Chapter 400 It’s better not to sleep

Cordelia cried with tears in her eyes and choked up, "This is God's will. The black robe is God's protection for us."

Luo Jiu touched her thin robe and asked, "Is this your only protection?"

Cordelia lowered her eyes. "Our country requires this, and my parents also said that covering my body is to protect me from being harassed."

Luo Jiu sighed deeply, "Cordelia, if your god can really protect you, then why didn't he show up just now?"

Cordelia lowered her head in silence. Luo Jiu continued, "If God really wants to protect you, he should give you divine power instead of a robe that makes it difficult to move. If your country really wants to protect you, it should make deterrent laws instead of restricting your freedom to wear clothes. If your family really wants to protect you, they should let you learn to exercise and become strong instead of teaching you how to put yourself in a cocoon.

If you can stop crime by covering yourself with a piece of cloth, what is the use of weapons?

Do you believe that if I hold a gun in my hand, no one will dare to harass me even if I am wearing a bikini? "

Cordelia bit her lip, looked at Luo Jiu, then looked at herself, and said humbly: "I can't be like you, I'm too cowardly."

"No, you can. You have hands and feet, so why can't you? You just don't believe that you can become strong." Luo Jiu told her, "Since you were a child, people have been telling you and instilling in you that you are weak and need to be protected. That's why you naturally think that you can never become strong.

But that’s not the case, you know what our leaders say?”

Cordelia's eyes widened with curiosity. Luo Jiu said, "He said that women hold up half the sky. Whatever gay men can do, lesbians can do too."

Luo Jiu held her cold fingers and told her warmly, "You may have heard that my country has experienced war. According to incomplete statistics, there are as many as 2.09 million female soldiers in the Anti-Japanese War (the data comes from the book "Chinese Women and the Anti-Japanese War" published by the Unity Publishing House, page 94). They charged into battle like men to defend their country, and no one would say no to them.

Have you heard of the Long March? At that time, some female soldiers still had bound feet, but they did not think they were incapable. They could go through thousands of hardships and dangers just like men and complete the 25,000-mile long journey.

We women live in this world and cannot pin our hopes on others. Who can we rely on? Who can we depend on? If we rely on a mountain, it will fall; if we rely on a tree, the tree will shake.

God cannot save you from danger, and you have to rely on yourself to get out of the desperate situation. The sky is high and the sea is vast outside, why not strengthen yourself and conquer this world? "

After Luo Jiu finished speaking, he took out a knife and a sewing kit and placed them in front of Cordelia. "You can choose to mend your clothes and continue to live in fear beside that unpredictable demon. You can also choose to take up a weapon, protect yourself, and live a free life with your head held high from now on."

Cordelia was silent, her eyelashes fluttering, trying hard to digest the words she had never heard before.

Luo Jiu got up and left. She wanted to go to the cave to check the situation of the sealed door.

Cordelia looked at the knife and needle and thread on the ground, then looked at Grace, and finally at the elder here - Mrs. Kong.

She asked, “If you were me, what would you do?”

Old Madam Kong glanced at the housekeeper Noto outside, leaning against her, and whispered: “I can’t say anything big, but if someone hits me, no matter who he is or how strong he is, he’d better not sleep.”

Cordelia wondered, "Why?"

Mrs. Kong smiled, picked up the sharp short knife and sharpened her nails, "What do you think?"

The monster had been eliminated, and everyone relaxed, as if all their strength had been drained away.

The strange insects outside were burning, and a fragrant smell wafted out. The brave O'Neal broke off a piece of leg meat and drooled, "I wonder if this is edible."

The person next to him urged him, "You will know if you try it."

O'Neill hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll go ask Chief Luo."

He took a piece of meat as big as a lamb leg and went to the cave. Several black brothers beside him quickly followed.

Noto was tired as he sat by the fire. Everyone hadn't slept well, and it was almost dawn. He lay lazily by the campfire and closed his eyes tiredly.

Grace, who was squatting at the entrance of the cave, came out to take a look. Seeing that he had fallen asleep, she hurried back to the secret room and whispered to Cordelia, "He is asleep, sleeping soundly."

Cordelia swallowed nervously, gripped the dagger tightly, and carefully hid it in her sleeve.

She looked at Grace and Mrs. Kong and said, "I'm going to go out, just pretend you don't know anything."

The two of them couldn't help but get nervous. Grace said, "If you hurt him and he starts yelling, Angsa won't let you go."

Cordelia gritted her teeth and said, "A dead man won't scream. Haven't they beaten me enough times in the past few years? I won't hurt him, but if I kill him, he deserves it."

Mrs. Kong asked hurriedly, "Do you need help?"

Cordelia shook her head decisively, holding the knife, and walked out of the secret room nervously.

She stared at Noto, who was lying beside the fire, and moved closer.

Bang! Cordelia tripped over the iron rod left by O'Neill and fell out.

She didn't dare to make a sound, and climbed up silently. Seeing this, Grace and Mrs. Kong hurriedly dragged her back to the secret room.

Grace: "How is it? Did you hurt yourself?"

Cordelia frowned and shook her head. Old Madam Kong said in shock, "Fortunately, you didn't hurt yourself with the knife, otherwise what would you do?"

Grace looked at Cordelia's injured knee and couldn't help but waver. "Forget it. You didn't get a good rest the whole night and you were frightened just now. Let's do it another day."

Cordelia shook her head, "Once everyone is rested, there won't be a chance to do anything."

She gritted her teeth, took off the black robe and headscarf that were in the way, picked up the knife again and walked out.

This was the first time in Cordelia's life that she had evil thoughts about someone.

She stumbled and her steps were a little unsteady, but she was extremely determined.

She finally reached Noto, knelt on the ground, and examined the man in front of her.

The images in her mind flashed quickly. A bought lover like her was not respected, not even as good as Angsa's butlers and attendants. She came to Angsa when she was young and tried her best to please everyone just to seek a living space. However, she still had to be taught a lesson.

Ansa has a bad temper and gets angry at the slightest dissatisfaction. On the island, he slaughtered dozens of people without mercy. Noto is Ansa's most loyal dog. He always thinks he is second to none and always scolds and beats Cordelia.

Cordelia knelt on Noto, holding the knife tightly in both hands, fear and anger intertwined. Although she was full of anger, she still couldn't control her trembling.

At this moment, Noto inexplicably opened his eyes.