The foreman lowered his head and kicked the old man who couldn't stand on the ground, rolled his eyes, spat on it, and cursed: "Useless old things, make trouble for Lao Tzu." ”

"You two," said the foreman, who drank two young men at random, and raised his head at the old man on the ground, "throw this old fellow into the incinerator room." ”

The incinerator is the area where the fires are concentrated in this mine, and there is a kitchen for food, but more often a furnace for smelting ore.

Almost all of the people who lost their ability to work in the mines were thrown into the incinerator's room, and no one ever returned.

Zhang Zheng kept moving in his hands, and glanced at it obliquely, only to see two young men with insensitive expressions, one raising his head and one holding his feet, and taking the old man away.

The foreman also shook his whip and wandered away, leaving only a basket of ore that had just been laid on the bottom layer, and a stone chisel used by the old man, which was stained with the black and red blood of the old man who had just held it, as if there was still residual warmth.

Zhang Zheng retracted her gaze, she came here half a month ago, and as soon as she came here, she was sent next to this old man to take over the mining location left by the previous person.

The stone chisel in her hand was rough and blunt, and her palms were uncomfortable, and she didn't know who the stone chisel in her hand had once held, and the end of that person must be the same as that of the old man.

However, she knew that her old man's position would usher in an important person.

As for why she would know?

Because the little ball of brown dots in her pocket kept repeating the news.

[Special note: important people are approaching...... Special Attention: Important people are approaching ......]

Half a month ago, Zhang Zheng was lured by the white light of the desert sky to the next level of the Golden Palace's inheritance assessment - the mine.

As soon as he came to his senses, he found that he was shackled with his hands and feet, and his clothes were dusty and loose blouses and long, ill-fitting trousers.

In a group of people in the same attire, about dozens, she was driven forward by two big men with knives dressed like officers and soldiers.

With a little luck, Zhang Zheng was able to feel the surging aura and abundant physical strength in her body, which was her own body, and there was no restriction on it.

She didn't act rashly, and followed the team honestly all the way until she turned left and right in the dim mines, and the big man with the knife untied their shackles.

They were handed over to Foreman Liu, the foreman who beat the old man to death with a whip, he was as violent as thunder, and would start beating people if he didn't like it, and death and injury were commonplace in this mine, and no one would care about it.

It was also in this mining area that when she held the stone chisel in her hand, the brown dot ball in the storage bag rolled out of itself and burrowed into the pocket of her jacket.

The mysterious voice from the brown dot ball began to broadcast for the first time in his head.

[Special note: The assessment monk is in place, please wait for the task to begin...... Special note: The assessment monk is in place, please wait for the task to start ......]

Since then, Zhang Zheng has been honestly digging ore every day, while observing the situation around him without a trace.

As the observation deepened, Zhang Zheng gradually discovered the horror of this mine, and was even more glad that he did not act rashly.

At first glance, no one here has spiritual power, not even internal strength.

I thought it was just an ordinary mundane mining fantasy, but on an ordinary day, when Foreman Liu was chatting with Foreman Wang of the mine next door, Zhang Zheng found something unusual from their scolding.

"Damn, those idiots of the alien race dare to run to us here to go wild!"

Foreman Liu flicked his whip angrily.

"Haha......" Foreman Wang grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, patted Foreman Liu's shoulder and comforted: "What's the anger, just that group of garbage of the alien race, it's not to look for death when you come to us." ”

"Don't you see it, as soon as the high priest made a move, the garbage became angry, motionless, and was refined to death by the furnace."

As he spoke, he licked his chapped lips, and there was a hint of evil longing in his eyes, "Don't say it, the flesh of this alien race is really different from the few aliens I met before, it is actually a refining body, and it took three days of refining before the furnace refined him." If he bumps into my hands, I will use his corpse to refine the Gu doll, and if I sell it, it will make a lot of money. ”

Foreman Liu sneered, "Just you? ”

He glanced at it sarcastically and said, "Even if it's for you, you can't handle it, haven't you heard that the foreman of the three districts was injured?" ”

Foreman Wang smiled indifferently, "Isn't there still Lao Liu, can we catch him together?" I don't want you to refine Gu materials, the refined Gu dolls are sold for half of the money. ”

"What's the use of talking about this now, the alien race may not be able to see one for decades."

"Yes," Foreman Wang nodded in agreement, and sighed: "Alas, so this high priest just doesn't understand the hardships of our inferior people's money-making life, and all the good money is wasted." ”

……

Zhang Zheng combined their words with the illusion of the Golden Palace's assessment, and reluctantly pieced together the process of this matter.

The alien race in the mouth of Foreman Liu and the others should be the monks who participated in the assessment, but the high priest in their mouth did not know what their identity was, but their status in the mine was not low.

It's probably a body refining monk who can't stand the beating and scolding of the foreman in his area all the time, and he is angry, revealing his identity and using his spiritual power to hurt the foreman, and was caught by the high priest and thrown into the furnace for refining.

I don't know if the body cultivator was eliminated or if he was really dead.

No matter what his outcome is, Zhang Zheng came to the conclusion that the mine is definitely not simple from this matter, not to mention whether the high priest who easily suppressed a monk can kill her, even if it is Foreman Liu and Foreman Wang, the principals of the mining land in the area, are not a small threat.

After listening to the conversation between Foreman Liu and Foreman Wang, Zhang Zheng acted extremely cautiously during this period of time, and did not dare to do anything that might expose his identity as a monk, such as secretly inquiring about some news and the like, and working hard all day long, like a numb mining slave.

Because of this, she hadn't inquired about what the cultivation system in this illusion was, she could feel that there was aura in the air, but the aura was extremely thin, almost only one thousandth of the aura of Wanxuanmen.

With such aura conditions, it is a single spirit root with excellent qualifications, and I am afraid that it will not be able to induce qi into the body in a lifetime.

The aura was so thin, but the air was replaced by a heavier aura, which could not be called evil or terrifying, but it only made her feel a little uncomfortable between breaths.

But......

Zhang Zheng wielded a stone chisel to chisel down a piece of ore, threw it into the back basket on the side, and worked for most of the day, and the back basket was already full of a large basket of ore.

The stone chisel was stuffed into his pocket, Zhang Zheng squatted down and carried a basket full of ore, and subconsciously glanced at the woman next to her, her back basket was about to be half full, and she was constantly waving the stone chisel, and the broken earth and stones fell all over the ground.

Pretending to be unsteady on the rough ground of the mine, she needed to carry the basket of ore to the incinerator room.