"Derick, what kind of person are you really?" Lin Mo'er lowered her head, murmuring with a hint of disappointnt.
"What's wrong, little girl? Are you afraid now that you've seen my strength? Weren't you quite bold last night..." Derick keenly caught the girl's voice and said with a smile on his face.
"Well, I, I'm not..." Lin Mo'er hadn't expected Derick to suddenly co out with such aggressive words, and her face turned red.
"What happened last night?" Lin Kexin, who had been enthusiastically watching the scene of the Golden Eagle spreading its wings to kill the zombie tide, suddenly heard her sister and Derick's conversation and turned to ask.
"Mind your own business, nothing happened..." Derick waved his hand at the little girl. When he saw his sister turn back, Lin Mo'er breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry, no matter who I am, I will always be your Derick. Kexin isn't so nervous, but you seem to be getting worried..." Derick said with a hint of amusent. He knew that Lin Mo'er's anxious appearance was due to living too humbly during this period, so she was afraid of Derick being too kind to them, in case he abandoned them in the future.
"Yes, I understand..." Lin Mo'er, a smart girl, quickly put on a smile. Although she had not fully recovered her appearance, she already had the charm of a pretty young girl.
Soon, all the remaining survivors in the base were gathered in the central square of the base, and hundreds of female warriors surrounded them, holding various weapons.
Although these female warriors were ard with cold weapons, not a single person dared to resist, because they had just seen that many of those carrying guns were not opponents of these suddenly appearing won.
Even more terrifying, these female warriors are decisive in their killings. Anyone who resists is killed on the spot. The remaining resistance forces in the base have been mostly wiped out, leaving only those who dare not fight back.
"Well, there are still quite a few people. I estimate there's about a quarter of the population of Order here. It's no wonder it's a place like the Magic City. Just a random small gathering has over a few thousand people..." Sacha nodded with satisfaction.
"Who is in charge of this base?" Tess shouted to the crowd.
The people looked at each other, unable to answer. The only leader of the base had gone out, and now no one else could step forward to speak.
"Does this base not have a leader? Or are you unwilling to answer?" Tess's gaze turned cold.
"Co on, you, tell ..." Sacha pointed directly at a middle-aged man who was closest.
"I, I, I..." The middle-aged man stuttered for a while, unable to say a word.
"Worthless, get lost..." Sacha beca impatient. If it weren't for the usefulness of these n left by their leader, she would have acted directly.
She kicked the man back, then pointed at another man and said, "You, give an answer."
"Madam, the original leader of the base went hunting this morning, taking away most of the base's forces. I heard they went to attack the food depot, so for now, there is no leader." The man, though clearly frightened, quickly responded.
"How coincidental? We co here, and he just happened to go out. I hope he's not avoiding us," Tess said with a hint of amusent.
"Let's forget about him. It doesn't matter anyway. Even if he cos back, it won't cause much of a stir. However, that food depot could be useful. We can send soone to investigate," Sacha said nonchalantly.
"Alright, everyone, calm down. There's no need for panic. We are not bad people. Let introduce ourselves. We are a group from the Grizzly Order base..."
The survivors below began to discuss among themselves. The Grizzly base was at least a hundred kiloters away. How did these people manage to co here, especially with zombies everywhere now?
"We, from the Order base, uphold the idea of benefiting humanity and liberating the world, to save other survivors..." Sacha went on and on, explaining a lot of things.
In essence, the core ssage was just a few points: the base had been occupied by the Order and had beco a satellite base of the Order. They expected the survivors to obey, to show enough reverence towards them, and that won who perford well had the chance to be promoted to the main Order base. As for the n, Sacha did not ntion them directly.
Of course, after Sacha's long speech, she was facing the nervous won on the left. She didn't pay attention to the group of n on the right.
Whether it was because they were all won or for so other reason, after Sacha finished speaking, these won seed much calr and less afraid than before.
"We ca here to protect your safety. From today onwards, no man in this base can bully you..."
Then Sacha went on to announce several rules in a grand manner, such as n not being allowed to have any contact with won, and even speaking to them would result in punishnt unless absolutely necessary.
Furthermore, these won are now essentially under the protection of the Order, and they have beco the lord's female slaves. They must maintain their chastity for the lord, are forbidden from any contact with n, and any discovery of private contact with n results in imdiate execution, and so on.
In any case, a series of rules were issued, essentially treating the n in this base as slaves, not even considering them as human beings.
As for the won in the base, although their status differed from that of female warriors like Sacha, it was still much better than before. At least they were no longer considered commodities for casual trading.
According to Sacha, these won only needed to perform basic labor to receive food, and they would also be protected for their safety. As for the n, she didn't even ntion them.
After this speech, the won in the base were relatively fine, but the n were in an uproar. Although Sacha didn't specify what they were supposed to do, this was the biggest problem. Just the thought of these won, with their cold and ruthless deanor, made these n feel a chill in their hearts.
"Well, what about us, what should we do?" a well-fed man, who seed to be a senior figure in the base, asked cautiously.
"You, you filthy and despicable creatures, of course, should do any dirty and tiring work, just wait for your assignnts!" Sacha said with disgust and a cold look.
"You..." The well-fed man, who had been treated with utmost respect and flattery by every woman in the base, was now being scolded like this, and he couldn't believe it.
However, before he could utter a word, a female warrior behind Sacha swiftly thrust a long knife through his heart. The man didn't even have a chance to finish his sentence before his eyes widened, and he collapsed to the ground, blood spraying and staining the earth red.
"Good job~" Sacha looked at the conscientious female warrior behind her, who seed to be one of the won who had been favored by the lord last night, and couldn't help but nod in approval.
"It's nothing, just the good teachings of the master and mistress..." the female warrior modestly replied.
The term "mistress" from the female warrior brought a smile to Sacha's face. She patted the warrior on the shoulder. "Keep up the good work."
While the two were still talking, the survivors began to panic. The won remained calm, knowing that they wouldn't be hard by the female warriors, who were now eyeing them fiercely, especially after Sacha's earlier words.
On the other hand, the n, already angered by Sacha's words, now erupted into chaos upon seeing a man killed for a few misplaced words.
Soone in the crowd shouted, "We can fight them, what's a few hundred against thousands of us?"
The n imdiately started a riot, charging the line of female warriors.
"Well, I knew it was going too smoothly. It seems a little more bloodshed is necessary to make them behave. You all, join in as well," Sacha said directly to Liu Mingyue and the other female warriors responsible for protecting her.
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