After dinner in batches, the shower room was crowded with miners, and the sound of wooden basins clashing constantly.

The hot water in the mine was only available for two hours, and the men huddled together to share the hot water, and after their first trip to the mine, they had never felt the desire to bathe.

With a tub and towel in hand, after a moment's hesitation, Bill didn't step into the shower.

The shower room was full of white flowers and a little disgusting.

He didn't want to be touched, it had never felt so strong, for unknown reasons, maybe physical contact with someone would remind him of the madmen on the smuggling boat, who had grabbed his arm and gnawed at it desperately.

When I came to the full-length mirror, the mirror surface was uneven, stained with water stains, and a blurred figure was reflected.

In the mirror, the young man's face is distorted and pale, his eyes are sunken, his dark circles are serious, and he is very thin, like a juvenile delinquent who is overindulgent or addicted to smoking, which is a little terrifying.

Bill began to worry.

"Although I'm starting to understand why this guy has been sleepless all night, it's not good for physical development, judging by the thickness of the body hair, 'I' may be underage, weak like this, and I will definitely thank you sooner in the future. 」

"Bow to the top early......

"Be careful, there's no rule that wizards have to be weak, I should at least act like a real man, or I won't even be able to pull a gun. 」

Scratch your hair and pray that this body doesn't have Mediterranean genes.

When all the miners were gone, Bill picked up the tub and walked into the shower, unconcerned about the miners' repulsive gaze at him.

The shower keeper shouted that the hot water supply was over, only cold water was left, and the lights were turned off, which did not prevent him from washing the dirty things.

Somewhere the pipes were badly rusted, the bath water was yellow, and it was sprinkled on the ground, and the tub was filled with cool water, and he stuck his head all into the tub.

"Gooo......"

"Whew-"

"It's time to get down to business. ”

"The results of the research should be related to the secrecy of the depths of the mine, and we must find a way to get close to it as soon as possible. ”

"Pretend to fall off the cliff with a misstep, hide with the power of shadows, and use shadows to sneak into the cliff caves?"

"You can die if you fall off a cliff, is it worth it to trade your life for the information that the Brotherhood needs?"

"Life is not worth anything. ”

"But I only have one. ”

"Hah-"

Pulling his head out of the tub, the cold water calmed Bill's mind, he had been a little confused lately, and he often had headaches, but he didn't know why.

"I need a doctor, a brain or a psychiatrist. 」

"Maybe it's just too much stress, but vodka can cure the symptoms, or maybe it's the sequelae of using the power of shadows, which can be alleviated with moderate use. 」

"When this is done, I need to recuperate for a while, and then I will find a way to leave this body and the world, I have a lot of money, and I don't have to work. 」

Tilting his head back to enjoy his alone time, Bill controls the shadow to seep into Mr. Barms' room, and the shadow can be stretched as long as it can, but not indefinitely.

Mr. Bam lives in a small three-story building away from the miners' quarters, with a fourth window in the third row on the east side.

This was Mr. Bam himself, who told the miners not to get into conflict, because he could see every move in front of the miners' dormitory at all times.

Shadows hidden in the shadows connect with the dark side of the building, quickly climbing the wall and burrowing into the cracks in the windows, and the shadows come out of their ears to eavesdrop.

Bill is not yet able to transfer other organ functions to the shadow, he needs to adapt to the sensory stripping of the body, and one ear is already the limit.

"Dr. Brigg, another one has died, this is already the ninth one this year! Our technology is not mature at all, we just keep burying people's lives, and the top refuses to stop mining, what should I do?"

"So many miners, just pick a few and send them down, don't think too much, didn't you do a good job before?"

"Their lives are nothing compared to the results of their research. ”

The doctor began to speak, and Bill remembered the voice, a tall spectacled doctor who was giving him a physical examination.

"Dr. Brig! you've seen that scene, it's not something humans can touch!"

"It's too dangerous to continue mining, help me apply to the dean to stop, and ...... when the technology is more mature."

"Remember the position, Lieutenant Bam!"

"No matter how many rumors there are in the outside world, the institute never stops researching!"

"As long as this resource is used properly, the whole country will benefit, and everyone will thank you for your decision at this moment, that is, to continue research, not to give up!"

"The smuggling ship I contacted was shipwrecked, otherwise we would have got a group of prisoners at this moment, Lieutenant Bam, the government is also trying to reduce the damage, but mining must not stop!"

Dr. Brigg reprimanded Lieutenant Bam harshly, and it sounded like he was of much higher rank than the lieutenant, and Bill recalled that the doctor looked and behaved without the slightest military demeanor.

Although he could only hear voices, he could imagine that Dr. Brigg had an eerie gaze, and in an age when doctors treat human life more extremely, they will despise it if they do not learn to cherish it.

After all, life is fragile, and air can make it easily dissipate.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Brigg, I understand, I'll arrange it as soon as possible, give me a few more days......"

"Hurry up, neighboring countries will not wait for us to develop slowly, this is for the glory of the country to last forever!"

"You're right, glory forever. ”

Bill hears the door closing, and he retracts his shadow and leaves the shower.

Back in the dormitory, the fat man John was sleeping soundly, he was not comfortable today, in addition to the poor working environment, there were other miners' exclusionary attitude.

No one wants to go down the mine with the fat man in the same batch of cable cars, and the same is true when he returns to the ground, the fat man can only follow the miner captain, but unfortunately the captain will not always take him, it only takes one day for the newcomer to become an old man, and the old man does not need a captain.

Unfazed by what happened to the fat man, Bill returns to bed and pulls out the Book of Shadows.

He had learned how to record in the Book of Shadows.

By infusing the power of the shadows, what was once written in the book will appear, so it can be speculated that the contents of the Book of Shadows about witchcraft were written by people who possessed Bill's body.

It's a pity that the book doesn't mention 'himself' identity, which is what he is most concerned about.

Picking up the ink pen, Bill began to sort through the information, he had just heard a lot of things, hoping to straighten things out.

"A few years ago, the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences discovered that there were large coal mines in the mountains near Guikronsi, so the government established the Sivar mine to gain access to important resources for the development of technology and military power. 」

"Mining requires a lot of cheap labor, so the government built Jikronsi to attract people from outside the country, and when they mine coal, they find a 'resource' that is more valuable than coal, and it's very dangerous to mine it. 」

"Bam sent miners to dig up dangerous resources, which led to the death of the miners, and he didn't want to continue doing so, so Dr. Brigg brought a group of prisoners from the prison to the mine. 」

"The smuggling ship I was on was supposed to go to the mine and get direct access to the research results that the Brotherhood wanted to obtain......

As Bill wrote this, he felt that there was something that could not be straightened out, and the tip of his pen pointed to the prisoner in thought.

"Dr. Bragg lied, the smuggling boat was just ordinary people who had been abducted, the government did not arrange for the prisoners to come over, and Dr. Brigg could not fully represent the government. ”

"Dr. Brigg and the government may not have the same goals, but they both need to be obtained by exploiting dangerous resources, so what do they want?"

"Digging kills, poisonous metals?"

"It can't be lead ore, right?"

"Phosphate mining is also life-threatening, gas masks have not yet been invented in this era, and in addition to carbon monoxide poisoning, there are also radioactive contaminants that cause harm to miners. ”

Bill wrote down lead ore and phosphate ore, and then crossed out the two words.

"Heavy metals and naturally occurring radioactive elements are indeed harmful, but this damage accumulates in the human body and does not cause the death of miners in the short term, not lead and phosphate mines. ”

“...... Change...... Leave?"

Bill remembered what he had overheard in the coal roadway, some people screaming, some people wailing, and it was ......

Change happens suddenly!

"Maybe the miners who died today have been fine for a while, but suddenly there is a change, is it because the mine collapsed and crushed to death?"

"Still ......"

"Damn, they're not digging up dead people's graves!"

Thinking of this possibility, Bill began to regurgitate.

Close the Book of Shadows and curse once again all the factors that brought you to this hellish place.

"I'm going to take the initiative to do something, I don't want to stay here for a moment!"

"There must be information that I have forgotten, there are obviously people missing in the mining area, why haven't the miners found out?"

"Because ......"

"The miners think they left the mine for a valid reason, not just disappeared!"

"Lieutenant Bam said that there is only one rule in the mining area, and it is forbidden to have conflicts, fights, and brawls!"

......

"Finally connected. ”

The corners of his mouth rise, sending the Book of Shadows back into the shadow space.

His head began to ache again, and Bill rubbed his temples and rested under the covers.

In the silence of the night, Lieutenant Bam's room was still bright, his desk was stacked with file bags, and he was carefully examining the background and character relationships of the rookie miner.

The file bag is neatly divided into two stacks, one of which is thicker and the other is only a few thin copies.

Lieutenant Bam clutched his forehead, hesitating.

Finally putting the thicker stack of file bags back in the cabinet and locking them, Lieutenant Bam sighed softly and extinguished the light.