with round, sparkling eyes.

Such a cute little girl, the big cat sitting under Ikehira can eat several of them in one bite.

Seeing Basang come in, the little prophet immediately stood up from her seat. Her legs were not long enough, so she had to turn around and lie on the seat, then use her feet to reach the ground.

Basang hurried over to support her, fearing that she might sprain her ankle.

"Warrior Basang, how was the hunt?" the young prophet asked, her voice distinctly childish. There was a hint of nervousness in her voice, her hands clutching the hem of her clothes as she waited for Basang's response.

"Just as you said, we encountered monsters in the cave and killed them."

"That's great!" The little prophet jumped for joy. "I was worried that my predictions would be wrong and cause you trouble."

"How could that be?" Basang knelt on one knee and placed his bald head in the palm of the little prophet: "You are the beacon of the tribe."

"No!" The little prophet's face turned a little red.

She was shy for a while before she said, "There are a lot of supplies in the monster's lair in the south. I'll have to trouble Warrior Basang to take people there to get them."

"I'll follow your instructions," Basang replied. "Do I need to notify the other tribes?"

"Senior Yan Gui said he would go there in person." Xiaoxian knew.

"The Apostle of Fire?" Basang stood up and said, "That's great."

The Apostle of Flame, an apostle under the throne of the mythical god of war. His status is equivalent to that of the prophets and chiefs of other tribes.

"I can predict good or bad luck for you!" The little prophet waved his little fist.

"Really? Thank you so much!" I have to say that Basang is an excellent supporting actor.

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"boom!"

A violent explosion filled Rachel's small basement.

A second before the explosion, Rachel had already crawled out nimbly.

In order to kill the powerful monster (Chi Ping), she blew up the small home she had worked so hard to build.

Most of her things were past their expiration date, except for the explosives.

The violent impact and scorching heat turned the small space into a hellish scene. Inside was a treasure she had exchanged for the supplies she had accumulated over the past three years.

A small fuel-air bomb, this type of bomb can burn the air in an instant and create a temperature of over 1,500 degrees Celsius.

It only takes a moment to kill most people with special abilities.

Parts of an ordinary person's body would instantly vaporize at 1,500 degrees Celsius. It could even effectively kill an A-level ability user if it could hit them.

The moment the explosion happened, Rachel's heart was bleeding.

Because years of accumulation and some daily necessities have turned into ashes at this moment.

But when she saw Chi Ping, who was in good health, sitting on a stone bench in an abandoned park not far away, holding the compressed dry food that she had collected with great effort in her hand.

Her heart finally died.

The monster took a bite of the dry food and looked at her and said:

"Do you want to soak this in water? It's too dry."

The moment Rachel saw him, she forgot her fear and ran away, then bumped into the man-eating tiger.

The man-eating tiger was about to swallow Rachel in one gulp, but the next second, a small crack appeared in the space above its head. Chi Ping's right hand passed through the spatial crack and hit the man-eating tiger's head with a steel-like bang.

The man-eating tiger immediately became obedient.

"I ask, you answer." Chi Ping said to Rachel, "Of course, you can run again, but before you run, I hope you can tell me the location of the nearby fortress or bunker.

"Otherwise, it will be very troublesome for me to find the next living person." In the doomsday world, there is basically no moral standard here, only weighing the pros and cons.

Chi Ping could understand Rachel's decision to attack the unknown "monster" first, but if she had already taken action and was unwilling to share some information with Chi Ping, it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

Rachel could only nod blankly. Behind her, the hot breath of the man-eating tiger hit the back of his neck, making her feel a little itchy.

With just one bite, the killer tiger could bite off her head.

The two talked for a while, and Chi Ping learned from her that in her perspective, Chi Ping was a hideous monster.

The person chasing her today is also a monster.

This is interesting. Why does the pursuer seem normal to me, but a monster to Rachel?
There was one thing Ikehira could confirm, that the reason Rachel could understand what he said was because of the [Ruins Traveler].

After he closed the entry, Rachel could only hear meaningless growls when he spoke again.

Now the question is, the term [Ruins Traveler] is more effective in the scope of "communication".

Then why aren’t those being tracked monsters?
After thinking for two seconds, the most likely answer is the entry for [true love].

[Love (A+): You and the person associated with this entry become partners with a deep emotional bond. You and your partner (the person associated with you) share the ability "Dark Vision" and the entry "Eyes of Truth."]

【Related object: Mang】

Dark Vision: Omitted

[Eyes of Truth: Possessing the ability to see the essence of things, able to break through most interference and see the true meaning of things.]

[Eyes of Truth] is probably an ability (entry) derived from Mang's own characteristics.

It was this entry that allowed Chi Ping to see the real monsters outside the fog!
So let’s continue to delve deeper based on this reasoning.

Everything outside the mist of every millennium-long civilization is not a monster, but a real person? It is another millennium-long civilization.

And the so-called millennium catastrophe is nothing more than a fight between two thousand-year-old civilizations?

But this wasn't right, because in a one-on-one fight, apart from a few cases of mutual destruction, there would always be a winner. However, all the thousand-year-old civilizations Chi Ping had heard of perished in the millennial catastrophe.

There is basically no winner, what's going on?

Did the Unknowable personally end up like this? But why did He have to end up like this?

What's the purpose? It's impossible to spend so much effort just to watch civilizations fight each other, right?
How could a higher being be so boring?

In addition to the truth about the destruction of civilization, there is another question:
On the other side of the boundary gate is the Federation world of the year 716; on this side of the boundary gate is the Federation world of the year 1007. This is so strange.

Logically speaking, the gate travels through space, but the current situation is like traveling through time.

This is very wrong.

There is still too little useful information. Rachel is just an opposition person with special abilities. If she wants to know more of the truth, she still has to find the top leaders of the World United Government.

So, Chi Ping asked:
"Where is the nearest bunker or fortress?"

Rachel thought for a moment and said, "South, they often recruit people there."

"hiring?"

This made Chi Ping a little confused. Logically speaking, the World United Government should be in a situation where there are few supplies and many people. Why is it still recruiting people?

"Recruit people with special abilities." Rachel said, "Those who were kicked out when they were young, after experiencing life and death, some of them awakened their abilities like me. They want to recruit them back."

Ikehira thought for a moment and then understood.

Those who have awakened their abilities should also be willing to go back, because the conditions offered by the World United Government are definitely better than those in the wild.

Most of the recruits will not resent the coalition government that abandoned them.

The reason is simple: when you have enough supplies, you can consider love, hate, and vengeance;

When supplies are scarce, people generally only consider profits.

"Every time they recruit people, they exile some ordinary people to save supplies," Rachel added.

"Then why don't you go?" Chi Ping asked.

"I'm looking for my parents," Rachel said. "They're old and exiled."

She had been living away from home since she was six years old and was somewhat malnourished. The cold wind blew, and the loose clothes immediately outlined her slender and frail body.

This is most likely what the end of the world will be like. Rachel's parents will be exploited for their labor when they are in their prime.

Once Rachel becomes a qualified laborer or awakens, she will have the opportunity to enter the bunker. Her parents, who have been exploited to death, will no longer be of any use to her and, like her in her childhood, will become disposable.

Morality is only considered in times of peace, and only values are considered in times of doom.

Chi Ping remained silent and threw the compressed dry food in his hand to Rachel:
"Take a break and come with me to the southern fortress."

Rachel quickly took the compressed dry food, and some crumbs fell on her clothes and the ground. She picked them up and put them carefully into her mouth.

Then he put the more complete part into his pocket.

Then, she did something that Chi Ping did not expect:

That is to take off clothes, and while taking off clothes, he said: "It's a bit cold here. If possible, I hope we can find a place to do it indoors."

Chi Ping was stunned for a moment before confirming that the "do" she said was what he understood as "do".

But why is it so abrupt?

Rachel continued:

"People in the wild believe in equal exchange. As the old saying goes, 'If someone shows kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.'

"You saved me and didn't kill me.

"I don't have anything for you to steal, so all you have is—"

Ikehira coughed quickly to mute the last word.

What kind of tiger-wolf talk is this?
But from Rachel's perspective, and based on the rules of the apocalypse, what she said was not wrong.

In the end times, sexual resources are also a kind of resource.

After all, Chi Ping's thinking is backward and conservative.

While she was stunned, Rachel had taken off all her clothes except for a thin set of underwear.

Most of her clothes were picked up and didn't fit her well. The wide necklines revealed large areas of her snow-white skin.

Logically speaking, people who are always busy and running around will look very old.

But Rachel is in her youth, and with the physique of a person with special abilities, her skin looks very vibrant.

But she shivered violently in the cold wind, her brows furrowed, her eyes shifting, a hint of timidity and fear evident.

Seeing her expression, Chi Ping thought she was regretful and was about to speak up.

But Rachel hesitated and said:
"You, are a male monster?"

(End of this chapter)