Because, Joyner saw a road leading to a dark underground place, which looked like a culvert from the outside, and there were no houses around it, which meant that no one lived there, only some miscellaneous waste piled up randomly on both sides of the passage entrance.

The pavement of the road is wide and flat, and it seems to have been abandoned for a long time. Joyner estimated that if she drove inside, she should be able to find a place to hide the car.

Generally speaking, this kind of tunnel will connect the underground of other buildings, and most of them are complex structures with more than three floors. This kind of building was very common in the pre-civilization era. So Joyner immediately drove to the middle of the two buildings, where the passageway snaked downwards.

Sure enough, Joyner was right. The road here twisted and twisted. Although there were a few landslides, they did not cause much impact. It was obviously an entrance to an underground building that had been abandoned for many years.

There were not many obstacles blocking the passage of vehicles along the way, and Joyner found an excellent hiding place without any effort and stopped the car.

To Joyner's surprise, she discovered a secret at the bottom of the road—it used to be a huge parking lot. There are countless old vehicles in the parking lot. It is estimated that there are tens of thousands of vehicles, all of which have been discarded in situ.

Most of the car's outer shell retains its original shape, but the interior is extremely decayed, and some even fall apart when touched.

This scene was so shocking that after Joyner stopped the car, she was still staring straight ahead, her heart fluttering for a while.

Joyner felt that the current Hidden Sandcastle was at best a settlement camp built on the deserted old city, a resting place for passing travelers and homeless people. In comparison, my previous expectations for the hidden sandcastle were too high, so that now there is a huge gap in my heart.

This world will not be reborn, perhaps, this is the reality she has to face from now on.

Joyner wondered that most of the vehicles modified by the thugs might have been found here. In many places, she saw marks of heavy objects being dragged. Some cars were destroyed beyond recognition, with parts apparently removed from the bodywork.

In addition, this space is full of stagnant water, but you can still find a lot of dry ground.

Joyner jumped out of the car, came to the back of the truck, pulled down the iron net behind the car with a bang, and threw it aside.

"Okay, this is the place, you all get out of the car." Joyner whispered to those people.

These refugees are huddled in a corner, until now they are still in shock. After all, they've been through unimaginable hardships along the way, so it's understandable that they're now as sensitive as frightened rabbits.

But at Joyner's urging, they had to go outside one after another.

The place is dark, cold and damp, and there is a constant wind blowing from a certain direction.

These refugees have been fleeing for their lives on the road, bumped in the car, and finally reached the hidden sandcastle before they could touch the ground with their feet.

The refugees have great fear of the coming threat. Some timid guys' legs began to tremble, and they couldn't stop mumbling.

"Don't be afraid, it's safe here, and there's no one else's." Joyner explained calmly. "You have to learn to control your fear, not let your fear control you."

"Find a dry place to stay first, and wait for me to come back."

Everyone was still terrified, looking at Joyner helplessly, but no one moved.

Joyner frowned, picked up an iron bar and knocked on the truck, making a loud clanging noise. The loud sound echoed throughout the space, seeming to wake up these people, and Joyner also used this to verify her statement.

"Have you all heard, there is no one here, and there will be no pursuers."

Everyone looked at each other without speaking.

"Trust me, those thugs will never find this place," Joyner assured everyone, and said in a deep voice again. "You are already standing on the land of the hidden sandcastle. When I find a safer place, you will be completely free, and you can live here forever."

Joyner has remained optimistic about the idea.

Among the crowd, the old man suddenly stood up and asked, "So, where are you going now?"

Where am I going?

Joyner instantly understood that everyone was worried that she would leave them, or that she would never come back after she left.

She stared into the eyes of the old man, and shook her head after looking at it for a long time, "I don't know where to go, it's almost dawn outside, I want to find a place to sell these snake meat first, exchange them for money, and then buy some other things." necessities of life.”

"However, it is impossible for us to survive in the city like this. If someone finds out, I'm afraid..." the old man shook his head.

"Stop talking, how will you know if you don't try? Everything is possible!"

The old man was interrupted by Joyner before he finished speaking. She said indifferently, "I promised you that I will do what I said. In order to find a better shelter, I must go to the city. Maybe it can help You find something to eat, or a place to live, or find out where you can take refugees."

"But the risk is too great. If we meet someone who is chasing us, where should we hide?" said a refugee next to him.

"Have you ever thought about what we should do in the future?"

"He's right. If we don't want to be seen by others, don't we just have to hide in the ground and live like mice?"

"I know you are very good at fighting, one person can kill several people, but how should we face those people when you are not around?"

"Yeah, we're not city residents at all. If we're just trying to survive, we'll be discovered sooner or later."

"And even if we can escape for a while, we can't hide for a lifetime."

Everyone began to discuss with each other, as if as long as one person started, everyone else's chatterbox would be completely opened.

Joyner didn't expect these people to think this way, but from their point of view, these words made sense, and she began to have difficulties.

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"Then what do you want? Do you want to be slaves?" Joyner asked coldly.

Joyner didn't expect these people to trust her, but she had promised these people before that she must let them live freely in the hidden sandcastle.

The reason why she did this seemed to prove that she could keep her promise, even at the expense of making an enemy of this world.

But ~lightnovelpub.net~ Joyner's thinking is just wishful thinking after all, she doesn't understand that to survive in this era, the last thing you need and the least reliable is a promise.

"Who knows...maybe only by being slaves can we really live."

A refugee whispered.

"Sooner or later we will starve to death and no one will feed us."

"If we hide in the mountains, maybe we can reclaim a piece of land and grow our own food. But I think if we are caught..."

"We need to survive and now we have to find another way to survive."

Everyone whispered and discussed, but no one had a clear goal.

Joyner stood aside and watched coldly, feeling very uncomfortable in her heart.

I took all the hard work to bring them to this hidden sandcastle. However, these people didn't have the courage to start a new situation, and they only wanted to live like dogs.

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