Liangzhu is a million miles west of the west, and the Fang Basin.

Countless blue-black peaks towering into the clouds and shaped like wild wolf fangs surrounded a fertile plain with abundant water and soil in the middle. Because there are too many Wujing ore veins and heavy metal ore veins underground, the underground elemental magnetic power here is amazingly strong.

Almost every day, underground magnetic storm occurs. Whenever the magnetic storm breaks out, you can see colorful streams of light rushing straight into the sky along the fang-like peaks around the basin, bursting into dragon-like currents in the high clouds.

Occasionally, a few lights are blasting down fiercely, and the current falls on the mountain. The peak that has been destroyed by the current for countless years will illuminate a dazzling light. The small area of ​​the mountain hit by the current will turn red. After a long time, the temperature will gradually cool down and the color of the mountain will return to normal.

A large number of crystal discs are like butterflies, hovering between dense fanged peaks.

A large number of Dark Clan servants held weapons made of various crystals, wearing flexible leather armor that could isolate current, carefully squatted on the disc, curled up, carefully poked half of their heads from the edge of the disc, and looked around vigilantly.

Fangya Basin, an extremely important mine in Liangzhu. After tens of thousands of years of crazy mining, the number of witch crystals and precious metals produced in Fangya Basin is increasing every day. The deeper the mine caves penetrate underground, the richer the veins will become, and the more amazing the reserves found.

Originally, the Fangya Basin was only owned by a small family of the Yanyue lineage. As the proven reserves of the Fangya Basin became larger and larger, the small family inexplicably evaporated and disappeared. The Fangya Basin is now a public property of the Supreme Elder House of the Yu Dynasty and is jointly owned by the twelve ruling families.

The underground mines in the Fang Basin are huge in size, like a huge underground kingdom, with hundreds of millions of human slaves thriving in the underground mines, and those who work as cows and horses to work for the alien races, crazily exploiting all the resources they encounter.

Some of these human slaves have been reborn and reborn underground for thousands of years. They have forgotten the glory of the human race and the roots of the human race. Their minds are empty and they have no other consciousness except for having children and mining.

However, there are also some human slaves who have just been trafficked in. Among these human slaves, there are many powerful warriors from some small and medium-sized tribes. These guys are all rebellious. Although they are good at working, ten or a hundred times better than those slaves whose brains are whitened, they are causing a hundred or a thousand times more trouble than those who have whitened brains.

Therefore, the Fang Basin was stationed with a large alien army, ready to suppress the impatient and chaotic human slaves at any time.

Every day, a large number of Dark Clan servants rode crystal discs specially designed and manufactured for the Fang Basin to patrol high altitudes, guarding against slaves who might escape the mine.

"Damn the weather!" A team of patrolling Dark Clan servants, led by a patrol team, looked at the colorful lights that kept rushing towards the sky along the mountain, and subconsciously cursed. Although the discs and weapons in their hands were made of special crystals, they would not produce strong adsorption on current like metal. However, if they were struck by the electric current without eyes, the result would be worrying.

The Dark Clan servants are not very valuable. The leather armor they used to resist the bombardment of current was not known how much the cost was deducted by the high-ranking men of the Yu clan. The leather armor that was able to withstand dozens of currents without any damage in the past few years was often blasted by a current, and even people were knocked into coke.

"We can't live this life! We are not as good as those slaves! In recent years, their lives have become better and better!" The leader of the Dark Clan's servant soldiers muttered a little enviously and jealously.

With a few loud "kapple" sounds, dozens of thunders as thick as water tanks fell from a high altitude, and more than a dozen gathered crystal discs immediately fled in all directions. Even though they escaped quickly, a crystal disc that rode ten dark clan servants was still hit by a thunder.

Accompanied by the shrill howl, ten dark clan soldiers covered in burnt bodies bounced up from the crystal disc with thick black smoke and fell to the ground with dancing hands and feet.

"They are finished!" The leader of the Dark Clan servants whined in despair.

Ten Dark Clan servants were seriously injured and dying by a thunderbolt. But the crystal disc they were riding flashed through all the lightning, and then continued to float in the air without any damage.

It seems that in the hearts of the men of the Yu clan, the value of these equipment is far greater than that of the Dark Clan servants. The lightning protection measures taken by this crystal disc hit by thunder are much stronger than these lowly Dark Clan servants.

Thunders continued to fall, and the crystal disc dodged in a mess in the lightning. After the sudden burst of lightning strikes dissipated, ten unlucky Dark Clan servants had fallen underground from thousands of meters above the altitude. The rugged and sharp rocks poked them to pieces and were already dead.

The leader of the Dark Clan's servants sadly drove the crystal disc down from the sky. He jumped off the ground and came to the ten companions who had fallen to death. He whispered: "That damn miser, greedy guy, he is willing to let those human slaves eat meat, but he cut oil and water from our equipment again and again... When will the lightning strike him to death? Change to a normal-mining manager!"

In his gorgeous robe, Di Shijin walked quickly in the wide mine cave under the escort of a group of Ga warriors.

He is the Indra Jade Coin in the mouth of the leader of the Dark Clan's servant soldiers. The reason for this nickname is that he has a fanatical interest in Jade Coin and all wealth. After being appointed as the chief manager of the mine by the Supreme Elders' Court and being responsible for the overall work of the Fang Basin, he even interpreted his little interest to an almost crazy level.

The living standards of the alien warriors responsible for guarding the mines have dropped sharply, and their daily welfare has been compressed to the extreme. Even their equipment on patrol has become inferior products. Di Shijin racked his brains and cut oil and water on the bodies of these warriors.

But he had a good attitude towards the human slaves in the mine. Compared to his previous mine managers, Di Shijin's attitude towards these human slaves was a bit "parent-like warmth". Those slaves who were flattering and close to him on weekdays, or who were more diligent in doing things would receive rewards from him, such as good wine, good meat, and some welfare benefits that slaves should not enjoy at all. He generously rewarded them.

Di Shijin walked through mine caves, and countless human slaves along the way bowed respectfully to him as soon as they saw him. Di Shijin nodded repeatedly to these slaves with a smile: "Don't be polite, get up, get up, don't be polite. We worship the same ancestor, we are brothers of the same school, don't be so polite!"
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