I don't have a system but I have a hammer

[The embarrassing time always passes quickly. One second I was unhappy and turned off the public channel, but the next second I was gloating about the little crocodile’s misfortune, making me roll my eyes...]

"Hey, dear Mr. Madman, you didn't notice such a big loophole?"

"I have something to say..."

[Pocking my lips, I looked at the peaceful area shrouded in cold air below my feet, as well as the outlines of buildings covered by wind and snow, and began to scan biometrics...]

"It's okay, get out!"

"Don't be angry..."

[The waiter said with a smile...]

"I just came to ask, since the cleaning team is not coming, do I still move the nuclear bomb?"

"Of course we have to move!"

[A flash of anger flashed in my eyes...]

"The Red Knights were impatient, so they didn't wait for me. This was their negligence, and it was also my opportunity. In this case, I couldn't miss this opportunity, so I decided to change my combat strategy and drop nuclear bombs directly on their hometown..."

"Huh? What?"

[When he heard this, the little crocodile was stunned on the spot. He paused for several seconds before asking in shock...]

"You don't want to blow up the garbage star, do you?"

"how come…"

[I smiled kindly, but the fierce look in my eyes did not weaken a bit...]

"I want to blow up the nearby colonial planet too!"

"Damn, are you crazy!!"

[The little crocodile who always likes to joke suddenly became serious after hearing my words...]

"Do you think there are only cleaning regiments and Gulan Temple on the garbage star? Let me tell you, the black forces only occupy a very small part of it. The garbage star! is the collective name for the entire broken meteor galaxy. Due to the dense and huge gathering of Magnetic starfall is why we built such a refuge with stable gravity but difficult to capture. The star citizens living in it are all wanderers and abandoned people who fled from various civilizations..."

[Speaking of this, her tone became a little more serious...]

"Only a few! A few! A few! Some people are guilty defectors. Even occasionally, there are some interstellar businessmen and thrill-seeking interstellar tourists who will live in the garbage star for a short period of time. They all It's innocent, damn it, fanatic, I'm serious..."

[Seeing that I remained silent from beginning to end, Little Crocodile slowed down his tone because he was worried that he would not be able to persuade me...]

"I don't know what's going on between you and the cleaning team, but I know that if you really do this, it will not be of any benefit to the 'conquest of this star cluster'. Think about it, the Rohr civilization has always hated the black forces. , but why do they never take action against the junk planet?"

"It's because there are too many ordinary star citizens living up there. Compared to their billions of people, all the members of the Gulan Temple and the Cleaning Corps combined can only survive in the tens of thousands, so no matter which civilization , it is impossible to directly eliminate billions of innocent star citizens just to kill the "tens of thousands of people who will cause trouble"..."

"Otherwise, the Rolle civilization would have already sent out a long-distance fleet to drop all kinds of destructive bombs on the junk planet. Is there any need for your... cyst beast nuclear bomb?"

[Seeing that she made a mistake, I couldn’t help but correct it...]

"It's a Python nuclear bomb..."

"Does it matter?"

[Although Xiao'e is trying his best to control his emotions, his tone is full of indignation that he can't hide...]

"The point is this, damn it, this is naked massacre, an atrocity that can never be accepted by other civilizations! When the time comes, not to mention what Uncle Wrench and Sister Honghe will think of you, even other civilizations will definitely I will stand up and denounce you as soon as possible, or even boycott you..."

"Boycott me?"

[Looking at the several biological information located underground and the signal source emitting heat displayed on the holographic helmet, my eyes flashed and I smiled indifferently...]

"The boycott is temporary. The future star citizens will know whether what I did was wrong or right..."

"Stop talking to yourself, idiot!"

[Seeing that I was unmoved, she started swearing...]

"You actually want to be the sole ruler of this star cluster? Dream on! Bastard! Bastard! The tyrant will only be despised by thousands of people, will only be cut into pieces like a pig that bites its master, and will only be treated as a dirty pig. The rotting corpses of the germs are burned with fire!! No one! No one! Will regard you as king because of your massacre, and it is even more impossible to be truly loyal to you. Even if someone does surrender, it will only be temporary! Yes! Superficial! Sooner or later, they will choose to resist or even revolt because they can't stand your atrocities and terrorism. At that time, you will not only taste betrayal, but also experience what it means to be helpless! What it means to despair!"

[My eyes have long become silent, but the little crocodile seems to have reached an emotional point, and his words are a little more excited...]

"Helpless because no one will help you, because you have long lost everyone's trust. Desperate because your family is afraid of you, and your friends are afraid of you. They all regard you as a devil, so that when you are betrayed by everyone, But when they are isolated and helpless, they are more willing to step on them..."

"Enough said?"

[While taking advantage of the opportunity, I lit my cigarette again and slowly fell into the snow...]

"Actually, you don't need to be so..."

"I haven't said enough yet! Bastard!"

[I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired, but the little crocodile’s words “bastard” obviously lost the energy as before, but the anger contained in it is still obvious, but it’s just a little less hysterical and a little more persuasive...]

"If you didn't listen, I didn't say enough. If you did, take back those damn thoughts now. Don't think about it now, in the future, or in the future..."

"Is it because of your sister?"

[I exhaled a long breath of white mist and wandered around the Peace Center, looking for an available entrance...]

"The reason why you are so excited is because the Divine Language Tribe was massacred in this way back then... right?"

[When the words came out, the little crocodile suddenly fell into silence, but his breathing became a little faster, and there was even a hint of sobbing, followed closely by my friendly laughter...]

"Oh, why don't you think about it, why has the Divine Language Planet now become a colonial planet of the Rohr civilization? Do you think the destruction of the Divine Language Tribe has nothing to do with them? How about you think about it again... I will use In whose name was the nuclear bomb dropped?"