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

After a pause, she frowned slightly again...

"By the way sir, I'm curious..."

I interrupted her with a wave of my hand...

"Don't be curious. If you are curious about some things, you can't turn back. Hey, I suddenly remembered something. You found him near the wreckage of the plane. Do you know the destination or route of that plane?"

That's right, according to what the black-robed woman said, they should have carefully inspected the wreckage of the plane inside and out, so there is a high probability that they know the destination of the plane...

However what disappointed me was...

"Sorry sir, the situation wasn't very safe at that time, we just checked casually, and left quickly, except for a few bags of food... By the way, I remembered one thing, maybe it will help you..."

I was still disappointed at first, but when I heard the following sentence, my eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a slight look of anticipation in them...

"We have seen the traces of the crash of the plane. According to the depth of the pit, we think the plane should have flown from the west or south of Benghazi. I wonder if this can help you..."

west or south?

After thinking about it for a while, I found that I had no clue at all, so I raised my head and asked a new question...

"I have another question. Do you know the cause of the crash? Was it an attack or an accident?"

Speaking of this, a dignified look suddenly appeared in the eyes of the black-robed woman...

"It was an attack, because I clearly saw the bullet marks on the wreckage of the plane, which also made us feel uneasy. After all, we can't imagine what kind of person would attack an alliance plane..."

The thought in my eyes flashed past, then I nodded politely, and pouted in the direction of the parking lot...

"Thank you, the clues you provided are very useful. I have no problems. By the way, can I have a chat with that guy, after all, attacking the alliance is not a trivial matter..."

The black-robed girl froze for a moment, then understood what I meant, smiled and nodded...

"Of course you can, please go ahead... Oh yes, you can have dinner in half an hour. Then you can go directly to the lobby on the first floor... Then, I will leave first. There are still many things in the stronghold that I need to arrange..."

I nodded slightly...

"Okay, thank you for your hard work..."

She smiled indifferently, then walked away slowly with her graceful figure swaying...

I narrowed my eyes slightly looking at her back, and was just about to step away when I suddenly remembered that I don't seem to know how to get into the parking lot...

ah~

Sighing slightly, I glanced at the low wall less than three meters in front of me, and turned over with hands and feet...

...

There is a kind of person in this world who, after experiencing a lot of suffering, quickly adjusts their state and finds a reason to continue living, so as to better adapt to the current life, such as...

"In fact, sometimes it's good to think about it. After all, in those years in the alliance, I fought and killed every day, working hard, and I didn't know what I was planning..."

Hearing the unfeigned emotion of the man in linen, I was a little surprised. To be honest, I didn't expect this guy's ideological consciousness to be so high, let alone his thought change so quickly...

After a pause, I handed him a cigarette and lighted it for him by the way, then sighed...

"Then are you still willing to return to the alliance?"

He glanced at the corn cobs piled up next to me, and then at the alliance logo on my chest, with an inexplicable complex look in his eyes, and finally exhaled a puff of smoke...

"If you don't believe me, I really want to return to the alliance, but I don't know why, the hard work of the past six months has not made me feel pain or anger, but made me realize a problem..."

I just picked up the words...

"what is the problem?"

He flicked the soot without a trace, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle...

"What is the meaning of the existence of the system?"

However, before I could suppress the shock in my heart, he added another sentence with emotion...

"If it's good, then why are the people outside still starving, why is the world like this? If it's bad, then why is the development of human beings brought with it the shadow of the system?"

Does work make a man a thinker?

I silently complained in my heart, I looked at his profound appearance like a wise man, and put forward a different point of view...

"But the question is, is the purpose behind the system that allows humans to develop so rapidly is good or bad?"

Although I was surprised by the depth of this guy's thinking, it is obvious that this dirty young man in front of him must not be as simple as an ordinary special team member, and when he heard my question, he suddenly laughed inexplicably...

"Maybe it's good. This relationship is like a general and a soldier. Everyone hopes that their soldiers can quickly grow into veterans, don't they?"

I squinted and made a new point...

"Then why not the relationship between the slaughterhouse owner and the pig? After all, everyone hopes that the piglet will grow up quickly and then sell it for money, right?"

The man in linen was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed louder, with a look of interest flashing across his face...

"Haha, you are such an interesting guy, what you said is fine, but anyway, human progress is always good, maybe we will be able to leave the earth in the future, when the day comes, we will be able to leave Is the identity of the little piggy?"

interesting thought...

After hearing his words, the smile on the corner of my mouth deepened, so I asked tentatively...

"You should know about the crossover machine, right?"

The man in linen froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect that the span of my question would be so wide, but he didn't deny it...

"That's right, I've heard something about cross-border machines before, so I will think about it..."

I smiled, nodded silently, and agreed with his statement, and then changed the subject...

"Oh, yes, I chatted with you for a while and found that you are a very good thinker. Can you tell me what you did before entering the league?"

He only hesitated for a moment, then smiled indifferently...

"I used to be an ordinary wage earner. I must tell you what I have done. When my old father was alive, the family had a piece of land, and he would go back to the village to help every year. Later, he dug up a bracelet in the field and sold it for some money. Be your own boss..."

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, his eyes gradually dimmed...

"But it's a pity that all the money in the family was spent on my father's surgery fee. As a result, the disease was not cured, and the money was gone. After a few years, the rat plague broke out. Because I had been a soldier for two years before, I joined the alliance just to make a living, and became a special combat team member..."