Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Although they were mentally prepared, they still felt a sense of illusion when they saw another group appear in the depths of the mining town after dealing with cannibals all the way.

Their clothes were torn, and most of them were just wrapped with simple cloth straps.

Only a few people can tie armor plates on their chests, necks and other vital parts for protection.

It looks extremely shabby.

But what is really surprising is that compared to the citizens who have lost their minds and completely degenerated into cannibals, these people in front of them, except for their overly pale skin, behave like ordinary normal people.

The experiences of the citizens were bizarre but still conceivable. However, how could they have escaped the curse and remained normal for such a long time?
Judging from the appearance of these people, there are quite a few young people who have just reached adulthood... They are still carrying on the intergenerational inheritance.

The mountain people came following the smoke from the fire, which was obviously the signal they usually used to call their companions together. However, they didn't expect that when they came over to look, they were completely strangers.

Moreover, he is the most dangerous outsider.

The mountain people were ready, but there were only a few dozen people here, so they were inevitably a little nervous.

Bo rushed forward.

Her body was so fast that the other party had no time to react and she was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Without waiting for their reaction, the anti-slavery fighter took out a ring and handed it to them. It was made very simply, but there was an irregular raw ore inlaid on the top.

Half of it has been smoked black.

The person opposite Bo was obviously the leader of this group of mountain people. She was wearing a basket-like helmet on her head, which completely covered her face. When the other mountain people saw her actions, they thought she was going to take action and they all stood in front of their leader.

But when the leader of the mountain people saw the ring in Bo's hand, he immediately stopped his companions: "This is..."

"Mr. Gray asked us to come," the anti-slavery man said.

This sentence immediately caused a commotion among the mountain people. The leader was even more stunned. He took the ring and looked at it for a long time before speaking:
"He's still alive?"

Bo nodded slightly.

However, although Lu Meng was far away, he could still hear the whispers of the mountain people behind the leader:

"Is it the traitor?"

"He attracted..."

The young man raised the corner of his mouth but said nothing.

On the other side, Bo was still talking to the leader of the mountain people. The leader's expression could not be seen through the basket and helmet, but from the range of his movements, it seemed that he was looking at the team behind Bo. When Bo was talking about something, the other party's gaze obviously lingered on the pack animals for a while longer.

Finally, he nodded.

"Come with us."

The other younger mountain people were obviously a little uneasy, but the leader had already accepted the ring. Whether they really trusted the ash he mentioned or were under pressure, they actually had no choice.

The mountains opened up.

The so-called mountain people did not live between the mountains, but in the "mines" - however, even the open-air royal mines had been dug into pits and holes, so how could these surviving descendants possibly live on the ground?

They are all underground residents, living in dark, narrow, and intricate mine tunnels all day long, living with the lines of the earth's crust.

With a loud "bang", a group of people walked to the location. Right in front of them, the seemingly ordinary pile of boulders suddenly scattered, revealing a deep cave entrance, and a dull atmosphere emanated from it.

A long voice sounded:

"The rain brings a good harvest."

"Blood for the sands," the leader of the mountain people saluted, "Master Guard, we are back, but..."

"Don't say anything unnecessary." The voice interrupted him directly. A burly son of the Green Plains came out. It was hard to imagine that a person could grow so strong in such an environment. "What's important is how much you bring back..."

The guard stepped into the light and saw that he was wearing a hood and chain mail. At first glance, he looked like he was wearing a robe made of chains, but he was speechless before he could finish his words: "How much, how much..."

What caught the eye was a large group of people behind the mountain people. The Ember Iron Guards had swords on their waists. Even before they were unsheathed, they looked murderous in the light of the sky, as if they were preparing to invade.

Compared to the mountain people team, they have several times more people, so Lu Meng is not so conspicuous among them. However, even if someone else reveals his name at this time, no one will know it in the depths of this secluded mine.

The guard was horrified. Although he was a guard, the mountain people were very fiery. If they encountered the enemy outside, they would rather die than lead them back home and expose the entrance, let alone betrayal... So he, the guard, was actually more like a decoration and a support.

He reacted quickly, picked up the moon blade in his hand and tried to reach for the alarm, but there was only a slight sound, and the guard's hand felt heavy, as if the tip of the knife was hit by something, and the machete deviated and missed the lever that was originally within reach.

"This is what the preacher wants." The leader maintained the saluting posture.

The guard failed and found that the other party did not make any unnecessary moves, so he calmed down: if it was an invasion by foreign enemies, it would be enough to have this group of mountain people leading the way. Even if they could not penetrate all the secret passages underground, they could already cause great damage.

There's no need to have a serious conversation with him.

The guard looked at the respectful leader in front of him with lingering fear: this guy must have done something just now, his palms are still a little numb... Although his status in the church is higher than these old men, everyone knows that they cannot be underestimated.

His expression changed several times, and he made way: "Let's go."

Lu Meng hid the miniature crossbow back into his sleeve. It was the same one that the prosecutor Lin Ji had used before, and it was a parting gift from the other party to him.

Its design resembles a toothpick crossbow, but its power and quality are quite good, especially the fact that it is quick to assemble and wind up, and no one actually noticed the whole process. Of course, this is also due to his [Magic Hands] skill, which he also has and it comes in handy.

Just treat it as a toy.

Lu Meng's sight has penetrated deep into the mine... Once the other party sounds the alarm, it will not only alarm all the mountain people, but at least cut off the entrance to this passage, keeping them outside and building layers of defense... Although the guards have little experience, they make decisions without hesitation.

Seeing the guard give up his position, the leader was actually a little surprised. He didn't know what happened. In his impression, this Silver Moon guard was not such an easy person to talk to...

Or maybe he had also heard the rumor... The leader of the mountain people nodded, without any hesitation, and led the people behind him in.

After all, the possibility is not high.

These old men didn't care. They were indeed grateful to the Preacher for resolving the life-and-death dilemma of the rebels. It was he who prevented them from falling into the same situation as the cannibals outside... But they would not blindly follow his theories and had reservations.

However, the newly born young generations are already full of fanaticism and unwavering.

There is no room for any more deceptive voices. (End of this chapter)