The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Once caught by the pickets, the infected were either executed, sent to the mines, and waited to die in pain, or executed by drawing lots as a joke.

The black stick, that wooden stick covered in black paint is a nightmare that the infected person cannot accept!

Alex's body trembled, hunger, pain, fatigue, life was worse than death...all the pain caused by the mine was surging deep in his soul!

Run away, run away!

A small voice speaks in the body, and timid emotions ripple deep in the soul.

But... anger follows.

He thought of his sister who watched helplessly when he was dragged away, of the infected miners who watched him being beaten and secretly took advantage of his whole day's gruel, and of Ursus' never-ending persecution of him. .

So, when everyone bowed their heads in silence because they knew nothing, Alex raised his hand.

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The boy's eloquent explanation has ended. The past of the mine being directly exploded by a passing chivalrous girl and the rapid increase of troops was known to the infected people disguised as pickets.

The women, children and the elderly had already left with the messenger team. Only Alex, who wanted to return to the mine with Jo Lun and the others, stood beside the red dragon and watched him give orders to the infected who had resumed their formation:

"Start grouping now, and everyone who has trained with Faust will come forward."

bang bang bang-

In the crowd

The infected who stood upright quickly stood up and formed a team in small steps. They were obviously more qualified than the infected who remained in the same place. They were able to quickly form a team and gather in front of Jolon. Faust was at the front of the team. Single people stood straight in a row.

"Faust serves as temporary command, and the old man is in charge of the newcomers. One person will lead two people. The newcomers will completely obey the old man's command. If they disobey, they will be executed on the spot."

Tartarus pointed at the weapons brought by the messenger team. The long knives and crossbows were neatly placed on the ground:

"The old man is equipped with a long sword and crossbow, and the newcomer is equipped with a sword. It takes 3 minutes to choose a partner, and 2 minutes to choose a weapon. Now, start forming a team immediately!"

Alex looked at Faust with envy, watching this young man who was in the same age group as him, only one or two years older at most, holding a crossbow and a sharp weapon that looked very sophisticated and motionless, just standing straight. looked at the teacher.

Behind him, the infected who he had spent three days gathering and training quickly selected the newly joined young man, and without a word of nonsense, he led his partner to pick up the matching long sword and crossbow.

No one reacted to Faust's immobility - the newcomers here saw the boy easily defeating the leading strong man, but the old people were really taught a lesson by Faust on the spot.

It’s not like there weren’t people who were pretending to be careless or had unruly intentions but wanted to be a thorn in the side. When Faust followed Faust in cleaning the blood-stained weapons, the infected people lowered their eyebrows and obeyed this little guy completely.

There is no law in the tundra. Only naked violence can deter other people, whether infected or villagers. The fear of Ursus comes entirely from their well-equipped pickets, not from the decree issued by an emperor. law.

Faust has become the emperor of this small group.

As for Tartarus?

That is a god on earth, there is no comparison between Faust and him!

Besides, the leader also agreed long ago that those who followed Faust's special training will follow this amazing Phedea to form a UFO team, specializing in long-range shooting and rear destruction. There is no need to choose between the immediate boss and the supreme leader. Talk a lot.

The silence of the old man encouraged the silence of the newcomer. According to the rules of the infected gathering place, if Faust defeated the new leader, he could immediately become the leader if he wanted to, and there would be no problem in enjoying special treatment.

As for Tartarus?

That is an invincible man, there is no comparison between Faust and him!

Faust had no way of knowing what the infected people under his command were thinking, but Tartarus was very satisfied with the people's speed of gathering and level of obedience. The man touched Alex's head and squatted down to replace him while the "pickets" returned to their positions. Tidying up the collar:

The messenger team did not expect that there would be children who insisted on staying in the team and did not prepare small cotton-padded clothes. In desperation, the messenger captain Legier took off his own cotton-padded clothes and gave them to Alex, and the little Ursus stayed away. The fate of being shivering in the cold wind.

"Alex has courage and wisdom."

Qiao Lun stood up, looked directly at the infected, and said:

“Now, we know the location of the mine, their strength, and even the weapons, supplies and the latest handover time.

Now is a rare time of year, the soldiers escorting the ore have not arrived, the new guards have relaxed their vigilance, and we, now have full stomachs, are ready to fight at any time. "

"In the mines, countless infected people are injured, dying, hungry, and working. Ursus does not treat the infected people as human beings. They treat the infected people as consumables. They will only arbitrarily take away the infected people and put in a lot of hard work." The ore has been dug up through countless hardships, but what are the infected waiting for?"

"It's a black sign! It's a bowl of gruel that can't fill your stomach! It's the tragedy of being shot by guards while wearing ragged clothes in the ice and snow!"

"But, is it the fault of the infected? Who is using the Source Stone? Who is treating the Source Stone as an essential energy source, and who is constantly creating infected people because of this?!!!"

Qiao Lun looked at the infected people who were standing upright in front of him, their faces flushed and snorting because of his words:

"It's Ursus!!! It's the nobles!!! It's their insatiable desire and stupidity!!! It's the result of these scum devouring the infected while letting the guards pick up swords to kill the infected who were trapped in the Source Stone. !!!”

"Now, let's take revenge. Let's take revenge on those guards who unscrupulously let the infected miners live in despair and fear!!!"

"Since they like to draw lots, then we catch them and let them draw lots!! Since they like to be smart and let one or two infected people escape in the snow and then shoot them, then we also let them feel what it feels like to be infected!! !”

The grief-stricken and indignant new and old teams roared and shook open the branches full of ice and snow piled on the trees!

Chapter 53 Black Sign ([-] words)

Life in the mines was anything but pleasant.

Anton tightened his clothes again, otherwise any cold wind would penetrate into the body where the Origin Stone infection was becoming more serious.

These black devils were spreading inside his body, and the intense pain mixed with ignorant whispers kept him awake at night. The bastards in the mine would only laugh at them and let them grovel and drink a bowl of gruel. The heavy labor only took a few minutes. God made him lose the strength to resist.

The guards were systematically exterminating infected miners—less than three days after being sent here, Anton discovered the dark and vicious thoughts of these bastards.

Most people will struggle and resist when faced with such a desperate scene, but the more they struggle and the more they resist, the more terrible revenge will be triggered, except for Anton.

Sergey, who was jointly in charge of this mine, had already had five or six young men shot dead by guards.

This is just their area. There is no need to guess how many hopeful infected people were mercilessly shot in other areas of the mine!

What's more, Anton also discovered many old people and children. Some of them were dying, and some had only seen this world for less than ten years. Their bodies were engraved with the past and future of Ursus.

But in this mine, the old man had to support his body going downhill and hit the ore with a pickaxe. The wrinkled tiger's mouth was torn and damaged by the shock, and the calluses on his palms were torn and bleeding.

Children have to carry heavy slag on their young and weak shoulders. The unique white shoulders of young children are bruised with bloody bruises. Many children's malnourished and weak bodies have developed skeletal deformities early due to the heavy workload.

No matter men, women, old or young, no matter their experience and qualifications before infection, all of them were thrown into the mines to burn out their lives just because of the black crystals on their bodies, forcing their entire lives to be burned by the Ursus empire.

They drank gruel and were whipped by the guards unscrupulously. They would be beaten severely for any reason - bad weather, bad mood, bad wine, bad food... Such outrageous reasons were written openly in the book. The report form, regardless of whether it is stained with blood or not.

However, the Source Stones generated by the blood and tears of the infected miners will not benefit them at all. These black crystals dug out of the mines will be forcibly taken away by the guards and sent to the mobile city as the blood of Ursus' progress.

Nobles, capitalists, ordinary people... the rule makers viciously found the despicableness in human nature and explored this set of weaknesses with great interest. In the end, most groups in the country lost sympathy for the infected and only had disgust.

Hopeless and sad days can destroy everything. Young people of the same batch as Anton and Sergey watched helplessly after the infected people who tried to resist or escape were executed. The old miners who worked were numb and treated everyone equally.

They would have been like this, and like this batch of young people, they would be miserable and helpless. In the end, they would return to dust and turn into a bunch of ridiculous Originium Dust in the mine.

But they didn't.

Anton and Sergey tacitly concealed their relationship. The former worked seriously, took good care of his body and never fell behind. He secretly collected damaged pieces of cloth to replenish his clothes so that he could live longer.

The latter worked hard to chat with the older generation. After a day of mining and being forced to death by the guards, he wanted to crush his bones with his muscles. While drinking gruel that could not even provide basic nutrition, he used dried Words came out of the pale lips, understanding the love and hatred among the miners.

Every other day, in the middle of the night, Anton and Sergey would communicate using the stones given by the leader a week and a half ago - Sergey told Anton and they wanted to record all the information about this mine. , so that when the leader arrives, he can quickly understand the current situation of the mine.

"Everyone, your ideas are wrong. Love, friendship, status, livelihood... You feel miserable about losing these things. But when you enter the Ursus mine, you will find out what despair and hopelessness mean. Even so, , are you also willing to participate in the mission?"

The red dragon's judgment is still as active in the memories of Anton and Sergey as his clear and melodious voice. They have to admit that the leader is right.

Having experienced the hell on earth in the Ursus Mine, the depression I felt not long ago seemed like a lifetime ago.

So... when will you come, chief?

Anton was awakened by the cold wind again. He gathered his clothes again and looked up at the countless stars in the dark sky.

Tonight is the crescent moon period. Each of the two moons is as thin as a hook, and the stars are bright and densely packed into the dark sky.

Sometimes I really feel that these are the eyes of some extraterrestrial beings peering into this earth...

Anton remembered the past when he was so frightened by the horror stories told by his parents that he trembled and was afraid to sleep. He couldn't help but reminisce about the past.

He is a man with no love, who has everything and nothing:

He was still a teenager at that time, with a complete family in a small town, and a lovely sister. The two spent a naughty childhood in their hometown, happy teenagers, and were about to enter a responsible youth.

However, nightmares always favor beautiful stories, just like suffering never spares the ordinary people living on this land.

Anton's sister is attracted to him.

The other party is a noble.

The slim Ursus girl was just going to pick some wild vegetables from the surrounding mountains when she was taken aback by the Ursus noble who was out for an outing out of boredom.

——He took her by force.

Anton didn't know what his sister was feeling when she came back from despair. He just felt like there was a fire burning inside his body. His rage and humiliation were unbearable. The Ursus young man picked up a sharp knife and tried to rush out to fight, but he was killed by the girl. Hold on—behind them, their parents were silent.

Anton was forcibly taken home. His mother's tearful gaze contained too many emotions that he could not understand at the time. His father stayed up late at night, smoking a cigarette and his back was hunched over, making Anton toss and turn.

What a majestic man he was once, able to chop down a whole cedar tree from the mountain with an ax to meet the family's needs for a week, but now he is hopelessly unable to do so in the middle of the night.

When I fall asleep, I can only smoke dry cigarettes that I looked down upon in the past.

The nightmare did not let go of this poor family - the shameless nobleman came looking for them the next day.

The village where Anton's family lived was the second stop of the noble young master's visit. He saw that Anton's sister had not restrained her villainy at all. Even now, he still remembers the disgust on the face of the young man wearing a dress that cost the family's annual income. smile.

In the background, the humble and shameful figure of the village chief, who was nodding and bowing, loomed.

So the next afternoon, Anton received news like a bolt from the blue:

The village chief and minor nobleman sent a message through the thug, asking his sister to walk into the villain's room by herself.

How could there be such a disgusting story?

Young Anton wanted to rush into the nobleman's room and kill him immediately, but his father held his son's clothes with his generous palms. He almost begged to stop Anton's revenge, with a humble smile that made people proud. The thugs came over to "inspect the goods."

There are more than 20 thugs. Their strong muscles and ferocious body beat a few disobedient idiots until they can't get out of bed for two or three months every year.

My sister went reluctantly.

The next day, the news was...that my sister was dead.

Anton's parents went to beg for a corpse, but what they got was a donkey. The noble's sister's corpse was in a good mood and used as a casting material for the Origin Stone skill...

Ha ha.

At that moment, Anton seemed to hear the vicious sneer of a cold voice coming from inside his body.

No one cares about what this family thinks. The village chief is complacent with the nobles' casual praise, the minor nobles are ecstatic with the big nobles' praise, and the Anton family... didn't they get a donkey?There are still many people who are jealous!

Anton wanted revenge, Anton couldn't bear the hatred.

But when he was preparing with anger, he was greeted by the inferior spells of the little nobleman who was dominating the village - and the two teams of thugs who came here following the nobleman who killed his sister.

He was held down in humiliation, struggling desperately but unable to move. Those hateful-looking bastards rushed into Anton's house in front of him and smashed it wantonly. When his father knelt down and begged to leave a way for the family to survive, he All that came was ridicule.

Anton was not killed - "The noble Lord is kind-hearted and does not want to see you suffer." He will always remember what the little nobleman in the village said with an unusually bad smile on his face.

That bastard stabbed the three remaining members of Anton's family deeply with the Origin Stone.

Then, the thugs punched and kicked Anton's elderly parents, and the fists and kicks rained down on them, but Anton was firmly held down and could only watch helplessly.

He was so filled with hatred that his eyes were red as if blood had soaked every part of the world, but until he spat out a few pieces of broken white teeth from his mouth, the miracle didn't happen.

Anton was thrown to the ground like a dead dog, his dying body ravaged by spells and thugs motionless. It was extremely difficult to even stand up. His father, the man who could carry ten cedars by himself, was wailing as the thugs and thugs attacked him. The magic bully made him roll on the floor, and his mother, a clever and kind-hearted woman, had already passed out from the pain.

The little nobles and the thugs left with great satisfaction, leaving a few guards outside Anton's house. They wanted to wait for the news that Anton's family was infected to spread throughout the village, and then... justice would naturally come from heaven.

When Anton woke up again, the house was in a mess, and his father and mother were left in the same place with their tragic scars. Anton stood up with difficulty to take care of them, only to find that his mother was no longer alive, and his father also had a high fever due to the damage from the spell.

He desperately took care of him, but there was no water or medicine - he tried to rush out, but what he got in return was the guards beating and yelling mercilessly. He screamed desperately and tried to get help, but in exchange he had to sacrifice his neighbors' homes. Doors and windows are closed.

That night, Anton's last relative left him.

Even when he was unconscious and dying, the old man would hold Anton's hand and moan softly. He looked at Anton with an almost pitiful look on his neck, where the Originium infection appeared. He wanted to laugh but couldn't. .

The pain had left him unable to express any comfort.

Anton thought about it for a long time that night, the whispering in his ears became more and more intense, and the pain in his body increased steadily, but it was no longer important.

The man set fire to the house where all his childhood memories were stored.

Here, his sister, who was played to death by the nobles, once made Christmas gifts with him in the dark;

Here, his poor and helpless sister once woke him up in the middle of the night and watched the New Year's bonfire with him in complete silence;

Here, his sister has a smile on her lips, not the pale and swollen look she is now. The slim girl is like a bud about to bloom, docile and beautiful.

Here too, a man and a woman live with two children. The mother will prepare breakfast and dinner early, and the man will plow the fields and work on time. He will also take Anton and his sister out to greet other uncles and uncles in the fields.

It was also here that his father was still as strong and his mother was as gentle as ever. Anton's family was not as devastated as it is now, everything was still fine, and Ursus' despair had not yet penetrated the family.

The fire devoured everything and Anton was able to escape.