Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 66 Commission Two ([-])

In the dimly lit room, the hummingbird skillfully tapped on the computer keyboard, making a crackling sound.

Fingers flew at a speed so fast that afterimages appeared. Countless prompt boxes flashed crazily on the screen. One prompt box disappeared and a second, third, and third one appeared... It was almost impossible to see the end.

Finally, Hummingbird pressed the last button, and the stacked prompt boxes on the screen quickly disappeared like the tide. The screen also changed to scenes from other rooms, divided into several grids, and Dorothy was dazzled by it.

"I hacked into the surveillance. Look, the children are all here." Hummingbird pointed to one of the surveillance screens and asked Dorothy to confirm that she knew all the orcs in the screen.

"I'm not familiar with serval cats, but they are a breed from the middle area." Dorothy saw the picture clearly, and her heart suddenly burned with rage. "I'm familiar with those three little black-footed cats. They are all hunters with the best qualifications." We all planned to wait for them to grow up a little and take good care of our children, but we didn’t expect that this would happen!”

The young black-footed cat orcs who were originally lively and energetic, after a month of torture, their eyes have lost their luster. The three sisters are all skinny and skinny, like fragile plants that will fall when the wind blows.

There are still several unhealed scars on Serval Cat's body, and more scars have healed and are close to disappearing. After all, they are all rare orcs who want to be sold as pets, and they can't look too miserable.

"What if..." Dorothy clenched her fists involuntarily, and her upper and lower teeth rubbed against each other, making a squeaking sound that made her teeth sour. "If there was a technology that could make them all have a ferocious appearance, just like brown bears and zodiac animals. Will the whales and the others not be tortured like this? Human beings will be frightened at the first sight, and then run away without a fight. They have always been bullies and shy of the strong."

Hummingbird's hand on the keyboard shook.

After pondering for a moment, she said: "Actually, for today's humans, the ferocious appearance and innate strength are not things worth fearing. In their eyes, no matter how ferocious the orcs are, they are just a little bit troublesome. Things', they escaped this time, and when they came back, they took out the appropriate tools to close the gap, and used the tools to overcome the differences with the orcs."

"Tools, tools, tools! Tools again!" Not knowing which string the hummingbird touched, Dorothy suddenly scratched her head frantically and shouted, "You mean those things that smell like death?" Things?! How can those things compare with the natural body of us orcs! As soon as I saw it, I felt that those things would only oppress others, and what we orcs are most proud of is our vitality!"

"But, do you think those tools invented by humans are very convenient?" Hummingbird was very confused, and his dark eyes reflected the crazy Dorothy.

"Convenient? Ha, maybe it is very convenient," Dorothy paced back and forth in the room irritably, "but I don't think we should imitate humans. You have been emphasizing tools, tools, tools to me all the way, don't you just want to Let us also start using the Jessea restricted area? Let me put it this way, there is no need at all!"

On the computer screen, the orcs sealed in cages were listless. Hummingbird called up the surveillance of the main auction venue. There were still two or three lots left and it was their turn.

If there are no other lots suddenly inserted in the middle, the rescue will officially start when the serval cat is about to be taken out.

Perhaps due to a month of fatigue and starvation, the five senses have become dull. The orcs in the cage don't know that the people watching over them have been replaced by rebels, and they still remain in a sluggish state.

In the small room monitoring the auction house, Dorothy was making an impassioned speech: "The technology of our orcs should be fresh, vital, something that focuses on improving ourselves, and does not oppress others!"

Fresh?vitality?You should give me an example, you old-fashioned person in the restricted area!Hummingbird no longer wanted to talk to her, and felt that the seemingly superior restricted area had suddenly turned into clowns - a group of clowns who were stuck in their ways.

Even they themselves are not aware that living in a corner of Keya Island for a long time has made them no longer as alert as before. They only think about how to change themselves in everything, and always feel that as long as they do well enough, there will be no threat from the outside world.

In the past 20 years, they have actually been in a weak position and have always dealt with various events with a weak way of thinking.

Because the ruler is too strong and the weak cannot be defeated for a while, he likes to self-censor, such as modifying the body, cultivating a "super mother" who will not cause damage during childbirth, or blindly emphasizing physical fitness and changing the image of a weak person. In fact, it is all self-censorship. review.

What they should really do is to focus on making a breakthrough, not by reviewing whether they are qualified over and over again, but by using existing tools to make up for their shortcomings as much as possible, and it is best to create local advantages.

But now, it seems that most of the orcs in the restricted area have missed the point. They despise the weak because their weak appearance can easily bring disaster. Humans only love orcs as pets and deliberately exclude all emotions. They also believe that the feelings between orcs and orcs are It is also unequal and replicates the pattern of humans favoring orcs.

<divclass="contentadv">They hate, hate humans, and hate all human things, regardless of whether they are really useful to them.

Hummingbird has heard of a theory - the Gray Men.

Be an inconspicuous person, minimize your sense of existence, and make the outside world "unrememberable". Naturally, you will not be able to do anything bad to you.

To put it bluntly, everything the orcs in the restricted area have worked hard to achieve is just a natural survival strategy. They are just becoming "gray men", but it will not fundamentally shake the foundation of human rule on Koya Island.

Hummingbird recalled what her mother had said to her many years ago, and she could probably guess what Dorothy wanted: "You want to transform the body of the orcs and induce each generation to evolve in a more powerful direction, right?"

"Yes, the body of an orc is a huge treasure house. We should not ignore the basics and study the lifeless things outside the body-"

Dorothy was about to continue speaking, but was choked back by a few words from Hummingbird.

"We don't have time to wait for you to evolve from generation to generation!" This time it was Hummingbird's turn to become irritated. She felt that talking to the people who were left in the restricted area was a waste of time. "Humans have now developed a mobile exoskeleton that can directly wipe There is a gap between physical ability and strength, and the orcs will get tired, and the machinery only needs to provide enough fuel to continue running!

"Do you still remember the big net you encountered when you first came out? That kind of net came with a new type of anesthetic that could easily knock out an elephant, let alone a few orcs! Don't tell me you can run away. Did you run over at that time? Or did you brush against the edge? "

——The vitality and wildness that you are so proud of are simply nothing compared to the latest human technology.

The golden-haired orc still wanted to argue: "You are the one who is alarmist."

"I still hope it's alarmist, so that we can have more time to prepare." Hummingbird narrowed his eyes. The auction seemed to have reached a more critical moment. The rebels were ready to destroy the cages that imprisoned the serval cats and black-footed cats at any time. The route negotiated in advance took them away.

So far, the Forbidden Zone, as the strongest resistance force of the orcs, is still insisting on the spiritual victory method. It is even worse than the resistance forces who are so lacking in resources that they have to take the wrong direction. This really disappoints Hummingbird.

She plans to go it alone.

Oops, I'm stuck again...

It is still a bit controversial and only represents the personal thoughts of Hummingbird (Bing Haoqi).

【Stream saving version】

Orcs being disciplined: We don’t have superpowers, hey, hey, we are so pitiful, the restricted area is here to save us.

(Although there is no mention of domesticated orcs in the entire dungeon, they do have this setting)

Members of the restricted area represented by Dorothy: We have superpowers, but they have not been developed yet.

Hummingbird: Don’t worry about your super powers. Is there a possibility that we can make various equipment? ? ?