More than twenty days later, in the southern part of the kingdom, in the plains near the ocean, a large number of Minotaurs gathered into an army.

They range in age from young to just walking, the oldest being 200 years old, with gray hair and faces full of age spots.

The Minotaurs raised their fists and secretly unleashed their natural race skills and smashed them into the ground.

Bang.

There was a loud noise on the ground, and the land was shaken apart by the earth-shaking force, some of the land sank, and some of the clods of soil were raised, and the terrain changed greatly.

The Minotaurs were at the heart of the earthquake and should have been overwhelmed by the changing terrain, but they were not overwhelmed.

The talent of the Minotaur is to shake the ground, and this power can be properly guided after the shot, so that the power can be shaken forward.

When all the Minotaurs did so, the power came together and with the will of all men the land ahead was torn apart, and the torn territory lifted up beneath their feet.

The first earthquake lasted for ten seconds, and the scene was already raising yellow dust, and it was impossible to see what was in the pit.

The Minotaurs formed a circle around the edge of the raised pit, and when their innate skills cooled down, they smashed the ground again and lifted the ground beneath their feet.

Because the land was raised, the pit in the middle was lost again.

During the earthquake, the two-hundred-year-old used the earth-shaking power of LV5 to silently change the terrain beneath his feet, opening a rough cave that sloped downward.

There are only thirty-five two-hundred-year-olds, and they don't have many years to live, and they will burp after about a year, and they also do their best to build underground caves so that future generations can avoid the doomsday volcano.

There was a lot of smoke and dust at the scene, and the orcs bombarded four times by feeling, for a total of an hour.

The hole underfoot spirals downward, and the surrounding ground is lifted evenly into the distance.

Transformations like this were going on every day and night, and Alan was on site for a few days to supervise, and it felt like the orcs could do a good job without supervision.

Five months later.

A super-mountain rises from the plain, and the giant mountain stands in front of the cavern, facing the direction of the Doomsday Volcano, towering into the sky.

Kilometers below the mountain, the land has been emptied by the Minotaurs, leaving only a few strong pillars.

The ceiling of the underworld is three hundred meters high, and the total area is larger than the plain overhead, and the orcs have already formed a family below.

Alan walked on the ground of the underworld, looking up at the sky, the ceiling walls were emitting a pale blue fluorescence.

Every two hundred meters there was a sturdy load-bearing column, and as he got closer, Alan saw blue vines crawling around the pillar on the surface of the column, all the way to the ceiling.

The flowers they produce resemble the flowers of a lantern, and the inside of the lantern has a "wick" that continuously emits a blue light.

This is a plant unique to the world of this dungeon, and the locals call it the blue-core lantern vine, which was originally a rare plant that lived in caves, and usually actively absorbed carbon dioxide from the air to produce oxygen, neutralizing the carbon and oxygen balance of the underground world.

Their growth cycle is not long, it takes two weeks to grow to flower, and the flowering period only lasts for one month.

However, after being ripened by the hands of the rabbit people, its growth cycle was shortened to one day, and the flowering period was extended to several months.

As a result, the blue-wicked lantern vines grew in abundance, covering the ceiling of the underworld, decorating the darkness, and the orcs no longer needed torches for lighting.

Because it is so useful, the orcs unanimously regard it as the national flower.

"Your Majesty, welcome back." Tom suddenly emerges from a mud house, which had been built in bulk by the Minotaur using skill, and although it looked rigid, it was sturdy.

After reaching a high level of the Minotaur's earth-shaking skills, they also showed great control over the elements, and the precursors of controlling the elements can be glimpsed from their handling of the land.

Outside the earthen house, the soldiers of the Tomorrow Country were in a group, in a group, and Alan saw more than a dozen groups of people at a glance.

In the underworld, because the carbon and oxygen balance is not very good, cooking on fire will quickly consume oxygen, so open flames are not allowed.

Therefore, in the underground world, the orcs usually eat one-day plants that are matured in batches by the rabbit-eared people, which is basically enough to maintain their daily needs.

However, you can't go on a long-term vegetarian diet, and other nutrients still have to be supplemented occasionally.

As a result, a new way of eating was born in the underworld - the plant-based heating method.

There are several plants in the native dungeon that can generate heat on their own, and they generally live in the icy regions of the Northland, and adopt the usual respiration effect of non-plants, anti-cyanide respiration, when their temperature rises to tens of degrees Celsius.

After being matured by the skills of the rabbit-eared people, and then adding some special potions concocted by the hands of the potion, the plant can be temporarily buffed.

After the increase of the agent, the temperature of the self-heating plant can reach 200 degrees in a short time, and it does not produce combustion effect itself, and can be used as a heat source to slowly heat food.

On the flat ground, the ceiling casts a pale blue glow, illuminating the two cauldrons of each group of orcs.

One pot is a purple plant vine, and the taste is slightly sweet but not astringent.

The other pot is boiled fish, under the pot is a self-heating plant with red flowers, its petals are thick and large, the petals are spread out to support the iron pot, and there are four ropes hanging above the iron pot to prevent the iron pot from embossing the self-heating plant.

"Your Majesty, please be seated!" The soldiers enthusiastically shouted for Alan to sit down, and everyone waited for Alan to move his chopsticks.

The fish soup in the pot is steaming, and the smell of spices fills the air and wafts outward.

These aromas are absorbed by artificial plants in the distance, neutralizing the scents of the underworld.

Alan took a piece of fish, put it in his mouth, and chewed it, it was the smell of fish cooked over low heat.

Take another sip of the soup and the flavor is fully integrated into the soup.

When the officers saw Alan move his chopsticks, they also took small bites of fish and soup, and opened their mouths to let out happy laughter.

"I haven't eaten meat for a week, so it's so cool to eat fish once!"

"Who's going to sing a song for Your Majesty's pleasure!"

"I'm coming!"

The soldiers ate and drank and began to sing, their tails wagging around, cheerful and content.

The orcs have not eaten meat for too long, and every time they eat meat, it is like a festival, and it is not easy to live...... Allen looked at the hard-working soldiers and said, "Everyone has worked hard, I will be ready to call it a day in a few days, and go back to the gate of the ruins in advance to wait for the volcano to erupt." ”