After hiding Lagas's notice in the deepest part of his heart, Ruiu entered the block ahead as usual.

There was only one building in this huge block! the steel building that crawled on the ground like a giant beast was rough and massive.

This is the Gear Power Factory, a giant energy supply device that relies on mechanical gears and magic patterns to transmit energy.

Every day, hundreds of thousands of slave workers will be welcomed here, and it is their uninterrupted and high-intensity labor that makes the lights of the five slave cities brilliant every day.

This increasing splendor led to the capture of a large number of slaves, which is an extremely vicious circle!

"Numbered 1032345843579, successful sign-in, fifteen hours of work. ”

An icy mechanical sound erupted from the pillar-like instrument in the doorway, and Ruiu smiled disdainfully as she walked through the door that represented exploitation.

As soon as you enter the first floor, in the center is a large cylindrical energy reservoir that runs through the building.

The reservoir is surrounded by countless pipes, and at the end of these pipes are huge gears, which are connected by delicate and complicated pinions and transmissions, and finally disperse into small rooms like iron cans.

It was where the slaves worked, and the environment was horribly harsh.

Rheu quickly found his place of work, and he looked around and noticed new faces one after another.

Not surprisingly, these new faces represent the passing of old ones.

Even though Ruiu was unfamiliar with the slave workers in the surrounding area, a sadness rose in his heart. However, this sorrow quickly dissipated, and the slave city would not accommodate the mentally weak, and there was no time for him to sigh here.

Perhaps, this daily repertoire is a reminder of how important it is to be free and how difficult it is to escape slavery and atrocities.

Knock!

The heavy iron door was sealed, and the atmosphere in this space of less than two square meters was eerily oppressive. In fact, many slaves died not because of physical reasons, but because of mental uncontrol! They either went crazy or harmed themselves, and the fate can be imagined!

"Numbering 1032345843579 in place, work begins, and the twelve hours begin. ”

There is an electronic display on the iron wall on one side, and the time begins to count down.

Ruiwu stood on his feet, his eyes like lightning, and held his breath, and his upper body began to swell rapidly, with a crackling sound of popping beans, followed by a beastly roar.

This is a vision after the physical body has been tempered to a certain extent, and any high-level physical magician can do it!

After five minutes of preparation, Ruiu began to throw a storm of punches, each of which slammed into an alloy plate in front of him.

Every time the alloy plate was hit hard, a ripple would blur, and the bright colors finally dispelled some of the gloom in the room.

At the same time, these forces are also absorbed by the magic patterns on the alloy plates. This is then converted into energy that can be supplied and fed into the storage device.

After going through hundreds of processes, this energy can be made into energy cubes, energy crystals and other finished products, and then sent to other cities.

This huge and complex device and process can be described as a pinnacle of demon technology. But those energy cubes were broken and crumbled, and they were all drenched in blood and souls!

"Ahh

Ruiwu kept punching, his eyes turning blood-red, like two flame gems. He was venting, he was venting the negative emotions in his heart every day.

In his eyes, that piece of alloy was no longer just a cold dead thing, but an enemy! a demon! a guy who enslaved them! a greedy merchant driven by profit!

Time passed under this crazy energy, and Ruiu was tireless, and his physical reserves were shocking.

"Didi!"

Huge green lights flickered and flashed, and a hurried bell began to ring.

Ruiu gasped and stopped, covered in sweat.

Squeak!

The closed iron door opened briefly, and Rui Wu walked out without looking back, and there was a lean figure behind the door.

It was a middle-aged man, a Terran.

"May God bless you. The man said lightly as he passed by Ruiwu.

Ruiu nodded slightly, although he didn't know the man's name, he knew that he was a believer in the god of light, as evidenced by the cross on his chest.

And that five-word mantra is also what the man must tell him every day, which is a blessing and a kind of persistence.

Boom!

"The energy value is thirty-five thousand, excellent, and the reward is to be determined. ”

Rui Wu sneered, don't think that it's enough to work in the room for twelve hours, those demons are not so merciful.

The energy value created by each person's punch is different, and the energy blocks that can be made are naturally different.

Therefore, the demons have set an assessment standard, and only those with an energy value of more than 10,000 are considered qualified. As for those who do not reach 10,000, more than 8,000 can be determined for one day every month, and 8,000 can be killed directly!

This standard can also lead to the death of a large number of slaves every year, especially those who are emaciated and wounded.

"There's still an hour or so. Ruiu's pace quickened.

Although the demons will not take care of the lives of slaves after working hours, everyone abides by an invisible rule: go home within an hour!

Any slave who stays in a certain place for too much will be targeted by the demons, and will end up in a dead end.

Soon, Rheu entered a normal street, and he scanned left and right to finally find someone sleeping on the ground in an alley.

"That's it. Ruiu gestured.

In the next second, an invisible ripple struck, and the metal ring on Ruiwu's neck suddenly extinguished the indicator light and entered an invalid state!

At the same moment, a false surveillance point appeared in the Demon Surveillance Hall, and he began to rotate around the city along the established manifestation.