a very dark dark guard

Once the melee begins, no one knows when it will end. The first 'impact' to the coastal defense line came from the refugees.

A large number of refugees poured into the seaside cities, and some refugees went to the north.

They heard that the Demon Sect's territory was a treasure land, and the food production there was several times more than elsewhere, so they brought their families there to try their luck.

Coastal cities cannot accommodate all the refugees, but refugee areas have been built outside the city in advance.

As the war expanded, the official refugee areas were full. Some civil organizations or individuals vacated private sites and took in some refugees.

But obviously it can only relieve the pressure on the authorities. The place is so big, and no matter how crowded it is, it can't squeeze out the space of several 'countries'.

The city lords of the cities in the Coastal Alliance sent people to ask me again. They said that I was the temporary boss of Sun City after all, and I had to play a role at the critical moment, otherwise it would be too late to make a decision until Yun Zhou came back.

Moreover, there are more and more refugees. When their number accumulates to a certain level, it is easy for them to cause trouble.

I am not a leader. I don’t think too much or too far into solving the refugee problem. I will temporarily move them to wherever there is.

There are many uninhabited desert islands overseas. The conditions are so bad that no one dares to open up wasteland. The ones with good conditions are either inhabited or occupied by pirates.

The island, which is full of bare rocks and barren of vegetation, is only suitable as a garbage dump.

Refugees cannot survive if they move there, and inhabited islands are unwilling to accept outsiders for fear of being deprived of their land.

My eyes finally locked on the pirates, and I sent secret guards and sailors trained on Treasure Island to sneak onto the island to carry out assassinations, and then take advantage of the chaos to seize the island.

They had the secret weapon I sent them and things were going really well.

It's just that these islands are far away from Sun City, and refugees have to bump on the sea for a long time when setting off from the coast.

How to do their ideological work is a problem.

The main issue is trust. As soon as this was announced in Sun City, a large number of refugees wanted to flee.

They suspected that I wanted to send them out to sea to feed the fish and worship the sea god.

My reputation in Sun City is very bad. They have heard all kinds of legends about me from the people.

My image in their minds is probably similar to the queen of black magic in a certain Western country.

In fact, Suncity's shipbuilding technology is quite impressive. Its long-distance voyage capabilities are not to mention. The ship is also large and can accommodate many passengers. The sailors and captains have rich experience. It is not dangerous to go to sea on their ships.

Some people want to take this opportunity to cause trouble and encourage refugees to fight for a chance of survival. They must not go to die overseas.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city can find out who is the leader. They have obtained my order. If they find someone who is leading the trouble, do not arrest them immediately. Wait until they are alone and then use my specially made weapons to attack them.

Make sure they have no chance of committing suicide, and then put them in jail and interrogate them personally.

Now these spies who have infiltrated among the refugees have become smarter. They are afraid of being plotted, mainly because they are afraid of being interrogated by me personally, so they choose to be the masterminds behind the scenes.

First find a scapegoat for yourself, use psychological offensive, let the other person do things for him and act as his microphone.

In this case, the target is the scapegoat, who remains hidden in the darkness.

Of course, they can't hide for long. The scapegoat will tell them their appearance. The art of disguise is not as simple as wearing a mask, and there are not many people who know it in the world.

Portraits of spies were posted in refugee areas, and whoever reported them would be rewarded.

Because the bounty was so high, the discussion about who was the spy and who could catch the spy soon surpassed the "refusal to go to sea".

The people who sent the spies knew that they were 'disposable' tools. Regardless of whether the trouble was successful or not, they gave the order to retreat.

The refugees all flocked to the coast, and not many wanted to leave.

It is better to check the refugees who come in than those who turn back.

They blended in with the group of 'coming' refugees and wanted to 'go' secretly.

I only guarded the only way for the refugees to come to Sun City and laid a trap there.

Anyone walking in the opposite direction will be entangled in air threads. Screen out the most suspicious people through emotional screening.

Sure enough, one of the five people was a fugitive spy.

He was controlled by the air thread. When the officers and soldiers surrounded him and took him down, his body could not move at all.

Five men were brought into the city, and I interrogated them myself in the barracks near the city gate.

The remaining four were not spies, but they were not good citizens either. The reason why I found out that they were guilty of committing crimes was because they committed crimes in the refugee area.

There are those who steal things, and those who beat and maim people. The master of suffering is looking for them everywhere.

The four of them were handed over to the Yamen, and I carefully examined the remaining spy several times.

The process is similar to interrogating others before. He doesn't need to speak. I just ask questions and watch his emotional changes.

I know who wants to build Sun City and has ambitions for the coast, so my questions are very targeted and not just random guesses.

This made the spy even more panicked, as if I already knew everything.

"I know a little bit about the ways of the world, although not much, but I can still treat people with courtesy." I patted the spy on the head.

There was still confusion in his eyes, but he couldn't hold back his sleepiness and fell asleep.

The spies were quietly let out of the city, and I was now able to slightly influence the person's emotions, such as increasing his fear of death.

He found that he was left in a deserted place outside the city. He did not want to commit suicide because he was too afraid of death, so he chose to escape immediately after waking up.

The terrible poison also left Sun City with him and ran towards their own place.

As a secret guard, I know how much time and energy it takes to cultivate a group of capable subordinates.

It's not like you can catch a passerby and train him for a few days before sending him to be a craftsman.

Those who want to build Sun City will let as many spies as they send.

They go back with a special poison, and even if they just say a word to others, they will be infected with the poison.

But this poison is not fatal, it only makes people forgetful and lasts for a year.

The benefits of forming a 'Martial Arts Alliance' came to light at this time.

The former Wulin League and now the Public Welfare Association have accepted martial arts talents from all over the world.

There are people here who are good at using poisons and developing poisons.

The Public Welfare Association is a newly established martial arts alliance. Of course, it must come up with new things to dominate the world.

The R&D team lit up the lamps and boiled the oil, worked overtime, and lost several handfuls of hair. Finally, they came up with the results two days ago, which I could use on my spies.

They asked me to name this poison. I thought about its characteristics, and with a stroke of my pen, I wrote three characters: A lot of poison!

I remember there was a cockroach medicine with this name.

And the poison that the main messenger put on the spy's body, all the poison that he put on him, and all the poison that he hid, were all wiped out by me.

They were also affected by my superpower. No one chose to commit suicide, and they all ran back to their superiors to recover. Naturally, the effect of 'all in one' was achieved.

Their front-line personnel suffered heavy losses, and Sun City was quiet for a few days.

All the propagandists I trained are now on duty, promoting the benefits of rebuilding new homes overseas in refugee areas.

Moreover, if they stay on land, they have nowhere to stay. Relying on relief from coastal countries is not a long-term solution.

I also promised that when the war subsides, I will send another ship to pick them up and let them return to their hometown. (End of chapter)