Xiao Cangshu has figured out everyone's responsibilities, or rather, their direction.

[Can you tell me] [What do you know about this] [Hmm] My three sentences are suitable for inquiry.

[We don't have a choice] [Follow me] [Give it to me] Uncle Appendix's three words are suitable for leading the team.

[I have a good note] [I am against] [Who is on] The three sentences of the ghost dance riding the wind are suitable for expressing opinions.

[I don't understand what this means] [I need help] [Do we really have to do this] Mu Su's three sentences are suitable...... Good for asking questions.

Players with their own hearts and minds stand in their cells, making eye contact from time to time. Only Mu Su sat down by the cell door, constantly muttering "I need help", as if he would be accomplished by repeating it a thousand times.

The dungeon mechanic is like the third round of a Deathmatch, restricting communication between players. That's a bad thing, especially since the quest requires a certain amount of cooperation.

Ten minutes passed in a slightly dreary manner, and there was a commotion in the depths of the passage where they came.

Xiao Cangshu and the three of them walked to the iron fence and looked sideways, Mu Su also stopped muttering, squatted on the edge of the prison, and squeezed his face between the iron fences to squint.

The commotion spread to their side, and soon several vicious jailers appeared and unchained the cells.

It was time for labor work.

After coming out, the four moved with the crowd of prisoners. Each of them wears the default costume of the Overworld. But compared to other prisoners, it was like new clothes.

Most of the prisoners were unclothed, and the tattered clothes hanging from their bodies were soaked in ink. Not only the clothes, but also the exposed skin. Only when they speak can they see a flash of teeth.

It's not that their teeth are white, and they can't clean their teeth in the dungeon, but that their bodies are really dirty and dark.

However, they still saw a few relatively clean figures in the crowd, all of them were strong and surrounded by murderous criminals with their minions.

They're also eyeing players.

Among them, a small handful of brown-haired men at the front of the bald head looked at the four players and lowered their heads to whisper something to the next men. The subordinates replied, hoping to come over with bad intentions.

Xiao Cangshu's heart sank slightly, unable to distinguish whether these were the enemies he had provoked outside the dungeon or the leader of the prisoners.

If it's the former, maybe you can touch it, and if it's the latter......

He shook his bracelet, and the sound was inconspicuous in the crowd.

Let's talk about it after the fight.

After a few minutes, the players followed the flow to an open field.

The crowd of black presses was crowded, and the entire dungeon seemed to be here, with nearly a thousand in number.

They are still underground, in a natural cave with open terrain. It is illuminated by a glowing fluorite that clings to the top of the cavern.

The prisoners lined up in a haphazard manner to receive their tools.

Players finally know why the prisoners look so dark...... Their job is to mine coal.

In the depths of the cave, more than a dozen artificially dug mines are scattered in the cave, and there are other jailers guarding nearby. The prisoners who had received the tools entered the mine in turn.

Retracting their gaze, the four of them lined up. It wasn't long before it was their turn. The jailer who handed out the tools raised an eyebrow and looked at them: "New here? ”

Ghost Dance subconsciously wanted to answer, but only had an expression and no sound.

"Hmm." Xiao Cangshu took a step forward and nodded in reply.

The jailer looked at them strangely, then said to the side, "Pick your own tools." At least one load of coal mines per person, be careful not to break the tools, otherwise you will be guilty. ”

"Hmm." Xiao Cangshu responded and continued to play the image of his quiet words.

"I don't understand what that means."

A voice suddenly sounded beside him.

All three players chuckled at the same time. Not good! I actually forgot that Mu Su, who was killed by this god, was next to him!

The jailer, who had already looked at the prisoner behind them, withdrew his gaze and landed on Mu Su.

At the pair of dead fish eyes, the jailer crooked his neck and sneered: "Soon you will know, get out." ”

Mu Su's dark eyes narrowed slightly, no one can get-

A figure suddenly blocked his view. Xiao Cangshu didn't speak, and looked at him with only pleading in his eyes.

Mu Su has always eaten soft rather than hard, and he was pulled away by three players with tools half-pushed.

The jailer watched them leave, sneering and not knowing whether to live or die.

"I need help! Are we really going to do it! (Pull me to do something!) Don't think about it if you offend me! ）

The three players look at each other and can guess something even if they don't understand. Uncle Appendix shook his head helplessly: "We don't have a choice. ”

Handing the pickaxe and basket to Mu Su, who was unwilling, the four players casually found a nearby mine to enter.

The noise of the outside world was far away, and the sound of digging came from ahead.

The mine is unsupported, but it looks solid. Glowing stones are embedded in the rock as if they were worthless. No prisoners were responsible, and no one wanted to use it for cell lighting.

Ghost Dance rode the wind and looked around, and his scalp was numb. It's not that I'm claustrophobic, but I'm worried about these fluorites.

The devil knows if these are mere luminous or radioactive materials. If there is a Geiger counter at this time, I don't know if it will be clucking and clucking.

The mine is intricately intertwined, and there is a fork in the road that spreads downward after walking fifty meters. Uncle Appendix, who was walking in front, paused for a moment and walked into a fork in the road with a lot of reverberating pickaxes.

Their main quest is to find out the news instead of digging coal.

The cave was sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, and the coal in the front section had already been mined, and there were not a few pieces of broken coal in the pitted rock wall, and they were about hundreds of meters deep, and they finally saw a looming figure in the rising dust and haze.

They walked to the mining team, found an empty place and dropped the basket, looked at each other, and began to mine awkwardly.

Either smashed crookedly or slammed into the rock wall, they had to watch the other prisoners and clumsily learn.

Finally, a wall of coals the size of a stone fell off and rolled to the foot of the little cangshu.

Xiao Cangshu picked up the coal and leaned over to the fluorite to observe. This swarthy thing has a strange metallic glow in the light, and it doesn't seem to be a simple coal ......

Thinking to no avail, the little cangshu casually threw it into his basket.

Even this kind of glowing fluorite is everywhere and no one wants it, and it won't be an ordinary world if you think about it.

The dull sound of gasps and shouting echoed through the cavern, and no prisoner spoke at this time.

The dungeon has just started for ten minutes, and the players are not in a hurry, clumsily mining and thinking about how to complete the main story by the way.

Whoop -

A rock wall fell off, and several pieces of coal of various sizes fell. Xiao Cangshu wiped the sweat stains from his forehead with his grayed sleeves, picked them up and threw them into the basket.

It turned out that there should have been only one of the originally mined coal in the basket of seven or eight coals.

Well? What's going on.

Xiao Cangshu looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Mu Su, who was clean and standing on the side doing nothing, but the basket under his feet was actually piled with a small half of coal. (https:)

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