When the earth was shrouded in darkness, the prisoners of war who had been busy for a day finally heard the bell ringing to call it a day.
"Queue up and hand in the tools. If anyone dares to hide them, they will be hanged!"
The corpse clan monk who was in charge of overseeing the work had a fleshy face. Perhaps because he had not absorbed enough vitality, this guy looked very ferocious. His fat face was full of torn holes, and black and red fishy grease was constantly dripping down.
Although his body was covered in oil stains, and even his clothes were dyed to look gaudy, he didn't care. He just kept waving the whip in his hand and hitting the slow-moving prisoners of war.
If someone dares to resist, the whip will be struck harder. The more intense the resistance, the harder the whip will be.
With the support of the monks from Holy Dragon City behind them, can these bastards be able to change the world?
There are many supervisors like him in the mine, and they are all selected from prisoners of war who have performed well. The better they perform, the more rewards they will receive. Shenglong City will never be stingy in this regard.
Even during the meeting, the Holy Dragon City monk in charge of the prisoners of war had promised that as long as they were loyal enough, they would have the opportunity to leave the world of the corpse clan, even if they took their families with them.
For the aborigines of the zombie world, nothing is more exciting than this reward. You must know that due to the invasion of death energy, the zombie creatures have been tortured since birth. If they can get rid of this pain forever,
Then they are willing to pay any price.
With the stimulation of generous rewards, these supervisors behaved very actively, as if they were risking their lives and wealth.
The prisoners of war simply hated and envied this situation, but they didn't know how many people wanted to replace it.
"What's so cool about these bastards? Don't fall into my hands in the future, otherwise I will definitely make them regret being born!"
After being whipped twice for his slow movements, the strong prisoner of war cursed repeatedly but did not dare to continue the confrontation. The previous painful lessons told him that this approach was quite irrational.
"Be patient, as long as you can survive, it's not better than anything else!"
The prisoner named Lao Wu sighed and comforted his companion, and the two followed the flow of people towards the ridged wooden hut where they rested.
Returning to the resting place, the two of them received another piece of food each. After eating it in twos and twos, they got into the wooden room that was full of filthy smell.
Not long after, snoring began to sound, and the prisoners of war who had been busy for a day fell asleep one after another. Even some of them could not sleep, so they could only lie on the ground and dry out. Otherwise, as long as they left the room, they might be intercepted by patrolling drones.
Shoot.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was late at night, and only snoring and murmurs were left in the wooden house.
A figure quietly sat up from the ground. He glanced at the strong and snoring prisoner beside him and stood up silently.
A ray of light from the wooden house shone on the face of the dark figure. It was Lao Wu, a prisoner of war who was mixed with the strong prisoners and was bullied from time to time.
But at this time, he didn't have the usual cowering look, and his cloudy eyes were even more gleaming, like a hungry wolf choosing people to eat.
He raised his palm and waved lightly, and saw a piece of dust rising from Lao Wu's hand. Then he saw the dust spread out like a living thing. In an instant, it filled the entire wooden room, and followed the breathing of the prisoners of war.
Enter the nasal cavity.
Originally, some prisoners of war who seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping snored loudly immediately after inhaling the dust. As for those prisoners of war who were sleeping soundly, they slept even deeper, and even lightning and thunder could not wake them up.
After confirming that these guys couldn't wake up in a short time, Old Wu slowly walked to the door of the wooden house and quietly opened the door.
At the same time as he walked out of the door, a beam of light swept across the door of the wooden house, but there was no object there.
The dazzling light moved to the side, and a figure slowly appeared on the rough wooden door. It looked exactly the same as the color of the wooden board. It was absolutely impossible to detect his presence from the front.
After leaving the wooden door, the color of Lao Wu's body began to change again, this time to navy blue, and the outline of his body spread around like smoke.
Walking in the dark in this form, unless you pay special attention, you can't find any trace of him.
Of course, this kind of discovery is only for the naked eye, but for Shenglong City, which has various reconnaissance and defense equipment, trying to escape from the mine under the cover of night is nothing more than a dream.
At the highest point of the mine, there is a building similar to a tall tower, which monitors the entire mine at all times. Whenever any suspicious target appears, a piercing alarm will immediately sound.
Lao Wu has been in the mine for a while and has already figured out the defense arrangements here. He has also found ways to avoid these detection methods.
He slowly took out a special cloak and put it on. Old Wu's figure immediately disappeared from the monitoring equipment, and he walked slowly towards the place where the monks of Holy Dragon City lived.
Ten minutes later, Lao Wu stopped at the door of a wooden house, stretched out his finger to pick at the door lock, and the lock bolt inside suddenly retracted.
Walking into the room quietly, Old Wu put away a suit of armor on the table and slowly exited the room.
Half an hour later, Old Wu, wearing the Shenglong City standard armor, appeared at the entrance of the plane passage. After looking around, he quietly hid in the corner.
After waiting silently for about two hours, a dozen cars drove out of Loucheng and headed straight for the plane passage.
Lao Wu, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly jumped into the last car, got into the cab like a ghost, knocked out the monk in charge of driving the car, and then drove the car forward.
At the same time, Lao Wu threw a ball of mucus on the face of the unconscious driver. After more than ten seconds, he sucked the solidified mucus over and covered his face at the same time.
At this moment, Old Wu's appearance was exactly the same as that of the unconscious driver, and even his body shape became very similar. At first glance, there was no abnormality at all.
Immediately afterwards, Lao Wu covered the driver with the cloak. This not only covered his body, but also shielded him from the detection of the instrument.
The convoy continued to drive. Although his movements were a bit unfamiliar at the beginning, it only took more than ten seconds for Lao Wu to become proficient in his skills and follow closely behind the convoy.
It didn't take long for the convoy to arrive at the entrance to the plane passage and receive a comprehensive inspection.
Although the storage equipment in Shenglong City has become popular, some items cannot be transported using storage equipment at all, such as special animals, some plants that will die when entering the storage space, etc.
These items can only be transported by car. Since the invasion of the zombie world, similar transportation work has never stopped. For the scientific researchers of Shenglong City, any item from another world has important value, and they will never let go of any
Opportunity to obtain similar items.
As the sound of "didi" came, the entire fleet was scanned by the instrument from top to bottom, and the driver's identity information was also displayed at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, the two Holy Dragon City monks inspected the cab of the car, and then nodded to their companions not far away.
"No problem, let's go!"
A Holy Dragon City monk removed the roadblock, and the convoy began to move forward. Old Wu, who was at the back, tucked the unconscious driver's arms under his cloak, started the car and continued moving forward.
"Loucheng World, I'm here again!"
Old Wu looked at the plane passage in front of him with a strange smile on his lips.