I am a sword fairy in the age of doom

Chapter 290 Signs
"Boom!"

The night was dark, thunder was roaring, and a dazzling beam of light suddenly pierced the darkness, but it was a small mining spaceship flying close to the ground while throwing a large amount of black matter into the wilderness.

Soon, the workshop-style mining spaceship quickly moved away, and a black flying sword came out from nowhere, picking up and swallowing all the black substances that were discarded at will.

This flying sword is naturally Jiang Mu's door flying sword. In the past few years, he has used the exploration adventurers of the Wei and Jin Mining Industry as a cover, and he can run around. Every time he goes to a mining area, he must leave a mark. Come here to collect slag.

At the beginning, he also made a very detailed collection plan for this. He never thought that there are too many mortals mining, and it is also because the fairyland is too vast that even those greedy mining giants cannot monopolize it, so he gave it to those workshops. A mortal mining starship with the greatest chance.

What regulations, what industry norms, what technology upgrades, I don’t care, I only know that in the past few years, the government has been buying energy crystals on a large scale and at high prices. As long as they can be extracted, it will be a huge profit.

As for the utilization rate of slag and the safe burial of slag, does it have anything to do with me?

Anyway, if this desolate world is thrown anywhere, no one may be able to see it for hundreds of years.

So in just one year, Jiang Mu had to choose to cast the net widely, because these workshop-style mining spaceships are so casual, they can throw slag wherever they mine, and the huge fairyland is full of slag.

Jiang Mu could only divide his ultimate spirit into [-] parts, and the door-panel flying sword into [-] parts, and just like that, he began to pick up slag all over the mountains and plains.

Now they are fleeing here because they are afraid of war.

With the help of mortals' construction in the Immortal World over the years and the full deployment of the Star Alliance network, he can even disguise his ultimate divine will as a Star Alliance signal to deliver and receive materials over a long distance.

A large number of mortals who have already settled in the surrounding cities of Xiancheng fled with their families. In a short period of time, the original population of 30 billion has shrunk by more than half, and the remaining half of them are also preparing to flee.

There are so many things a mortal with more resources can do.

So Jiang Mu could only speed up and focus on sweeping the mining areas of those mining giants, but before he could finish sweeping, the slag was stolen.

As a result, many bloody conflicts and many incidents emerged one after another, until the Alan Federation was forced to amend the law again to prohibit private mining.

If mortals want to go to war, that's fine, it's just energy conversion.

From someone stealing slag to immortals stealing slag, this association is not difficult. After all, it must be such an all-powerful means to steal such a huge amount of slag silently in such a heavily guarded place?
As soon as this matter was exposed, it set off monstrous waves in the mortal world.

But the problem does not lie in these, but in the back corner of this picture, half of an ordinary dark purple wooden stake is exposed.

Jiang Mu was exhausted, but the harvest was huge. Who would have thought that these workshop-style mining spaceships would be so cumbersome?
They are so unscrupulous in mining and smelting!
It's really locusts crossing the border, and no grass grows.

And the person who sent the message for help is still waiting for a knowledgeable boss to come. After all, it has only been a few breaths since he sent the message.

But at this time, he no longer collects slag, but is his exploration adventurer in peace and stability. He is waiting for the arrival of the fifth tide of the end of Dharma. By the way, he wanders in the information network of the mortal world every day. This is a good thing, and it is also the best dynamic information collection network to understand the entire fairy world so far.

Of course, they did nothing wrong.

The eyes of countless mortals refocused on the fairy city, and many legions of the Alan Federation mobilized frequently, wanting to catch the slag thief at all costs.

Jiang Mu didn't pay attention to these. Up to now, he has sent back 150 million balls of slag to Xiancheng. Although it is still far from Pei Qingyu's request, it is actually enough.

Jiang Mu glanced at the picture, then tapped lightly between his eyebrows with his finger, and the next moment, his figure appeared in the picture, and he came along the star network.

Because this is not only the improvement of mining efficiency, but also means that mortal technology has made great progress in the use of fairy energy.

But this time, the proportion of extracted fairy energy can break through to 35%, which is simply a revolutionary subversion.

After all, with the upgrading of mining technology, the slag buried by these mining giants in the past few hundred years immediately became a favorite, and it can be directly extracted when it is re-mined.

Time is really the most interesting thing. Their fathers migrated here more than a hundred years ago in order not to break out of the war between immortals and mortals.

But soon a bad news came. The mining and refining technology of mortals had once again been greatly improved. Originally, only [-]% of the fairy energy could be extracted, and the rest was slag.

Within the Immortal City, the anti-Doomsday Barrier, the Repeated Su Barrier, and the Immortal Dao anti-extinction curtain have all been opened, so preparations have already been made.

Unable to understand is equal to the unknown, and the unknown is the most terrifying.

Well, this can be regarded as adding bricks and tiles to Science Avenue.

Among them is the ability to attack Xiancheng again.

It is very likely that mortal technology will detonate a hurricane wave again.

At this time, Jiang Mu had collected almost 100 million balls of slag and returned with a full load.

When Jiang Mu found out the news for the first time, he knew that his good days were over.

Tens of millions of small mining spaceships almost wiped out all the immortal gravel that can be explored on the surface of such a vast area between the old land of the human race and the old land!

Even though there are already many experts and scholars in the mortal world who specialize in the study of immortals, immortal civilization, immortal law, etc., this matter is still incomprehensible.

Jiang Mu only glanced at him, and the man immediately fell into a coma, and then all monitoring and monitoring devices within a few kilometers of the area were temporarily disconnected.

But at this time, he can't care about those large mining areas for the time being. After all, large mining areas have a special process to bury the slag, so don't rush to get it. Instead, these workshop-style mining spaceships must keep up, otherwise they will not Be careful not to know where they threw the slag?
In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

However, Jiang Mu felt that ordinary people had to continue to work hard if they wanted to reach his level.

The other party was obviously a guy who secretly mined. What he took out was a somewhat dull piece of jade, which had long since lost its spirituality and value.

Several legions have been mobilized to the surroundings of the Immortal City, and countless people exclaimed on the major information media in the mortal world, is the sixth Immortal War going to break out?

In this way, if you get close to the mining areas of those mining giants, you are looking for death, because these mining areas are too heavily guarded.

As a result, good guy, the slag that we have stored for hundreds of years has disappeared!

"Is there any big brother who knows the goods, let's see what kind of fairy jade this is?"

Regardless of whether they are high-ranking mortals or middle- and lower-level mortals, almost all mortals, no matter how they viewed immortals in the past, now that the facts are in front of them, they all have to admit one thing, immortals, immortals are magical and elusive.

In the sea of ​​information with countless pieces of information refreshed in real time every moment, Jiang Mu suddenly locked on a piece of information that seemed nothing special.

At this point, his eyes fell on the dark purple wooden stake. He didn't need to look carefully to know that it should be made of fairy wood. The quality used to be quite high. That beautiful texture inside.

Only now, at the corner of the stake that should have been dead, a small spore the size of a grain of rice sprouted.

It's so unremarkable.

But it made Jiang Mu feel extremely creepy.

This is the fourth Dharma-ending tide, and the fifth Dharma-ending tide has not yet erupted, so why has the spirit revived?
(End of this chapter)