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There were five of them, and one of them was a young girl, who was one of the three Sons.

In order to inherit the position of the Holy Lord in the future, the resources of the light force are limited, and it is impossible to cultivate a large number of successors, so there must be a sun level.

The three Holy Sons were selected from thousands of generations of cultivators, and their qualifications and potentials were used to select one of them, and then they invested resources throughout the Holy City until they reached the Sun Yao level and ascended to the throne.

Sun-level cultivators, the maximum lifespan is no more than six hundred years, so far, the three holy masters, all of them have stepped into the age of four hundred years, and if they persist for another one or two hundred years, they will die of old age, so they must cultivate inheritors while they are alive.

The status of the Holy Son is second only to the Holy Lord, but he has no real power, he can participate in the affairs of the Holy City, lay the foundation for the future, and send a Holy Son can imagine how much attention is paid to it.

At this time, they had just arrived in the City of Light, and it was the morning stage.

Crowds of people gathered in front of the city gates, looking anxious and expectant.

"Are they here to greet us, but we haven't passed on our whereabouts first, how can we know?" A moonlight-level powerhouse was puzzled.

"Just go up and ask." Holy Son Loshi said calmly.

A total of ten people came back, and the envoy group and the five star-level powerhouses of the Holy Light City slightly increased their speed and came closer.

However, ordinary people do not care about the comers at all, thinking about the transport ship that will arrive as soon as possible.

All men and women in the prime of life, with excited expressions on their faces, exchanged experiences for two days.

Modern mining is absolutely different from ancient mining, originally collecting ore work, few people are willing to invest, not only give less food, but also tired and tired, it is not as easy as plowing the field and farming, at the beginning all rushed to have meat compensation, and only found out at the construction site, it is not the same thing at all.

There is a huge machinery for digging, a tricycle for transportation, waiting for a pipe to continue, and then riding to the transport truck to load, it is not too tiring, it is not easy, it is better than the hard work of farming.

In their minds, mining is a manpower to open the mountain, relying on flat poles and wooden carts to carry them away, and four or five people can push it with all their strength.

It has to be said that the humans and sub-humans in the day and night plane suffer more than the earthlings, and most of them have to invest in labor, and their bodies are very strong, and the mining work is enough to do it.

"Yesterday's braised pork was so delicious, it's really strange how it was made, it's the best meal I've ever eaten in my life." A girl with two braids is still unfinished.

"It's not, I ate barbecue the day before yesterday, two meat and three vegetarians, and the nobles are not so luxurious, my dad couldn't help but sign up for mining when he heard the food." The other teenager drooled.

Loshi could hear the two of them talking and eat, judging by their expressions, it must have been delicious.

But she was very disdainful in her heart, civilian food has always been limited, and a little good food is enough to brag for a long time.

"What are you waiting for?" Losh said gently.

She is a holy son, so she knows how to be close to her people, which brings a positive image.

A man and a woman, seeing the dress and temperament of the ten people, naturally judged that they were big people, and saluted respectfully: "We are waiting for the spaceship of the Alchemy Republic." ”

"Spaceship?" Lohiro looked confused.

"The ship that can fly in the sky is very big, it can fit 100,000 people without crowding, and when you look down from the sky, the Holy Light City is clear." The girl said with her hands dancing.

The darker it became, and Loshi and the others couldn't imagine the shape of the transport.

At this time, the crowd was agitated, and they all looked in one direction.

Following the line of sight, three behemoths approached from a distance.

The transport ship itself protruded with a big letter, like a steel beast, and the envoys lost their minds for a while.

After a short time, the transport ship slowly descended and opened several hatches.

"You can go up, be careful not to mess around."

Many nobles organized personnel to board the ship, and no matter how much they controlled the torrent, it seemed chaotic.

The envoys were very reluctant to be in front of the most crowds, and were inexplicably brought into the battleship in the crowd.

The noise drowned out their voices, and they were helplessly crowded into the corner of the transport ship's cabin.

Fortunately, the commoners could see that they were dressed as nobles, so they humbly conceded a few steps away, and Loshi and the others observed the surrounding metal warehouses, painted with special paint, and laid in rows of pipes, so they couldn't see why.

"Your Highness, what should we do, we seem to be trapped." One said helplessly.

It's full of ordinary people, and by their senses, they can see that they are already in the air, and they are accelerating.

"Go and find the steward, and we will wait for you where we are." Luo Xi instructed the five stars in the Holy Light City.

The five quickly disappeared into the crowd, inquiring and searching, and found that Frey was in the transport, so things were much easier.

Ten minutes later, Ferre came in a hurry.

Oolong has made a big fuss, squeezing the Holy Son into the transport ship, that is the future Holy Lord.

"Lord Frey, Lord of the Holy Light City, see His Highness the Holy Son." Frey said respectfully.

"No need to be polite." Loshi said bluntly, "Can you stop this thing so that we can go down." ”

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but the spaceship is not under our control, and it can only land when it reaches its destination." Ferrey said helplessly.

"Whatever, let's take it as an unexpected trip for now." Loshi was not embarrassed.

Fei Lei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, in front of him was the crown prince whose status was second only to the Holy Lord, and in the future, he was worried that he would be unfavorable, and he was afraid that he would be transferred to a more dangerous city to serve, and he would be worried all day long.

In less than a few minutes, the transport ship landed.

It was already more than sixty kilometers away from the Holy Light City, and everyone stepped out of the transport ship and came to mine the veins for two days.

Exploding directly from the mountain, unlike the Light Force to find shallow ore veins, and then rely on manpower to dig up, and it can't be too far away from the city.

And, the first thing is to have breakfast, and another transport ship is ready.

The Alchemy Republic took care of two meals, breakfast, lunch, and dinner were sent home, and let them solve it on their own.

As soon as the meal was opened, it became very orderly, hundreds of long queues were neatly arranged, and the rules were very simple, if you did not line up, you would be disqualified from dining.

It was all semi-processed food, ready to use as soon as it was heated, and it took 500 workers and soldiers to get busy.

"I want to meet the people of the Alchemy Republic." Loshi suggested.

"There are all people here who are in charge of managing the mines, there are no high-level personnel, let me inform them, can Your Highness wait." Ferré said.

"No problem." Loshi nodded.

"Your Highness, I'll prepare breakfast for you first."

As the lord of the city, Ferre has the privilege of cutting in line, and he is very domineering in the front.

In the face of the chef who distributed the food, he was very polite, talking and laughing, and asked for more than a dozen breakfasts.

You're welcome, the chef naturally won't give it, but put on a face to halve it for you, want a theory, don't send a theory at all, and there was a conflict on the first day.

A quarrel between a nobleman and a cook caused the chefs to go on strike, and the nobleman had to apologize before resuming the meal.

Therefore, they didn't dare to provoke the chef, so as to cause public anger, and even civilians cast angry eyes.