I have a city in another world

Chapter 1409 Escape Infiltration
When the land was shrouded in pitch darkness, the prisoners of war who had been busy for a day finally heard the ringing of the bell to call it a day.

"Queuing up to hand in the tools, anyone who dares to hide them will be hanged!"

The Corpse Clan cultivator in charge of the supervision had a swollen face, perhaps because he did not absorb enough vitality, this guy looked very ferocious, his fat face was full of tears, and black and red stinky oil kept dripping down.

Even though his body was covered in oil stains, and even his clothes were dyed gaudy, he didn't care. He just kept waving the whip in his hand and lashing at the slow-moving prisoners.

If someone dares to resist, the whip will be whipped harder, and the more intense the resistance, the harder the whip will be.

With the support of the holy dragon city monks behind them, can these bastards still turn the world upside down?
There are quite a few supervisors like him in the mine, and they are all selected from the outstanding prisoners of war. The better they perform, the more rewards they get. Sacred Dragon City has never been stingy in this regard.

Even during the meeting, the monks in charge of the prisoners of war in the Holy Dragon City once promised that as long as they were loyal enough, they would have the opportunity to leave the world of the corpse race, even if they brought their family members with them.

For the aborigines of the corpse race world, there is nothing more exciting than this reward. You must know that due to the invasion of death, the corpse race creatures have been tortured since birth. If they can get rid of this pain forever, Then they are willing to pay any price.

With generous rewards and incentives, these supervisors behaved quite positively, as if they were putting their lives on the line.

The prisoners of war simply hated and envied this situation, but they didn't know how many people wanted to replace it.

"These bastards, what's so arrogant, don't fall into my hands in the future, otherwise I will definitely make them regret being born!"

After being whipped twice because of his slow movements, the strong prisoner of war cursed repeatedly, but he didn't dare to continue to confront him. The previous painful lesson 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 to the wooden room with ridges for rest.

Back at the resting place, the two each received another portion of food. After eating in two or three bites, they got into the wooden room full of filthy smell.

It didn't take long before there was snoring, and the prisoners of war who had been busy all day fell asleep one after another. Even if some people couldn't sleep, they could only lie on the ground and suffer. Otherwise, as long as they left the room, they might be caught by the patrol drones shoot.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already midnight, and there was only snoring and raving in the wooden house.

A figure quietly sat up from the ground, he glanced at the strong snoring prisoner beside him, and stood up silently.

A ray of light from the wooden house shone on the face of the black figure. It was Lao Wu, a prisoner of war who mixed with strong prisoners and was bullied from time to time.

It's just that at this time, he doesn't have the usual flinching look, and the turbid eyes are even more radiant, like a hungry wolf who chooses to eat people.

Raising the palm of his hand and waving it lightly, he saw a cloud of dust rising from Old Wu's hand, and then saw the dust disperse like a living thing, filling the entire wooden house in an instant, following the breathing of the prisoners of war. into the nasal cavity.

Originally, some sleepy prisoners of war snored loudly immediately after inhaling the dust, while those sleeping prisoners of war fell into a deeper sleep, fearing that lightning and thunder would not be able to wake them up.

After confirming that these guys could not wake up in a short time, Lao Wu walked slowly to the door of the wooden house and opened the door quietly.

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 nothing there.

The glare of the light moved aside, and a figure slowly appeared on the rough wooden door, which looked exactly the same color as the wooden board, and it was absolutely impossible to find his existence from the front.

After leaving the wooden door, the color of Old Wu's body began to change again, this time it was navy blue, and the outline of the body spread like smoke to the surroundings.

Walking in the dark night in this form, as long as you don't pay special attention, you can't find his trace at all.

Of course, this kind of discovery is only for the naked eye, but for Holy Dragon City, which has all kinds of detection and defense equipment, wanting to escape the mine under the cover of night is tantamount to nonsense.

At the highest point of the mine, there is a tower-like building that monitors the entire mine at all times. As long as there is any suspicious target, it will immediately cause ear-piercing sirens.

Old Wu has been staying in the mine for a while, and he has already figured out the defensive deployment here, and has also found a way to avoid these detection methods.

He unhurriedly took out a special cloak and put it on, Lao Wu's figure immediately disappeared from the monitoring equipment, while he himself walked unhurriedly to the place where the monks of the Holy Dragon City lived.

Ten minutes later, Old Wu stopped at the door of a wooden house, stretched out his fingers to pick the door lock, and the bolt inside suddenly retracted.

Walking into the room quietly, Old Wu put away a set of battle armor on the table, and then slowly exited the room.

Half an hour later, Lao Wu, who was wearing the Sacred Dragon City standard battle armor, appeared at the entrance of the plane passage. After looking around, he quietly hid in the corner again.

After waiting silently for about two hours, more than a dozen cars drove out of Loucheng and headed straight for the plane passage.

After waiting for a long time, Lao Wu 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 to continue.

At the same time, Old Wu also 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 comatose driver, and even his body shape became very similar. At first glance, no abnormalities could be found at all.

Immediately afterwards, Old Wu put the cloak on the driver's body, not only covering his body, but also shielding him from detection by the instrument.

The convoy continued to drive, although the movements were a little rusty at the beginning, but after only a dozen seconds, Lao Wu's technique became more proficient, and he followed closely behind the convoy.

It didn't take long for the convoy to arrive at the entrance of the plane passage and undergo a comprehensive inspection at the same time.

Although the storage equipment in Sacred Dragon City has become popular, some items cannot be carried by 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 researchers of Holy Dragon City, any item from another world is of great value, and they will never let go of any opportunity to obtain similar items.

With the sound of "Didi", the entire convoy 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 checked the cab of the car, and then nodded to their companions not far away.

"No problem, let it go!"

A monk from the Holy Dragon City removed the roadblock, and the convoy began to move on. Old Wu, who was at the back of the line, stuffed the unconscious driver's arm under the cloak, started the car and continued on.

"Loucheng World, here I come again!"

Old Wu looked at the plane passage ahead, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)