As the sun rose to its highest point, Yan Hanjun, Ye Ning, and Wang Shuwei stepped out of the city's gates and headed for the mines to the south. Poetry and distance are included in this afternoon picture scroll.

Beyond the city gate, there are endless grasslands and mountains, the horizon and clouds of the poet's pen, just like the expectation in their hearts and the distance ahead. The sun poured like gold on the land, sprinkled on their resolute and calm faces.

They followed the rugged path closely, walking vigorously, as if dancing with the wind and moving forward with the sun. Old stone bricks beneath their feet, wildflowers lined with longing for their hearts, and majestic mines to the south in the distance, standing at the end of the horizon like a historical landmark, quietly waiting for their arrival.

In the afternoon, the mine is illuminated by the sun, presenting a rough and beautiful beauty. The stony texture of the mine and the interplay of light create a strong contrast, which appears deep and powerful. The wind of the mine brings the coolness of the mountains, and also conveys the tenacity and kindness of the mine.

The afternoon sun pierced through the clouds and fell on the dragon-like mountain range, his shadow stretched short, but also straight to the feet of the three of them.

The mouth of the mine, like a winding dragon's mouth, swallows up the workers who come and go. The entrance of the mine under the sun is particularly lively, and the mine carts on the iron track emit black smoke, constantly entering and exiting, like a tireless iron snake, shuttling through the caves of the rocks. The unloading of each minecart seems to be a declaration of the abundance of the mine and the hard work of the workers.

As the three of them approached, the noise at the entrance of the mine gradually became clear, and as far as they could see, they were busy working workers. Each of them is like a moving sculpture, molded so real and tenacious by sweat and dust.

The muscles of their shovel-wielding arms were full and heavy, reflecting an impermeable exertion. On their foreheads, every drop of sweat is like a pearl, rolling down their dusty faces and engraved with their hard work. Their eyes, wandering between the loess and the rocks, reveal a kind of perseverance and exhaustion that goes deep into the bone marrow. Their backs, crooked and persistent.

"All the minerals we use in our lives are dug up here. Look for a few poor minerals in a pile of stones. Every day, they have to get up early and be greedy for darkness, use these manuscripts to mine, use manpower to mine, and they ...... every day They're no worse than you as a soldier, and they're tired."

Wang Shuwei looked at the scene and explained: "It's lunch time, they just came out of the mine, have lunch and take a break, and they are about to continue working. ”

"Rest? Where to rest? Yan Hanjun looked around, looked around, and said, "You won't just lie on the ground, right?" ”

"That's right." Wang Shuwei said as a matter of course: "Of course, you can also choose to go home. It's just too far away from home, and it is estimated that I won't be able to eat a few bites of food when I go back, so I have to come over and continue to work, so I just lie down here. ”

"There's so much gravel here, isn't it embarrassing? How can you sleep on this? Yan Hanjun pretended to be surprised and asked, in fact, he already knew, this was just pretending to Ye Ning and saying what Ye Ning wanted to say.

"Just get used to it." Wang Shuwei said with a flat face, it seems that he has long been accustomed to such days, "There are always a lot of sufferings in life, as long as you sincerely believe in the gods and endure the sufferings in life, the gods will one day be gracious to you." ”

"......" started again, and it was really three sentences that did not leave God, and he was really a fanatical believer.

The shadow of the mine rises like a screen, lowering the surrounding temperature and providing a temporary refuge for the tired.

Some of the miners leaned against the uneven stones, their bodies looking haggard and tough in the faint sunlight. Their chests heaved slightly, immersed in their dreams, and everyone's face projected serenity after fatigue. Sweat stains on their shirts are a testament to their hard work, and dirt and dust are their eternal imprint.

At the same time, other miners were sitting in the shade, holding simple lunch boxes in their hands. The big rough hands seemed to become much softer the moment they peeled off the paper cover. Their slightly rough swallowing sound echoed in the air, and there was no excessive sound of talking and laughing, as if all their energy was focused on this breathtaking lunch box. Even if these boxed lunches have no taste, their eyes are full of satisfaction and gratitude.

Among them, a woman with a child in her arms stands at the mouth of the mine, her eyes looking at the depths of the mine with concern. There, the direction she was looking forward to, the place where her lover worked, and she was waiting for her husband to return. The child's immature face came into view, and the bright eyes seemed to reflect the tenacious vitality, and also reminded people of the tough father who was working underground.

She cautiously opened the food box in her hand, and inside was a hot meal, fragrant enough to drive away the chill in the mine. She hoped that this warmth would be eaten by her husband and turned into the strength of life, supporting him to squander his sweat in the dark.

Looking at these workers, listening to the words of Yan Hanjun and Wang Shuwei, Ye Ning's heart swelled with great admiration. He knows that behind every grain of ore is the untold sweat and strength of these workers. He can now feel that every item is inseparable from these most basic laborers.

At this moment, a breeze gently swept through the mouth of the mine like a stroke of genius. The rolling lawns, the blowing leaves, and the dusty and sweaty cheeks were all briefly comforted by this gentle cool breeze.

This breeze is like a summer poem, carrying the freshness of the mountains, the cool silk of the clouds, and the vastness of the distant grassland. It constantly brushes over the sweaty shirt, and the cold feeling is as sweet as mineral water, which makes people feel refreshed.

In this hot noon, the miners, who had been tired all day, opened their mouths and took a deep breath of breeze, as if they had inhaled the aura of summer, and their mood immediately became brighter. They close their eyes and let the cool breeze blow across their faces and hair, making them feel infinitely refreshed.

There is basically no wind in the mine. At the hottest time of the day, it's a beautiful thing to be able to blow this wind.

However, this poetic breeze began to gradually change into a violent movement. Originally, it was just a gentle breeze on the tip of the grass, but now it is becoming more and more unscrupulous, like a drama that suddenly changes its face, breaking everything about leisure and comfort.

Every piece of grass in the meadow seemed to be shaken by an invisible giant, swaying from side to side, bending and twisting, as if it was dancing madly under the urging of the wind. The tall trees also began to tremble, and the leaves rustled in the wind, as if to pour out the mercilessness of the wind.

Not to mention the otherwise quiet sand and stones, which were like wild beasts released in the wind, scurrying around, flying sand and rocks, and bringing up a cloud of dust and haze. At the edge of the mine, rockfall rolls and roars echo in the wind, like a mine proclaiming battle against the wind.

The wind flag on the top of the mine was hunting, and the wind was surging like a tidal wave, sweeping through the entire mine. Yan Hanjun squinted his eyes and looked at the mine through the flying dust, his voice slightly hoarse in the wind: "This wind is too weird. I smelled a hint of danger. ”

Yan Hanjun is an S-class ability, and his perception of danger in the surrounding space is much stronger than Ye Ning and Wang Shuwei. At this moment, he really felt a powerful strange energy raging around him. Even, stronger than him!

In the midst of this strong wind, a strange atmosphere crept in. It was a horse, small in stature, not good-looking, but with a veritable posture of heaven and earth. Its skin is dark brown, like soil baked by time, tough and vibrant. The white pattern on the body is clearly visible.

It walked from the wind, with a steady step, without any fear, but with a calm and confident bearing. It raised its head and looked ahead with those intimidating eyes, its chin slightly raised, and it was extremely confident.

Whether it was the howl of the wind or the dust, they all circled the horse. In its eyes, there is not only a fearless domineering, hatred for humans, but also a murderous aura that comes out of the bottom of its heart. Although he is thin and small, his domineering spirit from the inside is invincible.

He was the Wind Chaser, the sixth brown horse in the danger rankings. With a strong wind, sweeping endless coercion.

I don't know if you remember, the Flame Ox once revealed that around December, they were going to launch a general attack on Night City!

This general attack was completed by Splithead Pass alone, while the personnel of the other biological associations only needed to make a mess in the surrounding dragon cities and deserted cities. They don't know what the use is, but they just do what the boss says.

There is a way to be unaffected by the orders of foreign kings. Splithead Ao gave the order like this, but Yan Yanhu didn't think that everything would be fine. She always felt that there was an undercover agent in the association who would reveal the matter.

And at present, in Yan Yanhu's opinion, there are only two most suspicious creatures. One is the dark world star cat who is suspected by all the demon beasts under Yu Xuanao's strategy, and the other is a wind chasing horse who must be killed in a big mission.

These two are the most suspicious from all angles. So Yan Yanhu assigned another task to the two of them.

Yan Yanhu asked the Dark Star Cat and the Wind Chaser to go to Source City to make a mess. One can keep them away from the mission of destroying Night City, and minimize all uncontrollable dangers. Second, you can see if these two guys are sincere.

The Dark Star Cat, on the other hand, blends into the city with its petite body to complete his mission. The Wind Chasing Horse came to the mine and destroyed the human resource supply point first.