A gentle breeze came slowly, stirring up dust and sand, and stirring the two figures.
The sultry air could not hide the strong aroma of meat and scorched smell in the air.
A moment later.
Joyce Cooper withdrew her gaze from the distance and looked down at the Meat Valley filled with charred corpses in front of her, speaking softly without any expression on her face.
"Very good, excellent."
"It feels more satisfying to win against a formidable opponent."
"The stronger the enemy, the more the world will know how strong I, Joyce Cooper, am!"
"Just a human player, who got lucky and thought he could compete with the Machanized Tribe."
"I will demolish three more Meat Valleys, to completely overwhelm him."
"Yes!"
The subordinate standing by, solemn-faced, nodded without saying a word, but couldn't help but be astonished internally.
A meat valley holds nearly three thousand people, three meat valleys hold nearly ten thousand people.