After the Strange Talk Prevails

　　 It took two days to rearrange the team, during which Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan returned to the western market of Qingzhou City.

　　 Because of the exposure of their identities, Zhang Wei contacted other people as the transporters of the convoy, and their identities changed from passengers to bodyguards. The identities of the two hermits were still hidden, and their identities were mercenaries with superb marksmanship.

Zhou Ming sat in a brand new truck and headed to Sanyang Village again. Wang Siyan, who was sitting next to him, fell asleep, leaning his head on his shoulder, drool and sweat soaked a piece of clothing on his shoulder, and his arm was close to his body. The part is sweat, hot and humid.

　　 He didn't understand why Wang Siyan could still fall asleep in such a hot environment and sleep so soundly.

　　 "Young man, is she your girlfriend?" asked an uncle sitting opposite.

　　 Zhou Ming shook his head: "It's a good friend."

Uncle 　　 looked at Zhou Ming deeply with the look of someone who came by, smiled and nodded, with "I understand" written on his face.

　　 Zhou Ming was too lazy to explain to the other party, turning his head to look at the open car door, the dust raised from the tires pulled out a long khaki trail behind the car, sitting in the car and looking out, there was nothing else but the vast Gobi.

　　 "It's really desolate, it wasn't like that when I was a kid." The familiar uncle said casually, "Although the rumors of strange stories have appeared in reality when I was born, then at least that time the city did not have the high walls you see now.

"When my father took me out of the city to my hometown when I was young, we still walked on the road. There were street lights on both sides of the road and electricity was also connected at night. At that time, the villages and cities were connected by roads...Unlike now, as long as they are decent once out of the city. There are no roads.

　　 "Since you two are members of the escort, you must be good at it, but I promise you absolutely don't know something!"

Uncle 　　 looked at Zhou Ming triumphantly.

　　 Zhou Ming smiled slightly: "What is it?"

　　 "The past era! The legendary golden age, the era where the strange story will not become a reality!" The uncle's eyes beamed.

Zhou Ming lowered his head and still smiled. He didn't care. He was not interested in the golden age in the other party's mouth. If the age in his mouth could be the golden age, then the place where Zhou Ming lived before passing through should be called heaven, and the Gregorian calendar should be called heaven. era.

　　 Seeing that Zhou Ming is not interested, the man is even more enthusiastic: "I will ask you, have you read horror novels! Real horror novels!"

　　 "Uncle, why do you think it became like this?"

　　 "Of course it is because of the monsters that will appear inexplicably." The familiar uncle found that Zhou Ming was not interested in his own horror novels, but began to talk about these fake and empty topics, and became a little lacking in interest.

　　 Zhou Ming then asked: "How do you think we can go back to the past era without the monster disappearing?"

　　 "I don't know about this. It's probably dependent on weird scientists. This is not something I can figure out." After the man said, he closed his eyes and went to rest.

　　 Zhou Ming retracted his gaze and looked outside again.

　　 He began to understand a little bit why the world became like this.

　　 After seeing the face of the new world, Zhou Ming's original three-view perception began to undergo subtle changes.

　　 When he first came across, Zhou Ming felt that the elements that allowed modern society to exist were education, technology, and most importantly human empathy.

　　Education ensures that people’s average intelligence is elevated. This has many benefits, but for society, the most important thing is to optimize the efficiency of information exchange between people.

　　Technology has improved productivity, so that people do not have to fight physically for survival and make society more stable.

Empathy is the increasing level of human morality. Lineage theory is no longer recognized, male superiority is no longer recognized, and differences between races are no longer recognized. This prevents some people from unreasonable to other people. Tumbling.

　　 But after coming to this world, Zhou Ming found out that he was wrong.

　　The most fundamental element that allows modern society to exist is not education and technology, nor an ever-increasing morality, but violence.

　　 According to Zhou Ming's understanding, the level of science and technology and productivity of this society are comparable to his original world, and in some respects even more advanced.

　　 But the achievement of these two standards did not bring a stable and orderly environment to the world. Everything collapsed because there was no brutal violence that could suppress all.

　　 Zhou Ming thought about it, and the only conclusion he came to was that ordinary weapons made by humans lost their original suppressive power.

　　Heat weapons are not threatening to weirdness, and they are weak to conjurers, and this situation will not change with the increase of firepower. The AK47 can't kill monsters, even if a nuclear bomb is dropped, it will not help.

　　 This sad reality prevents the management organization composed of ordinary people who rely on these powers from being able to deter enough individuals with powerful powers, and it also makes it impossible to establish rules.

　　 Once there are no rules in society, there is no way to talk about order.

The knock-on effect caused by this result is that ordinary people lose their sense of security in life. When human beings become insecure, their motivation to engage in production will also plummet. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com will eventually be like this. the result of-

　　The people inside the wall live in the reinforced concrete jungle, enjoying the convenience of water, electricity and heating, while the people in the wilderness are lighting candles. The battery is an expensive luxury, and they are exhausted all day long.

　　Even if the national government has the ability to build high-standard infrastructure in the wilderness, it will not last long.

　　Because the wilderness environment is harsh, if you do not have the ability to protect your property, then others will destroy or take possession of your property.

　　 What is ridiculous is that in this situation, the "weapons" with effective suppressive power that the government can rely on are not guns and gunpowder, but a living person, that is, the hermit.

　　 But because the Hermit is not an item that can be mass-produced at will, like a gun, it cannot replace the status of a war weapon.

　　 This also puts an end to the possibility that all regions can enjoy the same security guarantee. The government can only guarantee the social stability of key areas, but other places can do nothing.

　　So, inside the high wall, the public security order is similar to the old times, while outside the wall is a chaotic world.

　　 Zhou Ming thinks this is very sad.

　　 The animal nature of humans can only be suppressed by violence. After the absolute violence is lost, the group can no longer rise to a unified will.

　　 This is the sorrow of this weird era, and it is inevitable.

　　 "This world is derailed." Zhou Ming muttered to himself while looking at the vast Gobi.

　　 "Hiss!"

　　 Wang Siyan took a drool and woke up from a deep sleep.

She raised her head, combed the hair stuck to her forehead with sweat, and then looked at her "pillow". After seeing that the "pillow" was full of her own saliva, she reached out apologetically to help wipe it. Clean...To be precise, it helps Zhou Ming to wipe it evenly.