The foreman lowered his head and kicked the old man who was lying on the ground. He rolled his eyes, spat, and cursed: "You useless old guy, just cause trouble for me."
"You two," the foreman casually drank two young men, raised his head towards the old man on the ground and ordered: "throw this old guy to the incinerator room."
The furnace room is the area where fires are concentrated in this mine. It has a kitchen responsible for food, but more importantly it is a furnace responsible for smelting ore.
Almost all those who lost the ability to work in the mines were thrown into the incinerator rooms, never to be seen again.
Zhang Zheng kept moving his hands and glanced sideways, only to see two young and strong men with indifferent expressions, one raising his head and the other holding his feet, leading the old man away.
The foreman also swung his whip and wandered to another place, leaving behind only a basket of ore that had just been used to lay the bottom layer, and the stone chisel used by the old man, which was stained with the black and red blood of the old man who had just held it.
, as if there is still residual warmth.
Zhang Zheng looked away. She came here half a month ago. As soon as she came here, she was sent to the old man's side to take over the mining position left by the previous person.
The stone chisel in her hand was thick and blunt, making the palm of her hand feel uncomfortable. She didn't know who had held the stone chisel in her hand. Presumably, that person had the same fate as the old man.
However, she knew that her old man's position would be ushered in by an important person.
As for why she knew?
Because the little brown ball in her pocket kept repeating this message.
"Haha..." Foreman Wang grinned and showed yellow teeth. He patted Foreman Liu on the shoulder and consoled him: "Why are you so angry? You are just a bunch of foreign trash. You are not looking for death when you come here."
The aliens that Liu and Gongtou mentioned were probably the monks participating in the assessment, but the identity of the high priest they mentioned was unknown, but his status in the mine was most likely not low.
With such aura conditions, even a single spiritual root with excellent qualifications may not be able to draw the aura into the body in his entire life.
Half a month ago, Zhang Zheng was led by the white light in the desert sky to the next level of the Golden Palace inheritance assessment - the mining area.
As the observation deepened, Zhang Zheng gradually discovered the horror of this mine, and was even more grateful that he did not act rashly.
She was among a group of people in the same uniform, about dozens of them, being driven forward by two big men with knives in uniforms like officers and soldiers.
It was at this mine that when she held the stone chisel in her hand, the small brown ball in the storage bag rolled out by itself and got into the inner pocket of her jacket.
Because of this, she has not found out what the cultivation system in this illusion is. She can feel the spiritual energy in the air, but the spiritual energy is extremely thin, almost only one thousandth of the spiritual energy of Wanxuan Sect.
"What's the use of talking about this now? Foreign races may not be able to see one for decades."
I thought this was just an ordinary fantasy world of mining, but on an ordinary day, when Foreman Liu was chatting with Foreman Wang from the mine next door, Zhang Zheng found something out of their curses.
abnormal.
The mysterious voice from the brown dot ball began to broadcast for the first time in my mind.
"You didn't see it. As soon as the high priest took action, the garbage became angry and became motionless. He was beaten to death by the furnace."
No matter how he ended up, Zhang Zheng came to the conclusion from this incident that the mining area was definitely not simple. Not to mention whether the high priest who easily suppressed a monk could kill her, even the bosses of the area's mining areas, including Foreman Liu and Foreman Wang
It's all a big threat.
I don’t know if the body-refining cultivator was eliminated or really died.
At first glance, no one here has spiritual power, not even internal strength.
They were handed over to Foreman Liu, the same foreman who beat the old man to death with a whip. He had a violent temper and would beat people if he didn't get his way. Deaths and injuries were common in this mine, and no one cared about them.
Zhang Zheng combined their words with the illusion that this was the Golden Palace exam, and barely pieced together what happened.
It was probably a body-refining monk who couldn't stand the constant beatings and scoldings of the foreman in his area. He was so angry that he exposed his identity and used spiritual power to hurt the foreman. He was caught by the high priest and thrown into the furnace for refining.
He glanced scornfully and said sarcastically: "You can't handle it even if I give it to you. Didn't you hear that the foreman of the third area was injured?"
She did not act rashly and followed the team honestly all the way until they turned left and right in the dark mine, where the man with the knife untied their shackles and chains.
Since then, Zhang Zheng has been digging ore diligently every day while observing the surrounding situation without leaving any trace.
Foreman Liu shook his whip angrily.
Foreman Liu sneered, "Just you?"
As soon as he came to his senses, he found that his hands and feet were shackled and his clothes were a dusty baggy top and ill-fitting long trousers.
[Special note: The items for the assessment of the monks are in place, please wait for the mission to start... Special note: The items for the assessment of the monks are in place, please wait for the task to start...]
"Damn it, those idiots from the foreign race dare to come here and act wild!"
As he spoke, he licked his chapped lips, with a trace of evil desire in his eyes, "Don't tell me, the body of this alien is really different from the aliens I met before.
It took three days for him to be refined in the furnace. If he falls into my hands, I will use his body to refine the Gu doll and sell it to make a fortune."
After listening to the conversation between Foreman Liu and Foreman Wang, Zhang Zheng was extremely cautious during this period and did not dare to do anything that might reveal his identity as a monk, such as secretly inquiring about some information. He worked hard all day long, as if he was a monk.
Numb mining slave.
Foreman Wang smiled nonchalantly, "Why don't we still have you, Old Liu? How can we not catch him together? I don't want you to provide the ingredients for refining the voodoo. The made voodoo doll will be sold for half the money for both of us."
…
"That's right," Foreman Wang nodded in agreement and sighed, "Oh, so this high priest just doesn't understand the hardships of us lower-class people making money, and all the good money is wasted."
[Special Attention: An important person is approaching... Special Attention: An important person is approaching...]
With a little luck, Zhang Zheng could feel the surging spiritual energy and abundant physical strength in her body. This was her own body and there were no restrictions.
The spiritual energy was so thin, but instead there was a heavier breath in the air. It couldn't be said to be evil or terrifying, but it just made her feel a little uncomfortable while breathing.
but……
Zhang Zheng used a stone chisel to cut off a piece of ore and threw it into a basket on the side. After working for most of the day, the basket was already filled with a large basket full of ore.
The stone chisel was stuffed into his pocket. Zhang Zheng squatted down and carried a basket full of ores. He subconsciously glanced at the woman next to him. Her basket was almost half full and she was waving the stone chisel. The gravel fell.
Covered the ground.
Chapter completed!