Do not discourage us master!

Dara, appeared on the plain where there was a battle. Remains of spears, torn armor, broken swords, dug earth and bones of people, animals, monsters, war horses, elephants, rhinos.

A senseless massacre, cannon fodder, for the benefit of other people. Backland Plain ... Dara, launched a resource search program ... launched drones to collect, clear land.

He built a fort with protection, security, blocking all kinds of evil, aggression. People could walk on this plain, but without weapons.

Any actions aimed at violence, the unenviable fate of "Gebbet" awaited that person. Such a person for 5-10 years turned into a slave who could only cultivate the land, eat, drink, satisfy his natural needs and that's it.

There was a brainwashing, character change through labor. The fate of a person was changing.

After occupational therapy, people did not remember anything about 5-10 years spent at work. Those who realized the changes were allowed to work on these lands and live already consciously. Those who still walked the path of delusion and evil, they were redirected to the end of the cotinent, where neither people nor monsters lived.

What happened to them further was no longer interested, it was their fate. The accompanying Dara, only threw up their hands to the side, the power, the possibilities, the maniac for this world was huge.

And understanding the world and assessing people was beyond logic and common sense. The Emperor of Monsters, in his heart, hoped that none of the monsters of his subordinates would meet with Dara ... and as for the people, this is their choice. One must behave politely with everyone, that's what the emperor understood.

He now began to watch with great interest the travels of Dar.

"You need to look around, create your own country, and then calmly travel across continents in search of information."

"It's a long and interesting journey! There are delicious things, to comprehend new technologies of combat and magic."

"But there is a simple way, to break down the wall of the treasury, library, archive and take what I need, but I will steal, see what I need, copy it, and put it in its place!"

Black warriors nodded their heads. Yes, this is what was expected from a maniac, and the first path of travel did not fit with the image of their master. I came, I saw, I destroyed! This is his way of Tao! Ruthlessly, without thinking, not even leaving a bloody mess, just a glass surface and no other traces. Excessive strength, lack of common sense, these are the hallmarks of their master! No other way!