It took two days to reorganize the team, during which Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan returned to the Western Market in Qingzhou City.

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

Zhou Ming sat in a brand new truck and headed back to Sanyang Village. Wang Siyan, who was sitting next to him, fell asleep, with his head leaning on his shoulder. His saliva and sweat soaked a piece of clothing on his shoulder, and his arms were close to each other's body.

The whole body was covered in sweat and was damp and hot.

He couldn't understand why Wang Siyan could still sleep in such a hot environment, and why he slept so soundly.

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

Zhou Ming shook his head: "We are good friends."

The uncle looked at Zhou Ming deeply with the eyes of an experienced person, smiled and nodded, with "I understand" written on his face.

Zhou Ming was too lazy to explain to the other party and turned to look at the open door. The dust raised by the tires outside left a long earthy yellow trail behind the car. Sitting in the car and looking out, there was nothing but the vast desert.

"It's really desolate. It wasn't like this outside when I was a kid." The familiar uncle said casually, "Although the strange rumors about my birth have already appeared in reality, at least at that time the city didn't have the high walls you see now.

"When my father took me out of the city to return to my hometown when I was young, we still walked on the highway. There were street lights on both sides of the road, and there was electricity at night. At that time, villages, towns and cities were connected by highways... Unlike now, as soon as you leave the city, you can connect the two.

There are no decent roads.

"Since you two are members of the escort team, you must be very capable, but I guarantee there are some things you absolutely don't know!"

The uncle looked at Zhou Ming proudly.

Zhou Ming smiled slightly: "What is it?"

"The past era! That legendary golden age, an era when ghost stories have not yet become a reality!" The uncle's eyes shone.

Zhou Ming lowered his head and still smiled, not caring. He was not interested in the golden age mentioned by the other party. If the era he mentioned could become the golden age, then the place where Zhou Ming lived before time travel should be called heaven, and the Gregorian calendar should be called heaven.

era.

Seeing that Zhou Ming was not interested, the man became even more enthusiastic: "I'm just asking you, have you read any horror novels? Real horror novels!"

"Uncle, why do you think it's like this?"

"Of course it's because of those monsters that appear out of nowhere." Uncle Zilaishu realized that Zhou Ming was not interested in his horror novels, and instead began to talk about these false topics, becoming somewhat uninterested.

Zhou Ming then asked: "How do you think we can return everyone to the past era without the monsters disappearing?"

"I don't know about this. I probably have to rely on scientists who study weird things. This is not something I can figure out." After the man finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested.

Zhou Ming withdrew his gaze and looked outside again.

He began to gradually understand why the world turned out to be like this.

Ever since he saw the appearance of the new world, Zhou Ming's original three views began to undergo subtle changes.

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

Education ensures the improvement of people's average intelligence, which brings many benefits, but the most important one for society is optimizing the efficiency of information exchange between people.

Technology has increased productivity, freed people from physical struggles for survival, and made society more stable.

Empathy is the increasing level of human morality. The theory of blood is no longer recognized, the superiority of men and the inferiority of women are no longer recognized, and the differences between races are no longer recognized. This prevents some people from being unreasonable towards others.

strife.

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

The most fundamental factor that allows modern society to exist is not education and technology, nor rising moral standards, but violence.

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

However, 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 everything.

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

Thermal weapons pose no threat to monsters, and have little suppressive power against magicians. This situation will not change with the increase in firepower. Even if a nuclear bomb is dropped on a monster that cannot be killed by the AK47, it will not help.

This sad reality makes it impossible for management institutions composed of ordinary people who rely on these powers to provide sufficient deterrents to individuals with strong power, and it also makes it impossible to establish rules.

Once there are no rules in a society, there is no order.

The chain effect caused by this result is that ordinary people lose their sense of security in life. When humans become insecure, the motivation to engage in production work will plummet. In the end, this is the result now -

The people inside the wall live in a reinforced concrete jungle and enjoy the convenience of water, electricity and heating, while the people in the wilderness light candles and use batteries as expensive luxuries, and are exhausted all day long.

Even if the national government has enough capacity to build high-standard infrastructure in the wilderness, it cannot be maintained for a long time.

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

What is ridiculous is that in this situation, the "weapon" that the government can rely on as an effective suppressive force is not guns and gunpowder, but living people, that is, hermits.

However, because the Hermit is not a prop that can be mass-produced at will like a firearm, it cannot replace the status of a war weapon in the past.

From a practical perspective, this also eliminates the possibility that all regions can enjoy the same security guarantee. The government can only guarantee social stability in key areas, but cannot do anything else.

As a result, within the high wall, the public security order was similar to that of the old times, while outside the wall, it was reduced to chaos.

Zhou Ming thinks this is very sad.

Humanity's bestiality can only be suppressed through violence. After losing absolute violence, the group can no longer raise a unified will... This is the tragedy of this strange era, and it is also inevitable.

"This world is off the rails." Zhou Ming looked at the vast Gobi desert and muttered to himself.

"Hiss!"

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

She raised her head and combed the hair that was stuck to her forehead in a daze. Then she looked at her "pillow". When she saw that the "pillow" was covered with her own saliva, she apologetically stretched out her hand to help wipe it away.
Chapter completed!