The foreman lowered his head and kicked the old man who was lying on the ground, rolled his eyes, spat, and cursed: "Useless old stuff, 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 for me."

The incinerator room is the area where the fires in this mine are concentrated. There is a kitchen for meals, but most of them are furnaces for smelting ore.

Almost all those who lost the ability to work in the mine were thrown into the incinerator room, and no one came back after going there.

Zhang Zheng kept moving his hands, glanced sideways, and saw 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, wandering off to another place, leaving only a basket of ore just laid on 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 held it just now. , 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 next to the old man to take over the mining position left by the previous person.

The stone chisel in her hand was blunt and painful, and she didn't know who held the stone chisel in her hand, presumably that person had the same ending as the old man.

However, she knew that an important person would usher in her old man's position.

As for why she would know?
Because the brown dot ball in her pocket kept repeating the news.

[Special attention: important people are approaching... Special attention: important people are approaching...]

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 mine.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he found that his hands and feet were in chains and chains, and his clothes were a dusty overcoat and long trousers that didn't fit.

Among a group of people in the same attire, there were about dozens of them, and she was driven forward by two big men with knives in uniforms like officers and soldiers.

With a little luck, Zhang Zheng could feel the surge of aura and full physical strength in her body. This was her own body, and it was not subject to any restrictions.

She didn't act rashly, and followed the team honestly all the way, until turning left and right in the dark mine field, the big man with the knife untied their shackles and chains.

They were handed over to Foreman Liu, who was the foreman who beat the old man to death with a whip. He had a violent temper and would beat people if he didn't like it. Death and injury are commonplace in this mine, and no one would hold them accountable.

It was also at this mine that when she held the stone chisel in her hand, the brown dot ball in the storage bag rolled out by itself and got into the inner pocket of the jacket.

The mysterious voice from the brown dot ball started the first broadcast in the head.

[Special attention: The assessment monk Shiqi is in place, please wait for the mission to start... Special attention: The assessment monk Shiqi is in place, please wait for the mission to start...]

Since then, Zhang Zheng has dug the ore honestly every day, while observing the surrounding situation without any trace.

As the observation deepened, Zhang Zheng gradually discovered the horror of this mine, and he was even more thankful that he did not act rashly.

At first glance, none of the people here has spiritual power, not even internal strength.

I thought this was just an ordinary mine fantasy in the mortal world, but on an ordinary day, when Foreman Liu was chatting with Foreman Wang in the mine next door, Zhang Zheng found something out of their cursing. abnormal.

"Damn it, those idiots of the foreign race dare to come to our place to play wild!"

Foreman Liu flicked his whip angrily.

"Haha..." Foreman Wang grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and patted Foreman Liu on the shoulder to comfort him, "Why are you so angry, those garbage from other races are here to seek death."

"You didn't see it. As soon as the high priest made a move, the trash became so angry that it didn't move. It was smelted to death by the furnace."

As he said that, he licked his chapped lips, and there was a hint of evil desire in his eyes, "Don't say, the body of this alien race is really different from the few alien races he met before. It took three days for the stove to refine him. If he hits my hands, I will use his corpse to refine Gu dolls, and if I sell it, I will make a lot of money."

Foreman Liu scoffed, "Just you?"

He cast a contemptuous look and said sarcastically, "You can't handle it even if it's for you. Didn't you hear that the foreman in the third area was injured?"

Foreman Wang smirked nonchalantly, "Isn't there Lao Liu and you? We can't catch him together? I don't want you to provide the ingredients for refining Gu. The refined Gu dolls are sold for half of the money between the two of us."

"What's the use of talking about it now, a foreign race may not be able to see one for decades."

"That's right," Foreman Wang nodded in agreement, and sighed, "Oh, so this high priest just doesn't understand the hardships of us low-class people making money and living, and all the good money is wasted."

……

Zhang Zheng combined their words with the illusion of the Golden Palace Examination, and barely pieced together what happened.

The foreign race that Mr. Liu and his two people mentioned should be the monks participating in the assessment, but the identity of the high priest they mentioned is unknown, but the status in the mine is probably not low.

It was probably a body training cultivator who couldn't stand the constant beatings, scolding and seeking trouble from 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.

I don't know if the body-refining cultivator was eliminated or really died.

Regardless of his ending, Zhang Zheng came to the conclusion that the mine is definitely not simple from this matter, not to mention whether the high priest who easily suppressed a monk can kill her, even if it is the head of the mine in the area such as Liu Foreman and Wang Foreman It's not a small threat.

After listening to the conversation between Foreman Liu and Foreman Wang, Zhang Zheng has been extremely cautious during this period of time, not daring to do anything that might reveal his status as a monk, such as inquiring about some news in secret, and working hard all day, as if he was a monk. Numb mining slaves.

Because of this, she hasn't figured out what the cultivation system in this illusion is. She can feel the aura in the air, but the aura is extremely thin, almost only one-thousandth of the aura of Wanxuanmen.

With such aura conditions, even a single spiritual root with excellent aptitude may not be able to draw qi into the body in a lifetime.

The aura was so thin, but it was replaced by a heavier aura in the air, which couldn't be called evil or terrifying, it just made her feel a little uncomfortable when breathing.

but……

Zhang Zheng wielded a stone chisel to chisel off a piece of ore, and threw it into the back basket beside him. After working for half a day, the back basket was already full of a large basket of ore.

Stuffing the stone chisel into his pocket, Zhang Zheng knelt down and carried a basket full of ore on his back. He subconsciously glanced at the woman next to him. Her basket was almost half full, and she kept waving the stone chisel. all over the place.

Pretentiously stepping on the uneven mine ground, she needs to carry this basket of ore to the incinerator room.

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