Seventy kilometers west of the clay city, the mining area of Shanjin Town, the source of wealth of the fief of the Marquis of Isaac, a large amount of iron ore is produced from this place, and the four mines next to each other, no matter day and night, are in the midst of intense work, and the vast majority of the hard labor and prisoners in the fiefdom are engaged in heavy mining work. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Despite being the southernmost part of the country, and the weather was cold enough, Captain Carlyle was roasting charcoal fire and drinking wine in the cabin, and he was very satisfied with the progress of the first month of the year, and the end of the month was two days away, and the production had already been overdone, and the mine could get a considerable prize for diligence (which was made by the Marquis, haha, spoof), which was a good start.

The furious apprentice, Mr. Dwarf Storm, hurried to the captain's quarters, knocked on the door, and without waiting for an answer, he entered the room rudely, glared at him, and said, "Mr. Carlyle, Lao Tzu has already said that the No. 3 mine will stop mining, why are you still working?"

"Oh, Mr. Storm, sit down and have a drink, what's the matter, are the dwarves so hot-tempered?"

"I'm not in the mood to drink. Storm didn't sit down, just waved his hand, "You must pay attention to the experience and admonition of the dwarves, the dwarves have been mining since their birth, but there has always been a tradition that the depth of mining is no more than three thousand meters, because below three thousand meters, it belongs to the abyss, if you alarm the abyss devils and lure them out, no one wants to live." ”

Carlyle said dissatisfied: "Mr. Storm, although Lord Viscount Brian sent you here to assist in mining and smelting, it doesn't mean that you can dictate anything to us, as a consultant, you must distinguish your identity, now the fief is in financial difficulty, iron ore is the basic income, as long as there is ore underground, we will dig it out, not to mention three thousand meters, even five thousand meters, we will not stop." ”

"No matter what Lao Tzu's identity is, you can't put the lives of hundreds of people at risk, you must immediately block the No. 3 Mine Cave, and never fight its idea again, otherwise the last to die is probably thousands of humans, and you can't afford this responsibility." Storm said solemnly.

"Don't be alarmist, I haven't heard of any abyss devil. Carlyle disagreed.

"That's because you are unheard, if it weren't for the wooden stake support technology provided by the dwarves and a large amount of fluorite, without Lao Tzu to guide you to identify the structure of the rock, it would be impossible for humans to dig to a depth of three thousand meters, so you never knew the horror of the abyss devil, but we had an agreement that we would not progress down when we reached three thousand meters, but you broke your promise. The storm blew his beard in anger, "Human, why are you so greedy?"

"Enough, don't blame humanity with all your mouth, lest I don't consider you a friend. Carlyle was annoyed, thinking to himself that the dwarves were a fart, they used to be slaves of humans, and now they were covered by Brian, and they had nothing to fear.

The atmosphere was awkward, and suddenly a soldier outside the door reported that a young soldier walked in, holding a wooden plate in his hand, on which was a dazzling hedron with a white mist, which looked beautiful, but as soon as he entered, the chill in the room immediately increased a lot.

"Report to the team leader, there has been a partial collapse in Mine No. 3, and a deep hole has appeared, which is what we found from the deep hole. The warrior said.

"What is this?" Carlyle looked at the storm, his eyes full of inquiry.

The dwarf stayed there, looking very nervous, and he stammered, "This ...... Because the underground is very hot, the abyssal devils will use their saliva to drip on the stones, causing them to slowly turn into fog ice to lower the surrounding temperature, Mr. Carlyle, I suggest that Mine 3 be sealed immediately and all personnel evacuated, otherwise it will be too late!"

Carlyle said, "Is this foggy ice worth it?"

Storm looked at Carlyle in disappointment and said: "It's valuable, it's very valuable, it's the only material for building an ice vault, and it's also the hedron that a water mage dreams of, and there are still a lot of them in the cave, so you can mine them, we dwarves, leave now, never come here." ”

"Since Mr. Storm wants to leave, then I won't stop you, so I will give you a carriage to thank the dwarves for their contribution to the fiefdom. "Carlyle has long since gotten tired of the dwarves, and has learned most of their techniques anyway.

"Thank you, but before I go, I still have to remind you once again that Mine 3 must be sealed, and if the devil comes out, then it will be too late. Storm sighed.

"Okay, we'll heed your advice, but don't forget that my brigade has at least ten third-level warriors. ”

"Level three, hehe, level five warriors are useless, if you must see it, then wait. With that, Storm immediately opened the wooden door, walked out of the hut, and began to gather the dwarves and return to Toby in a carriage.

"Joke, scare me with some legends from the forest, I want to see what the Abyss Devil looks like. Carlyle stood up half-drunk, and under the guidance of the soldiers, he came to the garrison brigade, called a few soldiers, and went to Mine No. 3 together.

The laborers made a way for the captain, Carlyle covered his nose and looked down at the collapsed place, and sure enough, there was a bottomless deep hole below, but there were no monsters except for some glittering hedras on the rocks, so he couldn't help laughing, and immediately ordered: "Let the workers make some soft ladders, go down a few people first, get all the fog and ice for me, and then dig the road and dig deeper, maybe there are other precious metals underneath." ”

Carlyle came out of the cave in a good mood, and if he handed over the harvest from the cave to the Marquis of Isaac this time, he would definitely get his approval, and he would soon be promoted.

Back in the house, Carlyle planned to continue drinking, and when he saw that the drinks in the cup had frozen and the coals had been extinguished, he felt that the fog and ice were really powerful. In the summer, this is definitely a good thing, put a piece in the room, you are not afraid of hot weather, if you sell it to the royal family and the church, you will definitely make a fortune.

"Come on, put this foggy ice in the warehouse for me, it must be strictly guarded for the next few days, and no one can enter at will. Carlyle ordered.

The soft ladder was quickly completed, and a few brave laborers had already climbed down the ladder, carrying baskets on their backs, ready to collect the fog ice. A laborer, who came to a fist-sized piece of foggy ice, shivered with the cold, and with great difficulty used his mining hammer to pry the hedrons, and finally took it off in its entirety and grasped it in his hand. The laborer tried to put it in the basket behind his back, but the piece of fog and ice was cold and heavy, and his stiff fingers finally failed to grasp it, and the fog ice fell into the deep hole.

"You idiot, that's the biggest piece. The foreman watched from above and cursed angrily.

Immediately after, a roar came from the bottom of the cave, which sounded creepy, and everyone stopped breathing for a while. (To be continued.) )