Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

"Miss Hesia, do you know about the regression of civilization?"

In the winter house, the firewood in the fireplace burns quietly, and the tin teapot hanging above is constantly bubbling, the liquid inside is churning, and some fragrance escapes with the water vapor.

"Regression?" The girl seemed to have heard this word in psychology.

"Yes, it means that civilization gives up its original advanced way of life and turns to primitive ways to survive." Sigmund stood up, took off the hot teapot, and poured boiling hot water into the teacups in front of the two of them.

Putting the teapot on the iron stool aside, he sat down again and told what happened on this planet.

"On the east side of this land, there are many savages living, and their numbers are far greater than the settlements and ethnic groups around Stone Forest Castle."

"You should be curious about where those savages came from."

"Indeed." The girl nodded.

"The ancestors of those savages are actually just like us, they were all new races on this planet."

"Why they look completely different from us now, even like another race, is closely related to their living habits."

"As we all know, there are only a few places on this planet without pollution. Safe food is also the best hard currency. So what will happen if a group of people eats contaminated food for a long time?" He picked up the teacup and held it in his hand. The palm of the hand turns slowly.

"Mutation, disease, short lifespan, and reduced intelligence." Tilan recalled various research reports on the Four-leaf Crystal Star Region.

"Yes, these will happen in the early stages and trigger panic within the tribe."

"However, the problems you describe are not unacceptable problems for animals."

"The lifespan of rabbits is far less than that of humans. Even if it is only 10 years, many of them will not live to adulthood. As for diseases, starvation and various natural enemies are also a luxurious way to die."

"For intelligent creatures, the most fearful thing is to lose their wisdom and become stupid creatures. This kind of deprivation of intelligence is tantamount to completely distorting individual cognition and rationality."

"However, if it is a person who has lost his wisdom, he cannot feel the pain and discomfort because of his stupidity. At this time, instinct begins to take over the body, and the so-called happiness becomes simple and direct."

"Many natural plants and foods are polluted and poisonous. As intelligent beings, we will instinctively avoid them. However, those savages have completely distorted and regressed, so naturally they no longer have such rational worries."

"Death is nothing. They give birth to several at a time. It's okay if they mutate. They don't care if they become ugly. As long as they can live and find food, it's fine. As for early death, it's even more common and has no feeling. It's okay if one out of 10 children survives. Anyway, Other children who died early will also be turned into food, which is the same as raising chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep as food reserves." Sigmund said a cruel fact in a calm tone.

"Living is to find food, mate, and then find food again to reproduce. This is their whole life."

"They don't have very high intelligence, and most of them are extremely sluggish. They don't have a higher IQ than cats and dogs. Fortunately, the opponents they face are even more stupid. The animals that pollute the earth are also affected by various dramas. The poison corrodes the mind, and the reaction is slow, like a zombie."

"Gnawing on tingling and bitter plant roots, eating sour and rancid flesh, drinking in muddy water full of silt maggots, and not sparing the corpses of the same kind. This is the life of those savages in the eastern wilderness." Sigmund drank the slightly cool tea.

"Originally, as the descendants of a new race, they also have various talents and abilities that far exceed those of the old humans. However, with the chaotic interweaving of bloodline genes and the destruction caused by various mutations, they have lost many of their supposed abilities. ability, even thick body hair began to appear, and the skin became dark.”

"There are no clothes to wear. Thick body hair is good for keeping out the cold and surviving the cold winter. I don't know where to find a place to hide from the scorching sun. The secretion of melanin can resist ultraviolet rays, so my skin becomes darker."

"So, just a few hundred years later, after countless screenings, their characteristics began to be very different from normal humans."

"The advantage of this is that when we conflict with them, we can kill these former same species with less psychological burden."

"Every winter, or after several years of abundant rain, when the land they live on cannot bear a large population, these savages will try to migrate and spread to the surrounding areas. This is often when conflicts and battles break out."

"In previous years, savages have attacked nearby settlements from time to time, but because they are not smart, these guys are easy to deal with. A little trap, or more direct poisoning, can kill a large number of these savages."

"Occasionally, when the more powerful and wise savages appear, they will cause more trouble. However, as long as these leaders are killed, they will become loose sand that will break into pieces at a touch."

"For hundreds of years, there has been a little trouble, but mostly it has been peaceful."

"But this time, the fall of our stronghold in the east shows that although a large number of savages were involved in the process, the commander was definitely an intelligent human being because he knew how to use firearms and fire, and he also knew how to kill people and remove all food."

"I don't know how they controlled the savages, but this is definitely not a good sign. If this method can be replicated and spread, it means that the once harmless savages in the eastern region will become the enemy of the tribes living on this land."

"Either we will be destroyed by them and then degenerate and regress, or we will do our best to wipe out the savages in the wilderness and no longer live in peace as before."

"Can't we just kill the culprit?" The girl thought about it.

"That depends on good luck. When we kill him, this method and technology will not spread or spread at all."

"As long as one person secretly remembers and spreads it, this method of driving the savages will sooner or later be used by various ambitious people, and these savages will be repeatedly recruited to fight and participate in the fight."

"Instead of being forced to kill at that time, it is better to take action in advance to reduce the risk of crisis."

"This is not because we are cruel, but the struggle between races is a life-and-death struggle. If the winner is the other side, they will do similar things." Sigmund knew the girl's character, so he explained in advance.

"I know." The girl looked at the amber tea in the cup, feeling deeply moved, because that was exactly what the Federation did back then.

The war between the new races and the native humans was already a life-and-death struggle at that time, and there was no room for negotiation.

This is such a beautiful, cruel and indifferent world.