Huang Wei's thoughts were not unfounded. He had already guessed that what Shi Liang wanted was to gain an advantage as soon as possible and, with the joint efforts of the mine slaves, dig out a tunnel leading to the ore vein as soon as possible.
Although he still couldn't guess the reason for Shi Liang's behavior.
However, acting in this way will inevitably form a massive collective action. By that time, the suspicious Bai Yanjun would naturally not sit idly by.
Once the army takes action, this fire crystal vein, which is currently only known to Shi Liang alone and should be extremely rich in mineral deposits, will inevitably attract the highest attention from the frontier army.
I'm afraid that by that time, all of Shi Liang's undisclosed plans will be completely destroyed in an instant under the pressure of absolute force.
The Fierce Armor Legion definitely has this strength!
Regarding Huang Wei's worries at this time, Shi Liang had obviously taken care of it and said very confidently: "It's okay. There are three perigees of the mine vein I discovered. You just need to tell me what I will tell you later. Just spread those locations as quickly as possible."
Halfway through the words, the 'child' swallowed unconsciously: "Everyone must dig out a few more tunnels that can get close to the main vein before the Blood Clothes Camp completely blocks the mine vein."
"As long as this is the case, you can take us out?" Hua Laogou, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head. It was obvious that he had been listening silently for a long time, and for a while he was not sure of his complete belief.
"Yes, you just need to help me do this one thing well." Shi Liang once again said every word with certainty, finished speaking, and nodded with certainty.
"Then what?" The person asking the question at this time was none other than the leader of this ethnic group - the elder named Zhang. Despite his gray hair, he was already considered an elder, but at this moment, he still obviously had no idea in his heart, so he immediately asked a question that everyone had in mind.
Shi Liang did not continue to answer, but silently scanned the crowd. Seeing that each of them looked uneasy and confused, he had no intention to speak anymore.
There is no use in talking anymore. Only he can complete the rest.
Of course he knew that although these people in front of him also had great visions, they were willing to participate in his escape plan. However, they must not have completely let down their guard yet.
Explaining the follow-up plan can of course boost the many beliefs of these people that have not yet been fully established at this time. However, once Shi Liang is really in danger of life, most of these people will immediately betray him to the Bloody Clothes Battalion.
The 'child' who had seen through everything at this time did not say anything more. He walked to a corner alone and tightened his clothes.
Seeing that he was unwilling to say anything, everyone naturally found it hard to continue asking more questions.
In the silence, the night became darker. In the darkness, the sound of wind and snow that was originally heard through the rocky ice wall, and the biting coldness that bit the bones, had been quietly amplified bit by bit!
Time did not pass long, and soon everyone fell into a deep sleep.
Under the sinkhole, the wind roared, frost, snow and wind formed a rolling whirlpool, wantonly plundering the ice that had not yet been blown up between the winding stone walls. All the cold currents in the desolate land seemed to be gathered here, but they It was isolated from the surface of the ground by the warm stone mine beneath the soil.
Yes, the main reason why there are so many mining slaves surviving in the Fire Crystal Valley is the fire crystal energy buried deep underground.
These mysterious, strange, inexplicably warm energy sources slowly travel along the densest rock formations in the earth's mantle, and are transmitted into caves that have not been completely covered by frost, providing energy for those poor mining slaves who are also huddled in the stone walls and caves. , sending enough warmth to help them survive the cold night.
Everything is silent, except for the sound of frost and snow.
It wasn't until dawn broke that the violent hurricane began to show signs of fading.
This seemingly lifeless and desolate land seems to have a critical temperature line that can be seen by everyone. As soon as the shadow of the sun drops to the raised cliff in the southwest, the temperature begins to rise. Soaring all the way up!
As the bright sun above the blue sky continues to rise slowly, all the ice and frost begin to melt away. Thin streams of water still gather at the bottom of the pit. Gradually, the huge lake that originally seemed to have dried up begins to rise rapidly again. own water.
"Dang——!" A loud sound after the bell struck suddenly rose up and echoed in the Fire Crystal Valley. This is the unique morning exercise assembly alarm of the Blood Clothes Camp, and it is also a reminder signal to urge the mining slaves to get out of the cave as soon as possible.
Soon, a group of inspectors wearing simple armor will begin to descend into the tiankeng, and conduct a daily 'meticulous' count of the surviving mining slaves who have passed through the cold night and come out of sleep.
At this time, these soldiers who are 'very happy' after receiving their missions will always 'invite' those lazy men who are still 'nostalgic for their homes' with '100% enthusiasm', centralize and unite, and lead them The only possession that most people in the world have to keep at hand at all times - the essential mining pickaxe for everyone in the sinkhole, and join in the daily "work that must be completed" as soon as possible.
Repeated work day after day always makes the mining slaves lazy at this time. Under the impatient urging of the strong and strong soldiers, they reluctantly enter the designated mining area.
Next, they need to pick up a sufficient amount of raw fire crystal ore by themselves before noon today in exchange for their share of life-sustaining rations.
This is what all the mining slaves in the sinkhole have to do every day in order to survive. Of course, some of the more powerful families will have one or two designated people to pay off their shares in advance.
After all, there are only a few good cave dwellings, and the number is very limited.
After the Blood Clothes Camp intentionally and forcefully reshuffles the cards every day, it provides a way for all ethnic groups that have accumulated a certain strength to take the upper hand at this time during the day, either to retain or to grab a better place. Best way to nest.
This is a safer chance to survive, and naturally no one is willing to give up the fight. ——This is also the fundamental reason why the conflicts between the various ethnic groups under the tiankeng have accumulated over time and turned into enemies.
Two peaches can kill three men, not to mention that it is only used to deal with some ants, so it is naturally very effective.
This is an obvious and vicious operation! In fact, it is obvious that it is the mecha unit that usually always stands aloof, and it is intentional.
However, under the basic law of the jungle, no one can ever completely break free from the prison.
"How come you, a brat, are the first to come?" The soldier in charge of redeeming the money today was a little stunned, and then thought of some of the rumors he heard last night.
With a look on his face, the officer and soldier directly collected the stone that Shi Liang pushed to the table and threw out the first piece of food.
After finishing the work, I was still muttering in my mind: "It seems that Zhang Laogui and his family were all seriously injured last night. I'm afraid they will have to endure a few days of hard life." 'Watching Shi Liang leave the mining area, the soldier actually felt a little gloating about his misfortune.
Of course they knew about the fight that took place in the sinkhole last night, and they took it for granted that Lao Li and the others must have suffered a big loss and were seriously injured before they were willing to let a child come to participate. They were doomed today. The struggle will be miserably lost.
'In all likelihood, he won't be able to keep the cave he has occupied for many days. 'This is the officer's own judgment based on past experience.
Once you return to camp, a new gambling game will begin!
As the superior frontier elites, they never bothered to actively intervene in the struggle of these mining slaves under the sinkhole.
However, this does not hinder at all, the border troops stationed near the base will treat these things as jokes after dinner.
After all, there are always constant disputes among these useless trash, which is far richer and more exciting than the lives of warriors like them who only know how to train constantly every day.
What's more, some people may also think that these "child-like playing houses" are somewhat comical, and can interpret the most ordinary and interesting leisure anecdotes in daily life, often with some twists and turns.
Gambling games based on this have always been the most popular in the military camp.
However, Shi Liang, who had a plan hidden in his heart at this time, had no time to spare and had more concerns with these old fritters who looked like veterans.
However, he had not taken a few steps out of the redemption point when he was stopped by Lao Li.
"No, I'll accompany you." Lao Li didn't know what Shi Liang was going to do now, but after all, he had taken care of this 'child' for a long time, and he had always regarded Shi Liang as his nephew and descendant. At this moment, looking at him about to go into danger alone, his face was already full of worry.
After all, there is still a terrifying giant bird perched on the cliff, thinking about this little kid who has made him return without success several times.
"I alone am enough." Shi Liang's answer was firm and affirmative.
Lao Li looked at his child, who was so stubborn, and couldn't help but express his worries: "Xiao Liang, don't forget, on this mountain..."
The strange bird had attacked twice before and after. It was not like Lao Li and the others had any stupid problems. Naturally, they had guessed the key issues and knew clearly that the monster's current target was at this moment. Standing in front of me was this 'magic child'.
The concern for his 'relatives' still makes this man who has been separated from his relatives for a long time resolutely hope to stand by this 'child'.
Lao Li's heartfelt relationship finally made Shi Liang, who was about to act alone at this time, feel warm in his heart and comforted him: "It's okay, Uncle Li. I will ride on that bird and come to take you away."
"That bird?" The few words Shi Liang accidentally revealed made Lao Li find the key point.
"Yes, I have a way to control it."
"Really?" The strong man was still a little unsure.
"Really." Shi Liang simply nodded.
"Then I..." Lao Li seemed to want to say something more, but after all, halfway through his words, he began to feel speechless.
Since he already knew Shi Liang's next goal, he naturally understood the reason why Shi Liang refused to let him accompany him.
If he insists on following, he is afraid that he will become a useless burden in the end. Not only will he not be able to help the 'child', but he may also make the current favorable situation more complicated.
"It's okay, I can do it alone." Shi Liang lowered his head and said nothing. He continued to walk and passed by Lao Li silently.
This man whom he had cared for for more than twenty days could not completely freeze his heart. This was not a state conducive to fighting.
After all, the next road requires him to be extremely cautious and careful.
Lao Li was filled with unspeakable depression in his heart. After a moment of dullness, he hurriedly turned around again, only to find that there was only a rugged rock in front of him, and there were still some 'children' there.
Shi Liang just disappeared before his eyes.
