Mystery Makes Me Strong

After Miria was silent for a while, she looked behind her.

Hey, where is Mr. Cat?

She wanted to be ashamed and ask for a little help.

But I didn't expect that the other party had disappeared long ago.

Nonsense, since the situation is stable, the big cat naturally wants to hide, so as not to come to it if there is nothing to do, and waste its time.

Wen Rensheng wanted to teach a tool man, not an ancestor.

Now they can only choose one of two options, either choose the one with high risk, but it is possible for all of them to be rescued, or the one that is already insane, but it is more likely that all of them will die.

Either choose the one with low risk, but it will drive most people crazy, and only a few people can be saved in the end.

This is in line with the laws of economic investment. Those with large returns generally have high risks, and those with small risks generally have small returns; .

Professor Malley looked at the nun, how should the other party choose?

It's not about good or evil, it's not about light and dark, it's a gray area.

"I decided that people need to know the truth, and they should have the right to choose." Miria finally made a decision.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Professor Malley saw the other party's silver-white sledgehammer flash a grayish-white color, and its luster dimmed. This was obviously not a good omen.

What does it mean?

Could it be that the opponent's ability has declined?

In Mr. Cat's lecture before, he mentioned the matter of aliens, that is, if the aliens do behaviors that do not fit their own aliens, their strength will decline.

For example, if the owner of the seed of anger eats fast and recites Buddha every day, others slap the right cheek, stick out the left cheek, and spit on himself... It won't take many days for the alien species to decline, and it may even leave him.

This is common sense in the heterogeneous world, but to ordinary people, it is extremely mysterious knowledge.

He immediately asked: "What's going on? Could it be that your alien species is not satisfied with your choice?"

"I don't know either, did I do something wrong?" Miria asked nervously.

She wholeheartedly pursues the bright, isn't the choice just now bright?

Isn't it the right choice to let everyone know the truth?

Miley thought about it carefully, and suddenly said: "I see, you seem to be giving back the right to choose to those people, but those people themselves have been affected by the grotesque, and it is impossible to make wise choices. In other words, you are actually Abandoning one's own responsibility, handing over the chance of salvation to a grotesque mysterious disaster..."

"Is that so? I understand." Miria suddenly realized.

She thought about it again, gritted her teeth and said, "I know what to do."

She resisted the sledgehammer and came to the dining room.

Ever since she expressed her intention to destroy the restaurant, the survivors on the island ate and slept here one after another.

Even if someone senses that something is wrong, it is still tacit.

Because what the professor can think of, they can think of too.

Food isn't enough, and without restaurants that automatically renew food, most people are at cannibalism.

And obviously, people like them couldn't beat the nun.

At this time, when everyone saw the nun rushing over, they stood up one by one and took up defensive weapons.

Although everyone has worked together these days and established some cooperative relationships, there is still no mutual trust.

In fact, this is ridiculous. If Milia shows enough violence, these people will submit instead and unite instead.

But it was precisely because she was kicked out by these people that these people knew her weakness and would never obey her again.

"Everyone listen to me, the food in this restaurant is actually..." Milia still told the truth.

This surprised the professor. Could it be that the other party didn't understand what he meant?

In this desperate situation, what is needed is coercive power, not the wisdom of the people.

"We eat human beings?" someone whispered.

"So what? Anyway, we can survive." Someone's eyes flashed red slightly.

"But according to her, eating people will make you crazy! And there is a precedent for this." Some people got scared, and they quietly put down their chairs and left the restaurant.

There were probably three or four of these people, and they were the first few who were persuaded by the professor to work.

Although they also ate meat, they still try to eat some wild fruits to fill their stomachs, so the impact is less.

They are not those guys who are completely anti-intellectual, and they still understand that what a professor may say may make more sense.

Seeing this, Miria nodded, and then said to the others: "Very well, it seems that you have all made a decision. I am here to make a judgment in the name of light. You have turned to the devil, cannibalized and unrepentant, I rule you guilty!"

After finishing speaking, the sledgehammer in her hand suddenly shone brightly, and without any hesitation, she rushed forward and knocked down one after another!

"Tie them all up..." she ordered decisively at the same time.

The professor and a few people who were awake quickly tied up those who had fainted with ropes.

The professor was shocked, and only then did he realize that this seemingly weak nun was actually a great woman with real determination and strength, just like Joan of Arc.

The other party dared to kill.

That's right, a guy who is obsessed with obsession has to use strength to deal with it, not by mouth.

This is the way of light.

He is a professor, he knows a lot of history, and many civilizations that have flourished have succeeded only by relying on concentrated strength and correct decisions.

"What are you doing? We have committed no crime..."

"You're playing with fire, woman!"

Some people even took out their pistols or even semi-automatic rifles and shot at Miria crazily.

However, they made a huge mistake.

Anyone who does this, their end is not to pass out, but to meat sauce!

And those bullets hit Miria's body and were all ejected, just like hitting a King Tiger tank.

Those people panicked, and only then did they understand the true power of the aliens.

"Is this still a human being? Is this already comparable to half a Superman?" Professor McLeary was also shocked.

He also vaguely understood that in the mysterious era of the future, the human pattern will undergo unprecedented changes.

He hoped that he could adapt to this change and not be eliminated by natural selection.

In previous eras, although aliens were also very powerful, they could not completely override ordinary people, and they could not ignore the will of ordinary people, so they established a system that was compatible with ordinary people.

But the future is not like this. The relationship between ordinary people and aliens is just like the relationship between ordinary people and Greek gods in the golden age of ancient Greek mythology.

Ordinary people only have the right to worship, obey, travel, and believe, but they no longer have the ability to restrict, resist, or promote.

The turmoil and damage caused by this change is probably much stronger than the disaster.

Talent is the existence that is best at killing people.