Looking out the door, Colin saw two men standing there, one of whom was a slave and the other was a slave.

One of them held a horse lantern and worked diligently to protect it. Even though this was a "level five underground fortress" that even the lord-level distortions were difficult to break through, they did not take it lightly.

And inside the house, the gentle and inaudible breathing made Colin move his eyes.

Not far away, Shana leaned against a sofa and closed her eyes to rest.

But as the movement caused by Collin's rise, she clenched her fists and opened her eyes, bursting out a white light.

However, when she saw Colin sitting up, she was stunned and was about to speak, but Colin shook his head and stopped him.

"You keep resting."

Colin whispered, then rubbed his forehead and took out the parchment and looked at it.

Number of visitors to regional channels: 377.

One is talking about "perfect" numbers.

Because Colin remembers that there were 397 people yesterday, but now only twenty people have died...

It was not long before the fifth day, and many areas still retained about half of the number of people. The five-day demise that people initially guessed did not happen.

Of course, the things that those people said about the destruction of the second day, the destruction of the third day, and the destruction of the fourth day did not happen...

But compared to the past, something is a little wrong today.

Colin looked at the chat channel again. Whether it was the "region" or the "world", it seemed that there was no big problem.

There was no "knock" sound tonight.

"How come you feel calm before the storm comes..."

Colin breathed, "Hopefully I wasn't scaring myself."

Although he still feels a lot of fatigue, his brain itself has received sufficient rest from a physiological point of view.

The main thing about fatigue is psychology.

And when I wake up, I can't fall asleep at all.

In desperation, Colin got up and washed his face, lit the lantern, sat on a solid wood table, and began to use the prompts to sort out and summarize the statements of "small and small miracles" in his brain and some other knowledge.

In the lantern, Colin's face was focused, and only the candlelight was swaying in his eyes.

He was less and less afraid to stop his brain.

Even though Colin felt that he was actually very tired and had not had enough rest, he really wanted to sleep comfortably all day...

But, he didn't dare to stop thinking.

In such a world, when he has a "cues", he gradually touches the deepest "information" in the world, and when he gets feedback, he becomes more and more desperate...

"Countdown" is desperate, "sanctions" are desperate, and "gray fog" is desperate...

Even those so-called "miracles" make people feel desperate.

In this world that is rotten to the soil, nothing can make people feel at ease...

He...can't see the future very much.

"No, it's not time to think about these things, just focus on the road below..."

Colin took a chaotic brain, took a few deep breaths, and reorganized the things yesterday.

He wants to make sure that the spread of knowledge will not cause a terrible reaction, will not cause the system's "gaze", and will not be "sanctioned"...

After a long time, he basically sorted out the information and sent it to people from a second-level territory, allowing them to spread to the World Channel at dawn.

In order to make sure that there will be no problems, the person who publishes the information needs to publish it alone in other secondary territories with a sense of death.

Because once "gaze" appears, it is "gaze" connected to a small area, and everyone was alone before, so I don't know this.

Now that Russell has heard the news, the preparations for this must be made, otherwise everyone will die.

"If the 'sanctions' system makes a fuss, the next group of people killed by it should be those who tried to send messages but failed in the end, but did not meet the 'hunting' conditions because of insufficient inspiration, right?"

Colin remembers that the "sanctions" have not let go of the "previous generation" survivors. Anyone who has been "watched" may die one day in the future...

This "future" is not too far away.

That's why Roger said that he had lost everything and that he just died one day.

"At the same time, although the previous generation of survivors received a large amount of supplies, many of them were actually similar to the 'bullshield shells'..."

Colin recalled some of the words Roger said. Their generation had a large number of guns and cannons at that time, including large caliber howitzers, etc., and they were almost invincible with a level 4 chariot that could be called a mobile war fortress...

But the result is that they are highly dependent on the system. On the 30th day, the system has problems, a "special disaster" broke out, and a large amount of ammunition is used up...

The system no longer distributes ammunition, and suddenly, these thermal weapons lose their function instantly and become a pile of "scrap iron".

The weapons that do not belong to them and the corresponding scientific and technological knowledge make them unable to even get the simplest "black gunpowder"...

Coupled with the inexplicable internal split, many remaining people chose to escape...

Escape with all your might.

In the last three days of countdown, Roger and a dozen survivors of the previous generation escaped here with their respective servants and set foot on this unknown land, but the result was...

They still haven't escaped.

After the three-day countdown ends, their system is completely out of service and they have completely lost contact with the outside world.

In the end, this civilization called "Gondor" collapsed and collapsed in a practical sense, and died in name only.

Colin couldn't help thinking, if they were working hard to study the world at the beginning, rebuild their own technology, and develop their own civilized technology based on "plasma".

Will everything change?

At least in this case, even if they collapse until now, they will not have any resistance.

But obviously, unless history has been back and developed from another direction.

Otherwise, this is a question that cannot be answered at all. The existence of too many unknown factors makes this question impossible to consider.

So Colin didn't continue to think deeply.

But he realized that every abnormal behavior of the system was like an inhumane play, full of traps that only regretted when discovered.

"The guns and cannons are the biggest trump card given to them by the system, and they are ultimately proven to be 'bucket shells', then...what will be our biggest 'trump card'?"

While thinking, Colin had to face this question that he knew the answer from the beginning and could not avoid it from the beginning.

He knew what the answer was, and he felt despair and depression for it...

Because the answer to this question lies in him-

"hint".

Today, the biggest variable of their generation of human civilization.
Chapter completed!