Chapter Two: Schemes

rson's judgement was correct.Lu Ye didn't use his flying wing spirit patterns much because they consumed a lot of energy. Flying with them was more draining than using his protective gear, especially...Lu Ye felt a powerful force grab him, dragging him forward involuntarily. Gritting his teeth against the pain in his chest, he asked, "Yang Guan, where are we going"

"Cut the crap!" Yang Guan shouted angrily, walked a few steps, then looked at the mining basket behind Lu Ye: "Throw it away."

Lu Ye didn't dare to disobey. He untied the miner's cage and threw it on the ground, but he didn't throw down his pickaxe. Yang Guan just glanced at him and didn't say anything more.

Go deep into the unknown, the light behind you fading away.

So here, mining, if you don't follow the trail of torches, it's easy to get lost.

Once a commoner, reduced to the status of a mine slave, loses their way in this place, the consequences are easily imaginable.

In the mouths of those who were enslaved in the mines, lit passageways were known as bright roads, while those shrouded in perpetual darkness were called dark roads.

Often there are cases where torches run out, the bright path turns dark, and slave miners lose their way and starve to death.

As Yang Guanxi walked, Lu Ye noticed something strange. Yang Guanxi kept looking back over his shoulder, his expression tense. from the stars, it must have its own intelligence! Just like the Samsara Tree, of course, its intelligence may not be as complete and perfect as the Samsara Tree, but no matter how complete or incomp...