The creature of the other world, when he heard this, Qing Jiuyu instinctively frowned.

The long-eared ape continued to sneer, "It seems that you already know something. ”

Qing Jiuyu couldn't feel what was in the dark sinkhole.

It's impossible to imagine how deep this huge crater is.

The long-eared Australopithecus didn't want to talk to Qing Jiuyu about the Holy Land.

The reason why it is called a holy place has always been a secret of the two worlds.

"It's time for you to go." The long-eared Australopithecus said.

"What are you going to do with me? According to what you said before, you shouldn't be able to convict me now. ”

Long-eared Australopithecus says:

"You'll be trapped by the doppelganger of the plague lord. This is where the Holy Land obtains resources, not where you are held. You will be imprisoned in the Far Away Heavy Mountain Prison. ”

Doppelganger?

Sure enough, the source of the epidemic also has other abilities, and it is not just by poison.

Qing Jiuyu remembered silently.

Since there is still time, everything will still turn around.

When Ember Dragon and the source of the epidemic took another step, Qing Jiuyu glanced at the deep pit.

The existence in this deep pit has subverted her cognition.

Because it is not the same as what Tang Xian mentioned. She believed in Tang Xian.

It's just that Tang Xian also doesn't know something.

After all, the secret of evil is hidden in the depths of the invisible underground.

……

……

Holy Land Fortress.

It took several hours for Song Que to come to this fortress.

Most forts are named, even if they are not named with a numerical code like the forts in the national area, and they will choose the core features and place names to name them.

Fort Castle Tower and Fort Lincoln, for example, are taken from some of the core features.

London forts, on the other hand, are named after place names.

The Holy Land Fort was an accident.

Because there are no features associated with the Holy Land.

The moment Song Que walked away to download the utensils, he saw a banner welcoming him.

-- Welcome Commander-in-Chief Song to inspect.

Song Que was secretly puzzled.

As the commander-in-chief of the human race, in the sixth-floor conference room of the Thirty-Nine Fortress, Song Que had also met the owner of the Holy Land Fortress, Zhuo He.

He remembers information from everyone he has come into contact with.

Zhuo He is very old, older than his father.

His hair has long since fallen out, and he is always smiling and moaning, giving people a kind and kind feeling.

Song Que had a good impression of him.

It's just that I came to the Holy Land Fortress by myself, and I didn't inform anyone.

"Welcome to Commander Song, the future lord of the First Fortress, to this small place."

Song Que smiled:

"Lord Zhuo is polite. But why did the lord know about my coming? ”

"Command Song and come with me."

Even if Li Wanye came to the first fortress, he didn't necessarily expect his father Song Gengchao to greet him in person.

Because although it is difficult to apply for a visa for a fortress, and there are very few people who change to a fortress, this kind of thing is a trivial matter after all.

Song Que couldn't understand that the lord of the Holy Land Fortress was so idle?

He followed Zhuo He. Zhuo He was hunched up, and there were not many guards around him, and they all looked like ordinary attendants who were not very strong.

This made Song Que even more puzzled.

If Li Wanye doesn't take him to the bottom alone, he won't be able to come back.

This Zhuo He is so confident in the security of his fortress?

The next scene he saw also surprised Song Que.

He wondered if he was really at the bottom.

On the ground floor of the Holy Land Fortress, there are no large groups of people who have no permanent shelter due to heavy mining and no permanent residence in the streets.

Even the ground floor of the Thirty-Nine Fortress and the First Fortress combined, I am afraid that they do not have as many buildings as the bottom floor of the Holy Land Fortress.

Song Que and Zhuo He walked in the streets and alleys that extended in all directions.

From time to time, people at the bottom wearing exquisite workmanship clothes nodded in greeting Zhuo He.

Zhuo He didn't have the slightest, and nodded in response. The demeanor is kind and amiable.

There are also many service industries on the streets.

In front of the fruit shop, someone is haggling with the owner.

In the tailor's shop, the girl was waiting in front of the mirror to admire her new clothes.

From time to time, you can still hear the sound of various items in the department store not far away.

Children under school age kick a ball in an open field.

Some adults sat in the distance, smiling and smoking.

This scene is not unfamiliar to Song Que.

But if this happened at the bottom, he was very puzzled.

"What does Commander Song think? Is my fortress peaceful? Zhuo He asked proudly.

Song Que made an expression of amazement and praised:

"How did you do that? I'll have to learn from you. ”

Zhuo He smiled:

"Each fortress has its own secrets, just like the Song family and the Li family have their own characteristics, and like the fifty-one fortress has powerful industrial technology. The old man is very willing to share the benevolent governance of the fortress with Commander Song, but what Commander Song really wants to ask should be where does the energy of the fortress itself come from? ”

Song Xiaoxiao nodded, and there was nothing to hide, and said sincerely:

"That's true."

Zhuo He shook his head and said:

"This is the unique technology of our Holy Land Fortress, so I can't tell Commander Song, I hope you will forgive me."

Song Que was indeed curious about this question, but Zhuo He's answer was also reasonable, he nodded and said:

"Lord Zhuo, you're polite, it's me who is more abrupt, and this kind of question shouldn't be asked."

"Commander Song came to the Holy Land Fortress this time, but is there something?"

"Look at my appearance, do you think there's something? It's just that my father thinks I've been too tired lately and wants me to go to another fortress for a few days. I searched and came to the Holy Land Fortress. It seems that I am not wrong. ”

Zhuo He let out a hearty laugh and said:

"Commander Song, take a good look here, I'll send someone to arrange a place for you to stay?"

"No need, the fortress is busy, Lord Zhuo, you can come to pick it up in person, it is already a nuisance to you, this is just an ordinary tour, you don't have to care."

Song Que's honest smile made people unable to refuse.

Zhuohe says:

"Also, in that case, I won't disturb Commander Song's play, this is a pass. The entire fortress is open to Commander Song on all levels. ”

Song Que still had a smile on his face, but he was shocked in his heart, originally thinking that Zhuo He would more or less hide something.

Some core secrets were also hidden at the highest level, but Zhuo He actually directly opened all the levels to himself.

It is true that he represents a giant second only to Fort Lincoln and Fort Thirty-Nine.

But the owner of the Holy Land Fortress is really too hospitable.

Song Que did not refuse this kindness, took the pass, and exchanged pleasantries with Zhuo He, and Zhuo He left.

After Zhuo He walked away, Song Que continued to stroll around the streets on the ground floor.

If the other party does not close the second to sixth floors, then there is not much need to go to the second to sixth floors.

On the contrary, it is the bottom, and it is to greet you in person, what is it to confirm?

Song Que walked with some doubts.

The bottom floor of this fortress is simply too beautiful.

It's just like what he fantasized about when he was a kid.

As the future heir of the Song family, Song Que had also seen the scene at the bottom before, and fantasized that one day the people at the bottom would be able to live a comfortable life.

But when there was really a fortress that could see this, Song Que felt that something was wrong.

Where is it?

With doubts, Song Que walked on the street looking for someone who could settle down.

Maybe these people will be able to solve their doubts?

Thinking so, Song Que's eyes fell not far away—a family with a child sitting in the courtyard reading a book.

It was a boy about ten years old. In about a year or two, they will be sent to the school district.

It was his father who was telling him the story.

The mother came out with a fruit bowl after a while, and the family seemed to be happy.

Song Que was very envious, remembering that he and his eldest sister and second sister, as well as his father and mother, had not been together in such a warm family for a long time.

Song Que stepped forward and expressed his intention.

The head of the house is called Lu Chao'an, the child is called Lu Ming, and the hostess's surname is Wu, without mentioning the name, Song Que called her Mrs. Wu.

This family of three is extremely ordinary at the bottom of the Holy Land Fortress.

When Song Que showed his pass, they also received Song Que very hospitablely.

After a short time, Mrs. Wu tidied up the room for Song Que.

This simple folk style made Song Que a little overwhelmed.

Later, he discovered that the dwellings on the ground floor of the Holy Land Fortress were indeed slightly worse than the dwellings on the second floor of the First Fortress.

But it's no worse to put it in other fortresses.

He even felt that this fortress was almost like there was no bottom.

He didn't stay in the house for long, and Lu Chao'an asked:

"Would you like to come out and get something to eat?"

Song nodded and came to the living room.

It's lunchtime, and the quality of the nutrient solution is good.

Song Que sighed:

"This place is indeed a holy place."

The child Lu Ming asked:

"Big brother, are you from another fortress?"

"Yes. The fortress I was in was quite far from here. ”

"Other fortresses, isn't there a lot of fun?"

Song Que shook his head and said:

"Other fortresses...... It's not as good as here, and the people who live in this fortress are very happy. ”

When Lu Ming heard this, he seemed a little proud.

Mrs. Wu and Lu Chao'an also chatted with Song Que very enthusiastically about some topics.

During the conversation, Song Que finally asked the question he wanted to know.

"Mr. Lu, I have always had a doubt, like my first fortress, the people at the bottom are still very hard every day, and they basically work in the mining area. Usually when it's lively, it's at night, but here, I see that the people at the bottom seem to be more leisurely? ”

Song Que was convinced that the output value of the third service industry of this fortress was very high. Foreign trade is an important item of income.

But no industry can match the output of the underlying sources.

Mr. Lu did not sell Guanzi like Zhuo He, he said:

"Commander Song, we will also mine, but this time it is not our turn."

"Didn't have a turn? What does that mean? Song was puzzled.

Lu Chao'an said proudly:

"Under the call of Lord Zhuo, not only the people at the bottom need mining, but also the talents at the higher levels will also participate in mining."

Song Que was taken aback.

"If you think about it, the talented people are stronger in the mining area, and they are naturally more efficient.

And this rotation system also allows everyone to have enough rest time, and we can live such a leisurely life, but we are really grateful to Lord Zhuo! ”

"I want to be like Lord Zhuo in the future!" The little child Lu Ming had adoration in his eyes.

Song Que was completely stunned.

Talent mining?

The Holy Land can be so equal, don't the gifted people mind?

This is naturally a good strategy, but whether it can really be achieved or not, Song Que is skeptical.

If this is indeed the case, why did Zhuo He hide it?

It's not a secret, and it's easy to be asked.

If it is true that the gifted people are willing to do what the people at the bottom do, then the evolution of civilization in the pyramid is not what it is now.

Song Que felt that something was wrong, but he really couldn't say why.

After lunch, Song Que was wandering around the house, and he noticed a photo hanging on the wall.

Somewhat of what puzzled him was that the photo was a little smaller.

The photo frame is obviously larger than the photo, and the photo is naturally a family of three, and Lu Ming should be less than ten years old at that time.

But it didn't take long for Lu Ming to ask Song Que to accompany him to play.

Song Que did not refuse.

Playing with innocent children is always a joy and lightheart.

There's no place on the ground floor like Thirty-Nine Fort Fallen Street.

Along the way, Song Que did not have any illegal and illegal underground industries.

Everyone he saw had a smile on his face.

There was only one pregnant woman, probably from prenatal depression, who seemed a little scared, but in the park, her husband was also gentle and enlightening him.

These images are beautiful.

Song Que thought that maybe he should go to the mining area to have a look? Let's see if, as Mr. Lu said, even the talented will participate in mining.

He admits that he is a little too sensitive.

In fact, Lu Chao'an's explanation was reasonable, but Song Que always felt that something was wrong.

Thinking so, he didn't play with Lu Ming for long, and after accompanying Lu Ming to buy some children's toys, he took Lu Ming home.

Mrs. Wu was very reluctant not to go, and her children actually had to spend money to buy toys.

But Song Que's honest smile always makes people feel at ease, so he can't refuse such kindness.

This scene is so beautiful, whether it is people's lives, or people's hospitality and simple temperament.

Song Que said: "To be honest, I actually came here to bother, that is, I want to learn how to govern the fortress like Lord Zhuo. After Mr. Lu's explanation, he suddenly became enlightened. It turns out that there really is such a social system where everyone is equal, especially in the pyramid, which is really remarkable. ”

Mrs. Wu's expression was a little unnatural, but she quickly smiled with satisfaction:

"Yes, we're happy to live here."

"Mrs. Wu, can you tell me whether the mining area of your fortress in the mining area belongs to the mining area?"

"This ...... I don't know, my husband was worried about me and didn't want me to do heavy work, so he didn't let me go to the mine, but I had a map of the mine. ”

After Mrs. Wu finished speaking, she went to get the map.

Song Que had a moment of doubt.

Mrs. Wu has never been to the mining area-

Such a family is ordinary, that is, it is possible that many women, old people have not been to the mining area.

These people account for a large proportion, even if they rely on talented people to mine, this is inevitably too many people, right?

Song Que didn't believe that a fortress that hadn't opened up the seventh layer would have many powerful talents.

The theory of talent mining is feasible, but it is equivalent to sacrificing a part of the value of hunting.

Song Que didn't doubt for long, and soon Mrs. Wu brought the map and pointed out the location to Song Que.

"That's what my husband said, I haven't been here, but he works here."

"Okay, thank you, I'll be going to the mine later, it's a learning experience."

"Okay sir, you need to be careful, I've heard the mines are dangerous."

Song nodded and remembered the location.

This location is not unfamiliar, it is just a green area known to mankind.

Song Que remembered that he should have been there, but he didn't remember much about the scene at that time, and he thought it should be not much different from other mining areas.

Today's events made him confirm that he should go again.

Later in the evening, Song Que went to the teleportation station.

This is very similar to the ground floor of the First and Thirty-Nine Forts.

During periods when the Portable Teleportation Rift was not in use, the Holy Land Fortress followed this rule.

People travel to and from the mine through teleportation stations.

There are two teleportation stations on the ground floor, but one of them is obscured by a large curtain, indicating that it is malfunctioning and needs to be repaired.

Song Que followed some others into another portal.

After coming to the mining area, Song Que saw the people who were mining.

There are quite a few people here, apparently a mixed mining area of several forts.

Song Que couldn't see the end of the veins at a glance, and he couldn't be sure which fortresses the people were from the Holy Land Fortress.

He frowned, and followed the observation along the border.

He traveled all the way, but he didn't see a few talented people.

But this is also normal, only non-gifted people will come to mine.

It wasn't until he had been gone for a long time that Song Que finally met a group of talented.

It's just that Song Que is not very satisfied with the result, the mining efficiency of these talents is indeed not low, but it is not much higher, and everyone's expression does not seem very reluctant, as if they have been assigned a very lowly errand.

And what puzzled Song Que the most was that this group of people were all talented. Maybe someone else happens to be a non-gifted person who can't be identified by themselves?

Song Que returned along the road and was finally convinced of one thing.

What Lu Chao'an said is true.

It is true that the Holy Land Fortress has arranged for talented people to participate in mining.

But this is not as Song Que saw, the talented people seem to be lazy. It doesn't show much better efficiency than the average person.

There are really a lot of doubts that brought Song Que today.

But Song Que couldn't deny that the Holy Land Fortress was really like an outlier in all the fortresses.

Those who live in the fortress do not have to worry about excessive mining labor, nor do they have to worry about income.

Although the mineral energy should not be high, the Holy Land Fortress obviously did not worry about this problem.

People are still able to survive in the fortress.

……

……

When Song Que returned to the Holy Land Fortress again, it was already night.

Lu Chao'an's family naturally invited Song Que to have dinner together.

From time to time, I chatted with Song Que about some folk customs in the fortress of the Holy Land.

"I went to the mining area today to take a look, and Lord Zhuo is really amazing, there are really talented people who are mining resources with ordinary people. This is unimaginable in other fortresses. Song Que said.

"Yes, you must believe that Lord Zhuo is our savior. He led the Holy Land Fortress through a number of reforms. It's not just mining, it's people who live and work in peace and well-being, and the crime rate is very low. Lu Chao'an introduced the Holy Land Fortress, and the gratitude on his face didn't look like a fake.

Song Que finally stopped worrying about the strangeness of this fortress, but began to chat with Lu Chaoan about some interesting stories from all walks of life.

As the lord of the first fortress and the chosen scholar, Song Que's insight and insights are much stronger than ordinary people.

Lu Chao'an also got a lot of mentions.

The family is very grateful to Song Que.

Later in the day, it was time to go to bed and rest.

Mrs. Wu coaxed the children and told them stories for a long time.

After Lu Ming fell asleep, Lu Chaoan said some love words to Mrs. Wu.

As a humble gentleman and a single dog, Song Que really didn't want to hear any conversations that were not conducive to sleep and hurt his body.

But it's really not good to be able to stand up to the sound insulation at the bottom layer, and his five senses are particularly keen.

Fortunately, nothing inappropriate for children happened, and when she got to the back, Mrs. Wu actually went to another room.

Song Que is a little strange, such a happy family actually sleeps in separate rooms?

He didn't pay much attention to it, though.

Lying on the bed, Song Que began to recall what he had seen and heard today.

Although he always had a strange feeling, he carefully sorted it out, and finally he was willing to believe the beauty he saw.

Stop at suspicion, and don't really speculate with malicious intent.

It's just its own fortress, other fortresses, can it be like a fortress in the Holy Land in the future?

The sight and hearing of the Holy Land Fortress brought Song Que a lot of shock.

The fact that human beings can survive in the fortress so beautifully is probably the dream that every lord has had when he took over the position of lord, right?

[Hehehe, you're such an idiot. 】

The sudden sound in the sea of knowledge made Song Que stagnate.

Song Que frowned.

"I remember we made a pact that you would not interfere with my thinking until you met the wicked person I wanted to get rid of."

I didn't make a sound, I just had to think about it to communicate with the personality in the sea of knowledge.

[You have been bound by your narrow and pitiful justice, in this investigation of the Holy Land Fortress, there are wicked people everywhere, and there is not a single innocent person in the entire fortress, but you turn a blind eye. The voice in the sea was mocking.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The people here are warm and welcoming, and everyone is kind by nature. ”

[Hahahahahaha You have the same wisdom as me, but you have to be limited by all kinds of seemingly beautiful but naïve and foolish expectations.

Have you really fully believed in this fortress?

Is there really a way to make everyone happy in this world? Don't be naïve, whether before entering the pyramid or after entering the pyramid, the survival of human beings is always based on the happiness of the strong on the misfortune of the weak. 】

"Shut up! What the hell are you going to do? If you were to ask me to wear a mask and hurt these innocent people without any evidence, I would not agree. ”

[Tsk, since I have appeared, there is naturally a reason for my appearance, I am another you, you must admit that without the constraints of justice, morality, rules, feelings and other factors, I can see a more real world than in your eyes. 】

The gloomy voice said again:

[Your investigation has ended, as the identity of Commander Song, you did notice some useful information, but unfortunately you can't understand it. It's time for me to investigate. 】

Song Que was stunned.

After a few seconds of silence, the voice of Zhihaili reappeared:

[Come on, bring a mask, since you have it, you have naturally considered it, right? Deep down, you still doubt this fortress, right? But you can't ask for results. 】

Song Que was still silent.

There was just laughter echoing in the sea of knowledge.

After a long time, Song Que said:

"No killing."

[It can't be done, the agreement between us is not to kill the innocent, but none of the people here are innocent. 】

Song Que opened the prop bag and changed into another outfit, he took the mask but did not bring it, but walked to the mirror in the bedroom, and said with a cold expression:

"No killing, I don't want to say it again."

[What a boring person, how can I be the same person as you? It must have been your poor sense of justice that made you too boring to give birth to me, right? 】

Song Que didn't speak, just stared at his face in the mirror, looking stubborn.

After a long time, Zhihaili's voice compromised.

[Boring! It's boring! I promise you that I will not kill anyone, but I will state first that my methods are not gentle. 】

Song nodded, stared at the mask, and finally put it on slowly.

The moment he put on the mask, it was as if the evil smile on the mask was imprinted in the soul.

Song Que's whole person has undergone tremendous changes.

……

……

Mrs. Wu did not fall asleep.

No one can sleep if they are tied up with a rope and stared at by a frightening masked man.

She was terrified and wanted to cry for help, but was intimidated by the wicked, magnetic laughter that came from the weirdo's throat.

"Before that, I had given you a sedative for your husband and child, as well as the outsider. The dose is not much, and you can't die.

But I don't like women yelling in front of me, so—"

The masked freak gestured with a boo.

"Otherwise, you will die, and before you die, you will definitely beg me to kill you."

Madame Wu trembled, looking at the mask of the stranger in the mask, unable to say a word.

"Don't be nervous, why are you so serious? Laugh one, hurry, laugh one, or cut your mouth. ”

Mrs. Wu squeezed out an ugly smile.

The masked freak said disdainfully:

"It's so ugly, can't you put out the same hypocritical and disgusting smile as in this photo?"

The masked freak has an extra picture in his hand at some point.

This is exactly the photo that Song Que saw during the day.

"You see, a family of four is laughing so happily. Seeing you laughing so happily, I want to laugh. ”

Then came the masked freak's oozing laughter.

When Mrs. Wu saw the photo pulled out of the frame, she froze.

"Don't be so afraid, I'll tell you an interesting story, shall I?"

"During the day, I saw a pregnant woman with a big belly and a frightened look next to her husband."

"The prenatal depression of pregnant women is depressed at best, but it does not show horror."

"The husband's face was full of guilt, but there was greed in his eyes."

"So I thought, what are the people of this fortress worried about? Do people still give birth to monsters? ”

"Yike...... Of course it can't be monsters, humans will only give birth to waste and geniuses and mediocrity. But it doesn't make sense, does it? In such a fortress where everyone is equal, even if you are not gifted, there is nothing to worry about, right? ”

The masked freak had doubts in his eyes, and so did his expression, but the mask couldn't reflect it.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he might not need a mask, he needed makeup, and wearing a clown makeup would probably be a better way to express his emotions.

"The photo in the frame is obviously cropped, who would put a photo of the same size in the frame so awkwardly?"

"Maybe it's because there's an extra person in the photo who shouldn't exist, right?"

Mrs. Wu was completely stunned.

The bad memories resurfaced in the sea of knowledge.

"That's right, that's right."

Mask Freak says:

"I never believed that there would be strong people in this world who would be willing to share their resources equally with the weak.

If everyone can live in a world beautifully, then who is willing to work hard?

It is precisely because of the unfairness and cruelty of the world that countless people want to step on others and climb up.

But this fortress is really unusual. The gifted ones are picking up the mine hoe with the common people. Obviously, the expression on his face is so perfunctory, but he still has to forcibly stay with a bunch of mine slaves, which consumes time and is really dedicated. ”

Mrs. Wu says:

"You...... Who are you? What do you want to say? ”

"You're a gifted too, aren't you?" The masked freak spoke suddenly.

Mrs. Wu's eyes widened instantly.

"Your children, and your husband, are all gifted, aren't they? The entire ground floor ...... No, in the whole fortress, there is no one who is not gifted, right? ”

Mrs. Wu shook her head frantically, wanting to deny it.

The masked freak is like being invisible, as if he is just trying to talk to himself and speak to himself.

"The gifted ones didn't do anything in the mining area at all, so how did this fortress get the mine?"

"The teleporter was broken, but no one was repairing it.

Even at night, it is not much livelier than during the day.

Women are afraid to give birth to children themselves. Avoid sharing a room with your husband, and think it also has a shadow on this matter?

A corner of the family photo was torn off, but no one mentioned who had died.

So, everything in this fortress is fake, right? You're all gifted, not gifted, where have you gone?

Probably through another portal, went somewhere else, right? ”

Horrible laughter rang out again. The masked freak laughed as he forced Madame Wu to look into his eyes.

The laughter was like a knock on the door, constantly knocking on the black box in Mrs. Wu's heart.

"Say it, right? Instead of living with guilt, it's better to say it happily, don't worry, I promised some rigid and boring fool not to kill you. But I'm a bad person, and it's understandable that a bad person doesn't even talk a word, right? ”

"I hope you cooperate with me well and let me be an honest bad person."

Mrs. Wu never thought that a person could feel so much fear just by words and eyes, as well as strange laughter.

The masked freak looked at Mrs. Wu's expression of imminent collapse, raised the photo, and said:

"I've guessed it, but now is your chance to atone for your sins, tell me, where did the other person in the photo go?"

Mrs. Wu finally couldn't bear the torture anymore and began to cry loudly.

The masked freak slapped him, and the corners of Mrs. Wu's mouth overflowed with blood, and her crying stopped abruptly.

"Time is so precious, can you start your performance as soon as possible? Okay, every ten seconds of silence you make, I'll cut off one of your fingers? ”

It's like inviting the other party to play a game, but it's this attitude that makes Mrs. Wu feel suffocating.

She finally didn't dare to hide it anymore, and said with a crying voice:

"The missing person in the photo...... It's my daughter, Lu Lingyi......"

"So where did she go? He's dead? ”

Pain appeared on Mrs. Wu's face again.

The masked stranger looked at the time impatiently, and this move frightened Mrs. Wu and hurriedly said:

"She went to the Holy Land...... Went to the Holy Land! Never come back! ”

"Isn't this a holy place?"

"No...... It's another holy place, where there are rich mineral deposits, and Suzuki and all the people who have no talent are locked up in it, digging endlessly...... I haven't seen her in years. ”

"Another holy place? I have to warn you that humans can't stay in a mine for seven days. Do you think I'm gentle and deceitful? It's so uncomfortable. ”

The masked freak was about to break Mrs. Wu's fingers as he spoke.

Mrs. Wu panicked:

"I didn't lie to you! It's true! People who don't have talent can survive in the mines!

And this fortress ...... This fortress ......"

"Go on!"

"Yes, all the people who have no talent in this fortress...... They will all be sent to the Holy Land, and there will never be an end to it, to mine for the fortress! ”

Even the masked freaks, who have always been only banter, were surprised.

How can a non-gifted person survive in a mining area for seven days?

Even those in the Evolution Zone don't know this.

The mask freak's tone became a little more murderous:

"In other words, there is indeed no one in this fortress who is not gifted, because all the non-gifted people have reached a certain age, and they don't even have the opportunity to go to the school district, so they are directly assigned to the place called the Holy Land?"

"Yes...... Yes. ”

"How many years."

"What?"

"I'm asking, how many years has this system been in place?"

"It should ...... Thirty years, right? ”

"Tut-tut, do you hear me, stupid and naïve fellow, this is really a beautiful castle where everyone is happy, without oppression or exploitation."

The masked freak suddenly became happy, as if he was showing off to another person that he had guessed correctly, and Madame Wu didn't know who he was talking to.

It's just that the face of the masked stranger, although it is hidden by the mask and cannot be seen-

But Mrs. Wu suddenly felt that her eyes were familiar, with a little compassion.

After a long time, the masked freak made a sound, but the voice seemed to change its tone, and the mask freak's entire temperament also changed.

"I ask you, do you still want to see your daughter again?"