Things really made Lin Lang guess right.

After passing through the winding narrow passage, Lin Lang and the four old slaves came to a small stone cave, and the old slaves did not say a word, but silently began to knock on the wall.

Lin Lang first stood by and watched them dig, and after standing for a while, the four people didn't bird him.

He turned his head to look at the passage where he came, and found that there were no guards to follow up to supervise, so why did these old slaves still keep mining? Won't they take a break?

Of course, Lin Lang would not think that these old slaves love their posts and work hard, and the reason why they dare not rest without supervision must be because they are afraid of the consequences of insufficient work progress.

As for what the consequences were, Lin Lang didn't want to risk himself, so he raised his hoe and joined the mining work.

While digging, he paid attention to the progress of the other people's work, and found that the target of these old slaves digging was a kind of fiery red crystal, buried in the soil and stone, the number was very rare, the four old slaves had been digging for a long time, and only two of them had dug out a piece the size of a fingernail, which was stuffed into the pocket of the coat like a treasure, and at the same time glanced around vigilantly, as if afraid of others snatching it.

Jingle Bell!

After more than half an hour, Lin Lang's eyes lit up, and he also dug out a fiery red crystal.

The moment he bent down and picked up the fiery red crystal in his hand, a hot breath entered his body from his fingertips, Lin Lang shuddered, and couldn't help but open his mouth and exhale a breath, and a faint white smoke came out!

This is......!!

His eyes widened, the sensation brought to him by this heat flow was simply too familiar—it was clearly the feeling of the blood qilin's power flowing through his body!

It's just that the power that comes out of the crystal is more violent and domineering than the power of the Blood Qilin that Lin Lang himself has, if the power of the Blood Qilin he once possessed is a gurgling stream, then this power is a roaring river.

It's not that this power is so strong, but its nature is more aggressive than the power of the Blood Qilin, and there are some differences in nature.

Bai Zhi used the portal to teleport him to the land of the gods, only the spirit body, or soul, Lin Lang's own strength was not brought over, including his physique, skills and attributes, he thought that he was going to start from scratch and start from scratch here, but he didn't expect to meet the power he was familiar with so soon.

From this hot breath, Lin Lang felt a trace of cordiality, as if he was an old friend who had not seen him for many years, and there was no intention of harm.

However, this breath only swam around his body for a while, and then returned to the fiery red crystal, no matter how hard he tried to feel it, there was no movement.

Lin Lang put away the fiery red crystal, muttering a little in his heart.

Is there also a blood unicorn power path in the land of the gods? Does it have anything to do with the Blood Kirin equipment that appears on Earth?

The blood unicorn equipment that appeared on the earth, but the supply items that the Smelti deliberately dropped for the hunters to use were things they felt would not matter even if they were mastered by the earthlings.

But here in the Land of the Gods, such a large mine, if all the slaves are digging this fiery red crystal, it proves that this crystal containing a similar aura to the power of the blood unicorn is of great value.

The Land of the Gods, as a gathering place for the overlords of the universe, is so high that it is conceivable, and what the Smelties can't look down on, has become a treasure here?

This is a bit strange.

The information he has now is too little, and Lin Lang can't figure out what to do after thinking about it for a long time, so he can only give up and continue mining.

However, his body was too weak, and after digging for a while, his arms were already sore, and his eyes were dizzy, so he had to stop and sit aside to rest.

Digging and digging stopped, until a sharp and long whistle came outside, the old slaves stopped their movements, and when they left the stone cave one by one, Lin Lang dug up three fiery red crystals, and the old slave who harvested the most had already dug seven.

Following the slaves to the previous big cave, Lin Lang noticed that twenty or thirty large barrels had been placed in the center of the cave, as well as six large carts, the barrels were filled with water, and pieces of black objects were piled up on the carts.

The armored guards stood majestically around the food, and after one of the leaders in silver armor said something loudly, the slaves consciously lined up in six teams, walked to the front of the car one by one, took two black objects each, and turned away in an orderly manner.

This scene was more orderly than the queue in the cafeteria that Lin Lang had seen on earth, there was no queue cutting, and no one was talking to each other, everyone just moved silently, moved, received the food and left, lifeless.

When it was Lin Lang's turn, he also took two black objects, walked to the edge of the stone wall and sat down, frowning and looking at the food in his hand.

This thing is hard to the touch, and it takes a few finger marks to leave a few finger marks on it by grasping it hard, and it smells under the nose, and it doesn't smell at all.

He tried to take a bite and chewed it so hard that it was like a piece of wood, so unpalatable that he almost threw it up.

Turning his head to look at the others, everyone was chewing and swallowing mechanically with numb expressions, some people were eating, maybe they were really choking, so they got up and walked towards the big buckets, lined up to take the water ladles of the people in front of them, scooped up the water and drank it, and then turned to leave, exactly as when they received the food.

Lin Lang sighed, thinking in his heart that he had never eaten such an unpalatable thing in the last days, but he didn't expect that after coming to the land of the gods, he would have a worse life than before on the earth.

I wonder if the millions of "seniors" who also came to the land of the gods through the portal have also nibbled on the "black bread" here.

After eating, it was another afternoon of mining and labor, until night fell, counting the results of the morning, Lin Lang dug up a total of eight fiery red crystals, three less than the least old slave.

After lining up again in the cave, the guards stepped forward and shackled them back together one by one, and after saying a few more words, the slaves slowly descended to the ground.

At this moment, from the complex passages in all directions, there was a sudden dull roar!

This sound seems to be extremely far away, colliding and spreading back and forth in the channel, and has faintly lost its original character, but the domineering meaning contained in it is still clearly recognizable!

The long line of slaves paused for a moment, the guards shouted loudly, and the procession began to move forward again.

Unlike the numb expressions on the faces of others, Lin Lang's face was full of surprise at this time!

This roar brought him a sense of familiarity, and like the fiery red crystal, it made him seem to feel the power of the blood qilin surging in his body again!