Chapter 79 Underground
[If there is still a chance... please show us mercy again. ]

In the moment of distraction, the words from the furnace once again emerged from memory.

"It seems that I am well taken care of."

Ji Jue sighed softly: "Someone told me to show mercy to more people, but I don't know what the meaning of my mercy is, and what the value of my sympathy is.

"Prophet, I am just a small fry, not even worth a blade of grass compared to the saints. We are not even the same kind, why do you place your hopes on me?"

"I was just planning to give it a try, but after meeting you, I am even more certain." The prophet laughed, so hoarsely, "You are indeed the kind of person who would show mercy to inhuman beings like us."

"Thank you, Mr. Ji Jue."

“You really seem to treat us, tools out of control, as human beings,” she said.

"Isn't this good?" Ji Jue asked back.

"Maybe."

The tool called the prophet laughed. "I'm not sure if this will lead to some kind of misunderstanding or misunderstanding, but please rest assured—"

She solemnly promised: "Before my life ends, I will do my best to help you find the Matrix·Non-Attack, until we are truly free from reincarnation."

No need for Tianyuan’s contract, no need for Xinshu’s guarantee.

This is all the reward a tool can offer.

In the center of the Rift, the site of the original bell tower.

The tower collapsed, bricks, stones and debris piled up into a mountain, and a huge deep pit appeared on the square.

Over the past few days, the roar has continued.

The brave and ferocious knights returning home now climbed out of the pit one by one, carrying large baskets on their backs. They were covered in dust and looked like plastering workers, looking in a miserable state.

"Mr. Lou, we have dug more than 50 meters down, and still found nothing! The brothers are almost unable to hold on any longer."

Si Lan, who had temporarily changed his job to become a foreman, poked his head in from outside the tent and asked tentatively, "Is there a possibility... that he made a mistake with your instrument?"

"impossible!"

Lou Feng glared and refuted flatly.

After days of hard work, the young master, who once never had to do any water, was now covered in dirt, but his hair was still meticulously groomed.

"Absolutely impossible!"

He stood in front of an observation instrument that was larger than himself, pointed at the complicated data on the screen and said, "Did you see that? According to statistics, one-fifth of the spiritual essence in the entire rift world flows here. There must be an important node here. If there is no point above, then go down.

I will not be stingy with the reward, Mr. Slan, we must speed up the process."

"Uh..." Slan hesitated for a moment. He didn't mind the employer giving him more money. After all, everyone knew which was more dangerous, fighting or plastering. On the contrary, he was happy to do some rough work. How could going to work not be a problem?

However, as an experienced Rift Explorer, he had to give advice to his employer: "Well, could it be that the node you mentioned has been taken away by that kid named Ji?"

In an instant, Lou Feng's face became uglier and uglier. He subconsciously wanted to curse, but his throat felt a sharp pain. He cursed too much and his throat was almost hoarse.

In fact, he did suspect that Ji Jue had done something wrong, but he had already seen the bell tower, which was just an abandoned old workshop without any valuables. What else could he touch? Could he carry the furnace away in front of him?

Besides, the flow of spiritual essence cannot be faked, and this is definitely the key clue.

That bastard Ji Jue thought he got some advantage from me. Even if he really got something from the workshop, it was just buying the box and returning the pearl.

The real key is firmly in my hands.

"Go on!" He squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "I want to see how deep it can be buried--"

Before he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly erupted from the pit.

The earth trembled.

Deep cracks appeared on the square.

Like an earthquake.

“It’s connected! It’s connected!!!”

Cheers rang out from the pit, and soon Lou Feng arrived at the scene.

Beneath the earth, over a distance of more than seventy meters, was a deep darkness with no end in sight, and an unexpectedly huge void.

After throwing down a fluorescent stick, one can vaguely distinguish the huge outlines that are silent in the darkness, just like the inside of a precision instrument.

With just a quick observation, you will find that the space underground is not inferior to that on the ground.

Without being fooled by appearances, Lou Feng used the simplest and most direct method to force through the barriers of the workshop and open up the passage to the operating floor.

The fortifications and mechanisms that support the operation of the entire Rift, as well as the workshop modules left behind by the sage Mercury, are all included in it!
"Haha, hahahaha, I knew it!"

Going down the zipline, Lou Feng looked around at the huge facility bathed in darkness and light, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Sure enough, we have to go further down!
Get ready to move on, Mr. Slan.

This time, we are ahead of the curve!"

Sweeping away the decadent atmosphere of the past few days, Lou Feng looked radiant and excited to the point where he could hardly restrain himself: This time, he didn't believe that Ji Jue, that bastard, could run ahead of him!
boom!
A loud noise came again from a distance.

Vague and blurry, it seemed as if another building had collapsed and turned into ashes.

Collapse and collapse spread silently from the surface...

Just like a machine on the verge of being scrapped, it gradually goes towards destruction.

Also underground, in the deep sewers, in an inconspicuous shelter.

At this moment, it was a mess.

When the roars, snarls and shouts faded into a deathly silence, only intermittent sobs remained. "Stop, outsider, please!" The ugly figure, like a worm, crawled on the ground and kowtowed in despair: "There is nothing here, we have nothing."

No one responded.

Only empty shells like zombies were still stubbornly sweeping the entire simple camp, chopping heads off the corpses and sending them to the ruler.

In the air, a scarlet figure loomed, holding half of a broken skull.

Wuxing pinched his nose, searching for the remaining memories in the corpse, and gradually he understood.

"I see. Deeper underground? I see..."

He threw the head in his hand with a dull look, lowered his eyes, glanced at the puppets in front of him who had no ability to resist, and suddenly smiled:
"As expected of a sage, he can shape a bunch of tools into something that looks like a living thing. Although it is not qualified as food, it is just right as a material--"

As he spoke, he pointed casually.

A scream came from the ground.

The figure who was kneeling and praying began to wriggle and spasm violently. His body was shaking crazily, swelling, and becoming alienated. Under the invisible manipulation and deliberate incitement, his consciousness accelerated its splitting and insanity, transforming completely into chaos. In the end, even his body exploded completely.

Only countless fragments and splashes of mucus remained.

And among the corpses, a scarlet figure slowly crawled up and wandered around, its empty eyeballs opened, hungrily choosing someone to devour.

Accompanied by continuous explosions, one scarlet translucent shadow after another emerged from the corpses.

They became the shepherd's cattle and sheep.

"Let's go."

Invisible grinned, waved his hand, pulled the invisible reins, and led the huge herd into deeper darkness.

"Where on earth are we going?"

On the other side of the rift, a figure who had been wandering in the ruins for three or four days sighed in frustration. An old white-haired woman was carrying a huge backpack, like a hiking tourist, and she didn't know where to start with the complicated road in front of her.

“Shouldn’t there be a road ahead?”

She stared at the map in her hand, comparing it over and over again, comparing it with the fork in front of her, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt that they were completely incomparable and not the same place at all.

After careful thinking, careful analysis, and serious consideration for half an hour.

She had to admit that she was lost.

Moreover, it seems that I have never found the right place since entering the Rift!
"What a lousy map!"

She threw the map in her hand to the ground and angrily said, "It doesn't even mark east, west, south, or north. It just says you should come and look for it. What the hell are you looking for?
You old dog, are you trying to trick me into coming to my grave to burn newspapers?!"

In the dust, the tattered map seemed to rise up, suddenly flew up, folded into a long strip, and hit her on the forehead without mercy.

Two crackles.

Just before she got furious and was about to tear the damn thing up, the map was unfolded again, and then, in front of her, it was turned upside down, with a circle drawn on it and an arrow marked on it, pointing straight ahead.

[If you don’t understand the map, don’t say bad things about me! ]

Then, she understood... this broken map didn't seem to be flat, but had an up and down structure?

The white-haired woman was stunned for a moment, her expression twitched once, then twitched again, and she snatched the map back, "You made your mother waste so much time, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

[I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so bad]

"Shut up!" she said angrily. "What era is this? You're still drawing maps by hand? There's not even a navigation function or a voice broadcast function. Could it be that you can't even use a smartphone?"

The map was silent, as if it had been hit in a sore spot.

"Hmph, let's go."

The old woman who had pulled the victory back put her hands on her hips, snorted and walked away.

【Wrong way, east.】

"Shut up, I'm investigating! Investigation, understand?"

Her expression froze for a moment, and she looked around, hesitating for a long time: "Let me ask you a question, where is the east?"

【…】

Then the map fell silent.

Only a bleak autumn wind blew by, and the map, which was overwhelmed by the weight, rustled. He made a final suggestion: [We are here to visit Mercury's grave anyway... Or, why don't you just burn me? ]

At this moment, on the other side of the town, there was a loud earthquake and ruins collapsed, waking up a team of repairing Chosen Ones from their dreams.

Cracks spread across the ground as the earthquake occurred.

A deep and shifting light emerges from it.

"Fourth child, fourth child!"

The first person to discover it turned around and called out his companion's name: "Look what this is?"

"I see."

The Chosen One of Ashes, during a simple investigation, could no longer hold back his ecstasy as his pupils reflected the changing dim light.

underground!
　I started to have a fever again at 7 o'clock last night, my whole body aches and my ears keep ringing. Now that the fever has subsided a little, I am coughing again.

　　Only one update today, sorry.

　　I have been in a dying state these past two days and I cannot guarantee stable updates. I hope you can forgive me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)