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The next morning, the sound of iron rods striking on the guardrail woke up all the prisoners, and the jailer scolded and reprimanded, "You lazy dogs, don't get up and work for me!"

Darko was then taken out of the cell with a large number of prisoners, but Darko saw that some of the prisoners did not leave the cell together, but remained in the cell. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Most of those who remain in prison are prisoners with light shackles on their hands and feet, and like the old prisoners who gave Dakko the rules yesterday, Dacko now knows that such prisoners are called transactional prisoners, and the role of transactional prisoners is to assist the jailers in managing other prisoners.

Darko was strange, but he followed the flow of people and walked out, and the area near the valley wall was the mine. When he arrived at the mines, Darko discovered that the number of prisoners in the Adamantite Prison was so large, at a rough glance, that it was more than two thousand.

There were six caves in the mine, each controlled by six different groups of veterans, whom Dacko had learned from the other prisoners that they were called agents. Darko's group of new convicts were assigned to Mine Four, and the agent of Mine Four was a clerk named Bynum, who had a hideous face and most of his nose cut off, but no one dared to laugh at him, not only because of his mid-level samurai strength, but also because of his reputation as a murderer. Bynum's men then began to familiarize them with the work, explaining simple techniques and do's and don'ts to the new prisoners. After Bynum's signal, another clerk was given a pickaxe, a mining basket, and an oil lamp to each new prisoner.

"The tools are lent to you, and they will be deducted from your earnings today, so don't get rid of them, otherwise you will have to buy them again. Part of the mine here is open-air, and the open-air is a place for old criminals, you chicks are going to go to the mine, but don't go too deep, there are a lot of ferocious gophers and zombies in the depths of the mine, so call it a day before it gets dark! Otherwise, you might as well die on the spot here, and you can provide us with some meat to eat!"

Bynum glanced around the Darko and the others, then shouted, "Mine Four is my territory! There is a poisonous mist in the depths of the mine, you won't have any problem if you inhale a little, but if you inhale too much, you will become a zombie, and then you will wait for me to blow your head off!"

Only then did Darko know that there were zombies in this cave, but Darko was very experienced in dealing with Warcraft and didn't care about it. Most of the monsters that survive in the mines are photophobic and do not burrow out of their holes, so an open-pit mine with sunlight outside is the safest place. However, the open air was already occupied by those old criminals, and Darko had no problem with this, after all, everything had to come first and come first, and he still understood this rule.

Darko and the other new criminals walked into the cave one by one, they had just been told to be careful of the monsters, and they didn't dare to go too deep, so they dug at the edge of the hole. However, from time to time, I could see some prisoners walking towards the depths with the mine basket on their backs, those prisoners came earlier than Darko, it was impossible not to know that there were demonic beasts in the depths, but they still went to the depths, which made Darko very puzzled.

After digging for a while, Darko found that the rock wall was unusually solid, and even though he had dug with all his strength for ten minutes, not a single piece of rubble had fallen. Could it be that his own strength is too small? Darko quickly rejected this idea, although he is a magician and is not known for his strength, but there must be ordinary people among the prisoners, and his strength may not be as good as him, how can he not dig the rock wall here?

"Hey, rookie, you can't dig anything at the entrance of the mine, so if you want to dig a gold mine, you better go deeper. It was an old man with a scar on his neck, one of the new inmates who had entered the prison with him, and Darko remembered that his name was Ferrero.

"Why can't it be dug here?The rock wall is so strong, so how did this mine come out?" Dacko had communicated with Ferrero before, and he was familiar with each other. Ferrero had been in prison in the past, and this was the second time he had come in.

"It is said that the mine was excavated according to the distribution of the pure gold veins, and now the ore around the mine has been largely hollowed out, and the ore veins are distributed all the way to the belly of the mountain, and the perimeter has been reinforced with earth magic to prevent it from collapsing. Ferrero walked towards the depths of the mine as he spoke, and Darko had no choice but to follow, "Second-level earth-based magic hardening technique, if you have the strength of a third-level warrior, you can actually forcibly dig it up." However, these places were only strengthened by hardening after it was found that there was no gold mine, and even if you could dig it up, you would find nothing. ”

It dawned on Darko that the truth was simple, and he only had to think about it a little. So Darko followed Ferrero to the depths of the mine, and along the way there were also prisoners who went all the way down, and it seemed that it would take a long way to dig up enough gold.

Only then did Darko know why there were so many earth magicians among the jailers, presumably the mine walls were reinforced by those jailers with earth magic. After confirming that the gold mine in a certain area has been excavated, it will be fixed with a second-level earth-based magic hardening technique to prevent it from collapsing, and digging in the hardened area will inevitably be fruitless.

Darko followed Ferrero through the mines in all directions, and from time to time he used his spiritual power to go deep into the cracks in the rock walls of the mines to explore, and magical metals like adamantite must have certain magical fluctuations, which can be detected through spiritual power. Although the content of pure gold in gold ore is also very small, this proportion is certain, and the amount of gold ore can be known through the perception of pure gold.

However, along the way, Dakko had achieved nothing, so he knew that the mine had indeed been hollowed out. It is not surprising that this is the main road of the mine that countless prisoners pass through every day, and it is the most unlikely place to be missed.

Under the dim light, a team of people walked forward step by step. The further you go, the more rugged the road becomes, and as the number of forks in the road increases, fewer and fewer people you encounter. At first, some of the prisoners could be seen crouching in front of the broken stones, rummaging through them, and they were wary of everyone who approached them with a cautious gaze. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer prisoners, except for the occasional sound of a distant hoe hitting a rock.

After walking for about half an hour, the two of them arrived at a relatively spacious branch of the mine, where Ferrero stopped, "This is where I am every day, if you are not afraid of getting lost, you can continue to explore a section inside, and maybe you can find a more dense place in the gold mines." ”

Dakko probed with his spiritual power and found that he could indeed feel faint magic fluctuations in this place, and the surface of the rock wall also looked uneven. The previous mine roads that have been blessed by hardening are relatively smooth. Daktronics didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately brandished a pickaxe and started the great business.

Because of the shackles on his hands and feet, Darko dug very hard, and almost every swing of the pickaxe required all his strength. And that's not all, the shackles on his hands rubbed against his skin as he waved, and soon Darko's arm was blistered.

Darko scolded to himself, "It's really inhuman to come out and wear such heavy shackles!"

"The shackles are to prevent prisoners from fighting each other, and such a heavy shackle can suppress the attack power output of high-ranking fighters at an intermediate level. Ferrero heard Darko's complaint and explained to him, "As for the shackles, it's not too much, don't you see an inscription on it? It is said that this inscription can sense the magic circle at the core of the prison, which can prevent high-level magicians from using space magic to escape from prison." ”

Hearing this, Darko suddenly realized, he finally knew why he always looked at the inscriptions on it and looked a little familiar, many of the inscriptions in this circle were clearly the same as the inscriptions in the teleportation magic array! Relying on the induction of the inscription and the magic array to limit the movement of space, although Dakko couldn't figure out the principle, he also knew that it must have something in common with the teleportation array.

Churches and guilds will place spatial enchantments in important towns to prevent hostile forces from entering the city directly through directional teleportation in times of war. It can only be teleported back to the city through a fixed point teleportation array in the city, and this teleportation array can also be turned off at any time in wartime, making it impossible to locate the coordinates of the return scroll.

The Adamantite Prison's method of restricting teleportation is obviously not as good as the big town barrier, but it relies on the inscriptions on the shackles to achieve the effect of restricting specific targets, and it is also a very effective method. Darko was eager to study the inscription on the shackles right away, but he knew that now was not the time, so he only glanced at it twice and continued to start. The blisters on his wrists were quickly worn away, and the pain became more pronounced. From time to time, sweat flowed into the cracked skin, causing Darko to hiss.

"Hey, boy, how's it going? I can't stand this coolie, right?" Ferrero was much more freehand than Darko's, and he was able to talk attentively, "Haha, it's because you just came in, and after staying for a long time, you'll find that this dirty place isn't necessarily that bad, and even better than the outside in many ways." ”

Darko thought to himself, what better place to be in this kind of place than outside, but he immediately realized that he was from the plane of Ametia, and he felt that the conditions in this prison were very poor. But if you compare it to the Mercury plane, the prison is actually pretty good, at least there is a basic order.

"You may have experienced too little to see through, but let me tell you, the outside world is actually exactly the same as the inside, just with an extra layer of fig leaf. We're tired and tired, but we're just feeding the vampires. Ferrero also seemed bored, and when he caught Darko, he began to say a few words intermittently, "Of course, the vampires in here appear to be those old lords, but in fact, some of the ore they collected ended up in the hands of those lackeys. ”

Darko thought for a moment before he understood that Ferrero's old lord and lackey were referring to the clerk and the jailer, respectively. In order to save physical strength, Darko did not open his mouth to respond, but just waved the pickaxe mechanically, and the two of them just talked and listened to each other, which made the whole boring process a little more spiced.

Ferrero was an old man, but he was so skilled that he could cut a large area into a pile of rubble in just a few moments. By the time the Daktronics were making no progress, Ferrero had already mined four gold mines.

After digging mechanically for most of the day, Darko's pickaxe was suddenly blocked by some kind of hard object. His spirits suddenly lifted, and he hurriedly approached to check, and sure enough, he saw a little golden light radiating from it. He hurriedly stepped forward and pulled it away with his hands, trying to separate the gold mine from the stone wall.

"Hey, boy, are you trying to dig out the gold mine by hand?" Ferrero looked at Darko helplessly.

Dakko then remembered that he had forgotten to hoe with a crane's beak in his excitement, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed. When an entire gold mine was excavated, Dakko couldn't help but feel relieved from the bottom of his heart. But Ferrero's words immediately hit Darko again, "Don't be too happy too soon, this piece is going to be paid to the old lords for rent, and you have only earned enough interest on the debt so far." ”

Dakko was stunned for a moment, hurriedly threw the gold ore he had dug into the basket, and continued to dig hard. When the hard day finally passed, Darko's arms were bloodied, but he was lucky enough to dig up another gold mine shortly after. The achievement of digging two gold mines in one day is enough to be proud of as a rookie.

Footsteps were heard in the main tunnel, as groups of prisoners came out of the depths of the mine, and Dacko knew it was time to call it a day, and he walked outside with Ferrero. Although there were only two gold ores in the basket, Darko was tired from a long day's work, and it was quite laborious to carry the basket.

At the entrance to the mine were still the clerical prisoners, led by Bynum, who took a piece of the gold from each new prisoner's basket as rent for tools. Although the price of such a price is really high, it is clear that the inside of the prison is not comparable to the outside, so Dacko acquiesced in the deal.

Ferrero followed Dacko, who discovered that the old man had dug up six pieces of gold. So he knew that Ferrero was probably also a junior or even intermediate samurai, but he didn't see him use his fighting spirit.

Darko had just walked through the gate when suddenly there was a shouting and begging for mercy from behind, and Darko turned his head and saw that it was a new prisoner who had come in with him, and because he had not dug up a gold mine at the end of the day, and there was not enough money for tools, he was being beaten all over the ground by several old criminals. Darko remembered that the man had been tried before him, and that his name seemed to be Wood, who had been sentenced for polluting a water source. For such a thing, Darko just watched the excitement and walked away on his own.

Out of the cave, the sunset glow came from the direction of the prison wall, and Darko, who had just come out of the darkness, felt that the sunset was too dazzling. Soon the sun will set behind the mountains, and the valley will be covered in darkness.

The cave was empty, and the prisoners had already come out and returned to the prison. As soon as the sun sets over the horizon, the intricate tunnels are filled with zombies, most of whom have been transformed from former miners contaminated by the toxic gases of the depths of the mines into monsters as powerful as mid-level samurai, and the shackled prisoners are nothing to mention in front of them. Fortunately, as soon as the sun rises, zombies burrow into the depths of the mine.

Entering through the fence, Darko followed the flow of people for a while, only to realize that it was the opposite direction of the prison area, and in front of it was a crowded free market. He knew yesterday that there was such a thriving market inside the prison, but since the new prisoners were placed in the cell as soon as they were brought in, he didn't pay much attention to it, and he didn't have time to observe it until now.

The stalls on both sides of the free market were mostly selling all kinds of foodstuffs, others jewellery and medicines, and next to each stall without exception was a small pile of gold, apparently collected currency. Along the way, Dakko discovered that the price of food here was indeed ridiculously expensive, for example, steak, which only required a silver coin at most outside, sold for ten steaks for a gold mine. Adamantite veins are famous for their high gold content, with an average of 60 to 70 grams of gold extracted per deposit, which is about the weight of 10 gold coins. But inside the prison a piece of gold ore can only be used as a gold coin, which means that the price of food in this prison is ten times more expensive than outside!

Darko shook his head, although he had been mentally prepared for this, he was still very uncomfortable when he really needed to exchange the gold mine he had dug up for food all day. However, the prison is an independent market isolated from the outside world, and the weaker party can only accept the market order set by the stronger party, and this unfair trade is itself part of the punishment of the criminals.

However, this means that the fruits of Daktro's hard work can only be exchanged for one day's food. The rules of the Adamantite Prison are extremely tricky, on the surface they can trade everything with gold ore, and guarantee the prisoner's right to trade freely, but in fact, the average efficiency of the prisoner has basically changed the ore after three meals a day. And if you don't trade food, you will have to work hungry the next day, and it will be less efficient.

Although Darko was also hungry at this time, he did not go to buy food, but went to a stall selling herbs. It is heavy physical labor, coupled with the infestation of demonic beasts, injuries are also a common thing, so there are many stalls here to sell all kinds of raw medicinal materials, and even there are many low-level herbs and magic plants. The medicinal herbs in the stalls were all clearly priced, and Dakko found that the prices of the herbs sold here were also about ten times more expensive than the outside world, as if all the vendors had negotiated it.

Since a piece of gold ore is the smallest face value in the prison, it is impossible to set change, so you can only buy a lot at once. Darko didn't care about that at this time, so he was about to buy the herbs he needed, but at this moment, he noticed that there was a figure near him all the time.

Darko turned his head to see Ferrero picking things up at a nearby stall. Ferrero also happened to see Darko and beckoned to him, Darko nodded in response, but he felt a little abnormal in his heart, he now recalled, no matter when he was there or otherwise, it seemed that Ferrero would be near him.

Darko was so frightened that he was being followed and watched, so he quietly turned his gaze back to the stall in front of him. Looking at the price on it, he selected seven magic plants, which was just enough for the price of a piece of gold ore. Then pay the ore and leave. Of the seven magic plants, six are the raw materials of magic ink, which Darko can use to copy the magic scroll, and the seventh is what Darko really wants to buy.

Darko quickly turned two corners, opened his palm and gulped a handful of croton into his mouth. He is precisely using croton to boost his metabolism, as long as he has the space ring, his food source will not be a problem!