"Dad, how far are we off?" asked Hughes, tilting his head, as he sat down next to Mark. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Soon," Mark thought for a moment, "the master's task is to convert 4,000 catties of black gold for adults and 400 catties of black gold for children, which is 400,000 catties for adults and 40,000 catties for children." We have completed the mining of 430,000 catties of ore, and it is estimated that it will be completed tomorrow in another day of digging. As for the day after tomorrow...... , Dad will take you to the back mountains to play, okay?"

"Alright!" said Hughes, exclaiming excitedly, then frowning, "Still, we'd better dig for black gold, so that next month won't have to be so hard." ”

Mark listened, and his eyes suddenly moistened.

Slaves are the lowest human beings in the Jinfeng Continent, not even as good as pigs and dogs.

They can be bought and sold, slaughtered, whipped and insulted at will, without any freedom or dignity, and live only because they cannot die. Because in their minds, they are imprinted with a mark of imprisoning magic for the rest of their lives.

This seal was both a shackle used by slave owners to bind their slaves, and a sign for them.

Once this mark is lifted, then he is no longer a slave, otherwise, he will flee to the ends of the earth, or if he wants to kill himself, he will be controlled by the slave owner, and there is no chance of resistance, he will never be able to turn over for the rest of his life, and he will be the life of a slave for generations!

Thinking of this, Mark couldn't help but secretly make up his mind: "For the sake of my son, I must fight for every opportunity to regain my freedom!"

However, he also knew in his heart that it would be difficult to unblock the magic, but it was not without chance.

At present, he knows three ways: first, ask the magician for help, second, redeem himself with money, and third, gain the favor of the slave owner.

Asking for a magician's help, Mark has never had the luxury of expecting it, because, although there are many magicians, there are not so many that anyone can see them, and sometimes it is even more difficult for even ordinary nobles to see magicians, let alone a slave?

As for spending money to redeem yourself, that's just a dream. In reality, not to mention money, even he himself is the property of Shenmo Yerks, where does he get the spare money?

"If you think about it, there is only a third way to fight for it. Mark said in his heart, "As long as I complete the task given by the master perfectly every time, over time, the master will definitely be moved by my sincerity." Although this kind of opportunity is one in ten thousand, it is better than nothing, and I heard that many years ago, Master Shen Mo did restore his freedom because of the outstanding performance of a slave. ”

"I'm going to make it!" Mark stood up, and though the chances were negligible, he decided to give it a try.

Even if it's not for himself, he has to work hard for his six-year-old son. His son is still too young and has a long life ahead of him, he should not be a slave like a pig or a dog for the rest of his life, he should have a new life, and he should have a future full of hope and joy like a commoner's child.

Mark has strengthened his belief and is more energetic in his work.

......

"Three adults, the ones who are digging for black gold over there are Mark and his son Hughes. The middle-aged slave, whose face and body were covered with blood, and who had obviously been whipped several times, pointed forward with a painful face and said aggrievedly.

"Grandma, what the hell is this place, I actually walked Lao Tzu for four or five hours!" The hook-nosed warrior had the most hot temper, and reached out and whipped the middle-aged slave again. For him, the slave was the object of his anger, not a living flesh and blood person at all.

"Hey, that little rabbit cub!Yes, that's you, get over to Lao Tzu! Your grandmother, for your sake, Lao Tzu's legs are about to break!" cried the red-faced warrior. They were all only first-order warriors, and their physical strength was limited, and they were indeed a little tired from turning around in the cave and walking up and down for a while.

Along the way, it attracted the attention of all the slaves in the cave, and they all looked at them in shock.

The slaves all knew that in the history of the Iron Spring Valley, proud warriors had never disdained to enter the cave, but today three warriors walked in at once, which was really unusual!

And when they heard the cry of the red-faced warrior, they were even more surprised that their eyes fell to the ground, and the three warriors entered the cave for the little slave of Xiuth!

At the same time, they couldn't help but have some doubts: Did Theseus offend them? No way, if they did, they could have waited outside. Could it be that there is some treasure in Xius that they are anxious to get?

The slaves were speculating, but Mark was so frightened that his face turned green, and he didn't need to ask, he also knew that it must be when he gathered in the morning, and his son's abnormality was seen by the three warriors, so he would come in person. Maybe they don't know about the existence of 'ear protection' cotton, but it is obviously impossible to hide it.

What should I do?

Mark was quickly trying to think of a solution, but saw that Hughes continued to dig for black gold as if he hadn't heard.

"Hmm, the little slave is deaf?" asked the Thin-Eyed Warrior angrily.

The middle-aged slave's heart suddenly shrank in fright, and although the Thin-Eyed Warrior was the least talkative of the three, he was the most ruthless, and he was certain that if he answered 'yes', the Thin-Eyed Warrior would kill all the slaves here to vent his inner anger.

Fortunately, Nasius was not deaf, and the middle-aged slave was glad in his heart, and he shouted incessantly: "No, no, definitely not ......"

The three warriors glanced at each other, and all of them flashed brightly, and sure enough, there was a treasure, and this trip was not in vain!

"Dad, what's wrong with you? What is uncomfortable?" Seeing Mark's face very bad, although the six-year-old Xius didn't understand a lot of things, he also knew that people who were uncomfortable would have such a bad face, so he reached out and took out an 'ear protector' cotton and asked with concern.

Seeing his son's actions, Mark's face became even worse, but he couldn't hide it too obviously, otherwise he would be even more eager to cover it up. Now he could only ask Heaven to bless him, and the three warriors did not see what was in the hands of Hughes.

Obviously, that was unrealistic, and in the bright light of the surrounding illuminating hedrons, not only warriors, but also slaves could see clearly. How could those three warriors not see?

Sure enough, before Mark could finish praying, he heard the red-faced warrior exclaim, "'Ear Guard' Cotton! Oh my God, what a sin it is to spoil such a noble thing in the hands of a slave!"

"It's a sin indeed!" the thin-eyed warrior saw as well.

"Then what are you waiting for!" the hook-nosed warrior was the most anxious, and rushed over first.

Mark hurriedly pulled Hughes into the depths of the cave. It's a pity that he, a slave who has not undergone any cultivation, can escape the pursuit of the warriors?

Seeing that they were about to be caught, suddenly a huge bang came from outside the cave, which was deafening, and even the cave was shaking incessantly, more and more violently each time.

"Click, click, click......" The stone wall in the cave was suddenly torn apart by the shock, and the sound became louder and louder.

"Whew!Whew!"

After a while, I saw one stone after another falling down.

"Oh no, the cave is going to collapse!"

I don't know who shouted, and suddenly frightened the slaves who had been panicking even more, and they all ran out desperately.

"Bang!"

The red-faced, thin-eyed and hook-nosed warriors originally wanted to catch Hughes and then escape, but suddenly a stone fell in front of them, scaring them out of a cold sweat, and they quickly turned around and escaped.

The three of them fled for their lives far more arrogantly than the slaves, and all those who stood in front of them were slashed by them one by one, so frightened that the slaves in front of them hurriedly made way for them.

......

"I'm sure these loud noises are coming from the Jinjiang battlefield, where there must be another war. While escaping, the red-faced warrior slashed people while expressing his opinion with great interest, "You say, what is the Xifeng Empire fighting with our Black Gold Empire every year?"

"For black gold. The Thin-Eyed Warrior replied dryly.

"For black gold?" the hook-nosed warrior was also interested.

"Yes. Black gold is a good thing!" The Thin-Eyed Warrior's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again, "Unfortunately, I don't know how good it is, I only know that the main material in the 'Black Spirit Pill' that we usually use to enhance our sensitivity is black gold. ”

"What! The main material of the Black Spirit Elixir is black gold? You are talking about the black gold we are digging?" the red-faced warrior exclaimed in surprise, but his hand did not stop at all, whether the slaves stopped him or not, he slashed them with a single sword.

"Yes. "The thin-eyed warriors do not show weakness, one by one, and never drag the mud and water.

"It is said that a black spirit pill costs three hundred gold coins, and a black spirit pill is only the size of a little finger, we can dig out tens of thousands of tons of black gold in a day in Tiequan Valley, I don't know how many black spirit pills can be made?"

"At least 100,000. The Thin-Eyed Warrior replied.

"Oh my God, that means we can earn at least 30 million gold coins a day in Tiequan Valley?!" the red-faced warrior held his breath in shock, and he strangely didn't raise his sword to slash anyone.

The hook-nosed warrior was also speechless in surprise, this is just a small Tiequan Valley, there are too many valleys like this in the entire Black Gold Empire to count, no wonder the Xifeng Empire wants to go to war with the Black Gold Empire every year, with such a huge profit, which one is not red-eyed?

Seeing that the two companions were shocked, the small eyes of the thin-eyed warrior actually became a little bigger, and the slave was chopped up, which was more chic and freehand.

......

Mark followed them from a distance, watching their cruel knife skills, his heart was cold, but he was helpless. A slave who wants to fight with a warrior is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. Even if there are more 'eggs', for the 'stones', they are just 'eggs', at most there is more blood on the body.

Little Xius also looked at it with thick eyebrows, if he hadn't been pulled by his father, he really wanted to go up and bite them a few times.

The people they killed were all his 'relatives', they had all taken care of him and loved him, but now they have all become their swordsmen, and they have no way to face these three hateful bad people.

Little Theseus' heart was full of guilt and self-reproach.

He closed his eyes in agony, tears streaming silently.

The stones in the cave were still smashing mercilessly, and the slaves were smashed to the point that their brains burst and blood flowed. The three demon-incarnated warriors were also still wielding broadswords, killing people like hemp.

Mark, who was huddled in the crowd, suddenly shouted, "Reese, you take Hughes first, and I have to pack up my tools." Then, I saw a red-haired Reese squeeze through the crowd, "The cave is about to collapse, what do you care about the tools, run away!"

"Throwing away tools is a capital offense. Ever since he saw the three warriors taking care of themselves, Mark began to think about how he could perfectly complete his master's task.

Protecting your digging tools is the first step!

He knew this very well, so as soon as he saw Reese, he immediately stopped him, handed him Hughes, and turned to pick up the tools.

"You ......" Reece put down Hughes and tried to persuade him, but he saw that Mark was like a dexterous rabbit, dodging the falling stones, and picking up the tools one by one, so he had to swallow the words back.

When he just leaned over to hug Xius, he found that he was missing, and hurriedly shouted: "Xius, Xius, where are you?"

"Uncle Reese, I'll go first!" In the noisy voice, Reese heard the shrill child's voice of Hughes coming from the front, and his heart suddenly felt relaxed, and he hurriedly squeezed over there.

After Mark picked up the tools, he happened to see a cowhide basket full of black gold ore, and thought that he was still tens of thousands of catties away, and if he carried this basket out, he could reduce the difference a little bit, and at the same time, he could complete the task more perfectly, so he bent down and carried the cowhide basket.

Reece turned back to Mark while squeezing and shouted, "Mark, hurry up, follow me!" As a result, seeing that Mark actually fled for his life and did not forget to carry a basket of ores, although he was angry that he did not know the priority, but he was also faintly moved by his spirit of daring to give everything to achieve his goal.

......

There were many forks in the cave, and slaves poured out of each one, and their hands were so sore with red faces, thin eyes, and hooked noses that they had not yet come out of the halfway!

"Look at this posture, it's not like a battle on the Jinjiang battlefield, it's like a magician's fighting method!" The red face didn't know whether he was scared or tired, and it became even redder, red as blood, like a monkey's buttocks.

"You're right. The surrounding magic elements seem to have become a thousand times richer all of a sudden, and I can sense it with my faint magic element sense, it's really incredible!" Thin Eyes exclaimed in shock, "Judging from the current intensity of magic elements, these magicians must be high-level magicians above the seventh order. ”

"High-level magician?!" The red face and hooked nose were both startled, usually not to mention a high-level magician above the seventh order, it is a first-order magician, and even a person with a little bit of strong magic element sensitivity is rare, this will be careful but say that it is at least the seventh order, it is really unimaginable.

Because it didn't feel real, both of them smiled disdainfully, not believing the words of the thin eyes.

Thin Eyes was trying to persuade the two companions, when he suddenly saw the little slave standing at a fork in the road not far in front of him, and raised his eyebrows at them, gritted his teeth, and muttered that he didn't know what to say, but he also knew by his look that it was definitely not a good word.

The cave is indeed very large, and thousands of people are not crowded, but unfortunately there is only one exit.

Thousands of people ran towards an exit, but you can imagine how slow it was? It was ridiculously slow! What was even more tragic was that all the people wanted to get out as quickly as possible, so there was a chaos of trampling, pushing, and pulling, and in the end very few people went out, but countless people were stoned to death and trampled to death. (To be continued.) )