The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 980 Battle for the Tower ([-])

In the evening, when he returned to the dormitory, before Batman could speak, Liujiao started chattering, and there was an unprecedented excitement in his tone.

"Did you see that? The big man got whipped! It was a pain, I say, he must have been taken to the mines east, to carry lava rocks, and it was no good work, it was exhausting, and You have to face the cruelest supervisor, and those who don't work hard will be taken there!"

Liu Jiao kept panting heavily, and even his voice became a little rougher, he said: "I really can't believe it, when I said those words, my feet kept shaking, I didn't dare to look at the supervisor's voice." Eyes, my God, how did you humans come up with such an insidious scheme?!"

"As you expected, those dwarves must have spoken for me, because they have had enough of that big fool, and Ophie hates him more than I do, because he killed two of his children when he smashed the ore. , although Ao Fei has more than twenty children, but those two children are the strongest and the most lovable..."

Liujiao murmured a lot about their past, how Aofei was born, how the two children grew up, and how they were crushed to death. These sounded like short words from the parents, and they were all taken away. Batman made a note of it and became one of the intelligence.

"You seem happy?" Batman asked.

"I... I'm a little... But I don't know what's going on. This afternoon, I feel very excited. I even work harder than usual. I'm so happy that I finally don't have to endure that fool Already!"

Afterwards, Liujiao became a little bit gritted his teeth again, and said: "Those damned lava demons should all roll into the magma. They always bully us because of their physical strength. If it wasn't for the big commotion this time , There are too many people who speak for me, and the supervisor will definitely punish me!"

But then he sighed and said: "However, this trick can only be used this time, and the ore is in urgent need recently. I heard that there is going to be a war on the front line. Everyone is busy rushing to make progress. Worn out……"

"Who is the supervisor who came today?" Batman asked, Liujiao thought for a while and said, "I heard them say that he is the head of the big mine. Aren't there seven mines here? Each mine has a Boss, the entire mine has a chief, that is, General Ruxin, and I don’t know if I go up... I don’t know."

"Does he often whip people?" Batman asked again.

"Of course, all miners who are not good at work will be whipped. The whip of the big head is especially severe. The lava demon almost fell apart after being hit. If it were me, I would probably die directly." Liujiao's tone became a little trembling , he said: "I have seen with my own eyes that the big head used that whip to kill Ophelia's grandfather..."

"Why?" Batman asked.

"Because of blaze powder, oh, it's the thing you saw smoking in the supervisor's hand. This thing can refresh your mind and relax you. Although I haven't smoked it, I heard it's a good thing."

"When the supervisor smoked the blaze powder, he sprinkled a little bit on the ground, was picked up by Ao Fei's grandfather, took a sip, and was discovered, and then he was beaten to death."

Hexagon's tone was a little fearful, and Batman said, "Just because of this little thing?"

"It's a small matter, it's not a small matter, only supervisors can smoke blaze powder, oh, some old miners can also, or people who are more popular with supervisors, have a chance to get it, it's a status symbol."

"And those dwarf demons, what are they? They smoked blaze powder, which would make everyone lose face, and anyway, there are too many of them, so killing one or two is nothing."

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by them?" Batman was silent for a moment, then asked.

"Of course I'm afraid, who isn't afraid of death?" Liu Jiao's tone was a little timid, and he said, "But I don't cause trouble, and I do a good job, so I won't die so easily."

Batman was silent again. Hexagon's tone, demeanor and behavior reminded him of a person. Although they were completely different, they had many similarities. That was the little girl who died in Wayne Manor due to hypothermia .

In the past, Batman couldn't understand their ignorance, it was like living one day at a time, never thinking about the future, never paying attention to possible crises, unwilling to make any changes for these crises, unwilling to go save yourself.

But later, when Batman wanders the streets of the slums alone, he understands where this ignorance comes from.

It's not that they are not afraid, but they just use another way to escape the reality that fear is useless and they cannot resist, that is muddling along.

Sitting in the dark and narrow room, Batman seemed to hear the sound of rain in Gotham. He thought that Gotham might be missing a thunderbolt to wake up the ignorance of the world and make them think of the ignorance when people are forced to After desperation, besides dying silently, there is another possibility.

Will he be this thunderbolt?Batman asked himself in his heart, but soon, he got a negative answer.

Because he knew that the vigilance, defense and suspicion brought about by his inner trauma made him only a lone walker in the rainy night, instead of raising the flag and lighting the flame.

Batman had wondered if the Godfather and Schiller were waiting for him, and now he discovered that the Godfather, Schiller, and him might not be the sapling that Gotham was waiting for.

They are not the thunder that falls in the rainy night, or the people who raise the flag in the waves. Perhaps, their whole life is just to loosen the sinful soil, so that the roots of the seeds can take root deeper.

In the end, who will crash down when the stinging insects are awakened in early spring?Who will break through the ground when the hair grows on a rainy night?

When thinking about this problem, Batman found that he didn't care. After facing the darkness of Gotham's reality, he no longer had so many unnecessary fantasies. Purifying such a soil is enough for him to spend his entire life.

Amidst such thoughts, Batman slowly fell asleep, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, he found that the Hexagon next door was not asleep, and his breathing was still a bit heavy, as if he couldn't fall asleep because of a mess of thoughts.

Batman didn't stay for too long. Tonight was the time to gather. He followed the previous road to the middle of the mountain, and Schiller and Alfred were already waiting there.

The three waited there for a few minutes before Merkel arrived, looking a little limping, and Schiller looked at him and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you hurt?"

"Yes, a sprain, but it's okay." Merkel gasped, and then he took a whip from the middle of his coat.

Putting the whip on the table, Batman noticed that the handle of the whip had a slight green light, obviously, this was the kind of whip he saw in the hands of the overseer during the day.

"How did you get that?" Batman asked.

Merkel frowned in pain and said, "Of course it was stolen."

Then, he said as if he was a little delirious, ""I was originally a field agent, specializing in activities behind enemy lines. I said a long time ago that I don't lurk, I don't lurk...no one listens to me..."

Alfred raised his eyebrows and said, ""Which game did you say you were in? The fifth game? I wanted to ask before, why did you start lurking in the fifth game? Don't you guys specialize in assassinations and Was it broken?"

Merkel shook her head and said, "It's my bad luck. There were too many elite agents in our class. If my physical fitness test results were placed in the previous ones, I would have ranked first and second, but in that class I only ranked last." Three, if it’s not my turn to do important tasks, I can only come to lurk.”

Schiller showed a strange expression. It turned out that his butler was a field agent who specialized in physical labor, not a professional spy. He joked with a half-smile: "According to this standard, you are still quite professional." Yes, I mean, when you break something."

Merkel covered her eyes hard, and Alfred shook his head, but Batman looked a little gloomy, as if he finished his homework on time, but found that his deskmate not only over-fulfilled his homework, but also practiced extra by himself. s student.

Originally, Batman was not a type of person who would fight hard. Before executing the plan, he liked to make complete preparations and investigate all the information clearly, but now it seems that he has to grasp it with both hands.

Batman narrowed his eyes and looked at Merkel. His mental activity at this time, if you put it in a more popular way, is that someone dares to touch me?You see if I'm curled up or not, you're done.

Sure enough, in the subsequent information exchange session, Merkel did not get much information. In the past two days, he used the housekeeping skills of a field agent to keep an eye on the supervisor's work and rest time to find out all the infiltration routes. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he stole his whip.

Batman narrated all the racial information, inter-ethnic information, and interpersonal information in the depths of the big mine that he had learned. The information he collected was very detailed, and it was also consistent with what Schiller and Alfred obtained from the supervisor. The information matches.

The main part of it is that everyone in the mine is in a hurry, especially the supervisor.

Because of the tense battle on the front line, Belial seems to want to do something unprecedentedly. The soldiers and horses have not moved, and the food and grass are first. They need enough ore to smelt and build, so the pressure from above is very tight.

The big supervisors are not involved in production. If they want to relieve this pressure, they can only pass the pressure on to the people below, while the small supervisors can only keep urging the miners and slaves below. In the past few days, it has broken out several times During the conflict, several slaves were killed.

"They are killing chickens and monkeys, hoping to use violent means to make all slaves work quickly, and as the target date approaches, the pressure they face will gradually make them lose their minds, and the methods will become more and more brutal. There could be massive bloodshed," Schiller said.

"You mean, massacre?" Alfred thought for a while, and then questioned: "But they should also know that if too many people are killed, there will be no work."

Schiller shook his head and said, "They all pointed at those big bugs and thought slave miners were just consumables. Yes, it doesn't matter if you kill a few, they won't be stingy about killing them."

"Hurry up, let's get into formal action." Schiller stood up, and then said, "Let me assign tasks."

"There are many races in the mine, but our main target is the low-level races. The demon overseers don't realize their power because they are stupid and short-sighted, but we all understand that the most inconspicuous races in the United After getting up, how much strength will it have?"

"Next, one person is responsible for connecting a race, first connecting the dots into a line, and then connecting the line to the surface, trying to plant the seeds of resistance for them before a large-scale bloodshed breaks out."

"Batman, you already know a umbral and have maintained a good relationship with him, so it's up to you to contact the umbral."

"The dwarf demon race is very important, let Alfred go."

"Merkel is not very good at preaching and persuasion, so he will be responsible for the sludge monster with the lowest IQ. Remember, complain first, then think about it. Don't talk about the big truth, just talk about the things around you. The situation is serious and the future can be expected."

"So what do you do?" Batman asked.

Schiller gave a smile, but his eyes were not smiling. He looked cold and arrogant. He looked into Batman's eyes and said:
"Me? I'm going to do my old job."

　cough me up
The new crown is really awesome

But everything that doesn't kill me makes me stronger

(refers to re-exercising my keyboard typing ability)
　
(End of this chapter)