Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

"Master Fick?!"

The foreman was frightened half to death by this cold voice, and he did not expect that in the middle of the night, Fick would suddenly visit the interior of this underground mine like a ghost.

"I remember what I told you explicitly, Calloway."

Fick behind him stepped forward, looked at the miner mother and son on the side with cold eyes, and his tone was as cold as ice:

"From today onwards, regardless of men, women, and children, all men and women will be injected with emergency active agents, and the routine work time will be adjusted to nineteen hours, and if necessary, to twenty hours."

Foreman Calloway replied in a resignant tone:

"Yes... What you're talking about is... Master Fick. He

didn't dare to raise his head to meet Fick's gaze directly.

"This time I forgive you for making a fuss... But, there is no next time.

Fick closed his eyes and staggered past the foreman named Calloway.

Then, Fick stepped forward and looked down condescendingly, the pair of miners huddled in front of him, and there were a dozen other miners beside them, who were also looking at him.

"Please, let my son go... He's less than ten years old, you look at what he looks like now... He will definitely die with this needle! If you want to hit me, hit me..." The

elderly Feilin mother, who was also a member of the miners, held the already extremely weak Feilin boy in her arms, and knelt on the ground and pleaded with Fick.

"Ridiculous, let me ask you, when war and natural disasters run over this land, does death distinguish between ages?"

Fick said in an indifferent tone.

"You're too much!"

A miner plucked up his courage, stepped forward, clenched his fists, and said to Fica:

"The agreement we signed when we came in was not written like that, and we wanted only the most basic things."

"We need some... Rest rooms, clean water, protective clothing without holes, food that fills you with three meals a day, and a safe mining environment.

Another miner stepped forward and said,

"Yes! When we came in, we didn't say that we had to inject so many emergency active agents every day, which was not at all in line with the regulations of the Rembiton mining regulations! "

It's just... It's just murder!

More miners rushed forward and made their own demands on Fick:

"We need a more reasonable scheduling system, all of them have been in two shifts in the months since we came in, and many people have slept and never woken up again!"

"Yes! We need to rest! At the very least, there should be some decent dormitories and lounges! Before a few brothers, they could only lie in the corner of the mine and could not move, and then they were smashed to death by the collapsed ore! The

miners swarmed forward, and you said to Fick in a word.

They understood that it was difficult, very difficult, to find a job in Rembito, so until this point, they had only made their own demands to Fick.

After all, many of these miners are dragging their families, and many of them have disabled and sick patients.

The job is indeed dark, but the money is quite a lot (but what Fick gives them and earns himself is only a drop in the bucket), and if a reasonable demand can be agreed, they can only grit their teeth.

"Haha!"

And in the face of these miners' words, Fick let out a loud laugh and replied:

"Good! Good!! Too good to !!

"You have made so wanton demands on me, this and that, but my answer was... OK!

"It's just that this request is a two-way street, so please show me your value as well, ladies and gentlemen."

Fick stepped forward and said to the miners

, "If any of you have second-rate undergraduate graduates in minerals or geology, stand up and work ten hours a day, with a single rest a week,

and double your pay."

"If one of you has a first-class bachelor's degree in minerals or geology, stand up and work eight hours a day, with two days off a week, and pay five times more."

"If any of you graduate students in minerals or geology, stand up and work six hours a day, with two days off a week, and get paid tenfold."

"If any of you have a master's degree in minerals or geology, stand up and work four hours a day, three days off a week, and pay twentyfold."

"If any of you have a doctorate in minerals or geology, stand up and work two hours a day, two days a week, and pay fifty times more."

Fick's words made all the miners below suddenly fall silent.

"Why didn't anyone come forward? Didn't you just ask me hotly? Why are you dumb now when you show value in exchange for better treatment?

Fick stepped forward to ask, his tone sounding extremely puzzled.

“...... We...... We don't have that high education and knowledge... It's just that we just want the most basic, personal safety guarantees and less demanding work indicators

..." "And don't inject us with the kind of potion that will make us painful..."

At this time, the miner's mother who stood in front of the film boy clenched her teeth, and then shouted:

"-We are living people!"

Then in the next second, everyone did not expect Fick's action.

Almost with ghostly speed, Fick came to the miner's mother in an instant, raised his right leg like a tomahawk diagonally, and bombarded her body with one kick.

"Wow... Living people? "

Boom!!

The mother of the film boy was immediately kicked by Fick and exploded.

"Good mean word."

Fick closed his legs, and the coldness of his tone penetrated his marrow.

"Mom..."

The eight- or nine-year-old Feilin boy watched the flesh and blood of his mother in front of him spill in his arms, and for a moment his brain was blank, and even his breathing stopped.

At this time, the dozen miners gathered in front were suddenly ignited like a powder keg, and one of the miners shouted loudly:

"[Extremely angry Rem Bituo foul language]!! Brethren, open up! Both horizontal and vertical are dead! Slaughter this Carters cub! He simply doesn't treat us like people! "

Boom -

cross picks, fuel lamps, chainsaws, rock drills, rock breakers...

A series of mining tools were turned into murderous weapons as much as possible, and a dozen miners copied them, raised their arms and rushed towards Fick.

"..."

And Fick just stayed where he was... Not even moved.

Huh -

then his legs moved first.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom!!!

...... What an amazing explosive power.

No matter how many miners rushed towards Fick with red eyes, Fick kicked one.

More

than a dozen miners, in less than a minute, were all killed by Fick, and the young man who was protected at the beginning was not spared, and after shattering, he painted it on the rock wall.

"Master Fick... You...... You?!

Masters on the side looked at Fick, whose white suit had been stained red with flesh and blood, and was a little dumbfounded, as if he didn't know the real meaning of Fick's move.

"Look, Master, that's their real value."

Fick saw Master's doubts, so he gently stepped out of step to let Master see the scene behind him.

"Master Fick... This...... This......?!!

After seeing the scene behind Fick, Master's pupils suddenly shrank like needles.

Poof... Poof....

He saw with his own eyes that this orange-red source stone vein exposed on the rock wall was actually absorbing the flesh and blood of the miners who were shattered on it, sending out pulsations like the blood vessels of living creatures.

"It... Is it alive?

Masters looked at this pulsating and creeping source stone vein, and such a sentence echoed in his heart in disbelief.

"You... You take the flesh and blood of the living... Go and raise this source stone vein?!! At

this moment, I only felt a creepy feeling rising all over my body.

"Well, their value has been exhausted, and the end is naturally already predetermined."

Fick's tone was calm, calm to the point of an indescribable weirdness.

"Whatever I do, it is good for the Steel Radish Mine, for the Lornes family, you will support me, right? Mast? Even if I... Kill you? "

Masters closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, exhaled deeply... This action lasted for a full three times before he slowly opened his old cloudy eyes and said to Fick,

"Regard... Whatever Young Master Fick wants to do, I will support you.

"Although I can't help you most of the time, what you have done before has really allowed the Steel Radish Mine and the Lornes family to flourish as a result."

"If you are not in Rembiton, but in Syracuse... To lead the real Mexican family... With your ability, you will definitely be able to do something great.

"I will always support you, Master Fick... Even if you use the most brutal means ... Kill me.

Fick laughed, and this laughter echoed in the already dead underground mine, extremely oozing.

"Haha... Rest assured, the Steel Radish Mine ran a lot of people in the initial days, and you could have chosen to betray and take good profits, but you chose to stand with us. "

You are a member of my family, like my father and my sister, you are the person I trust the most, and your value is far from comparable to these reptiles, rest assured, Masters."

"If you are blind, I will equip you with the best electronic prosthetic eye, if you have a broken hand and foot, I will install you with the latest intelligent prosthesis, and if you have internal organs, I will transplant the healthiest organ for you."

"And if you have an ore disease, I will ask the best doctor to prolong your life."

Fick's words were extremely sincere.

But it was this strong contrast between this sincerity and the previous Fick that made Masters happy and extremely afraid at the same time - fortunately, I was on the same position as him.

Then, Fick gently straightened the tie of his red and white suit and asked

, "Tell me what time it is,

Masters?"

Master looked at the Source Stone watch in his hand and replied,

"... Four o'clock in the morning.

Fick patted Master's shoulder, staggered past him, and a word entered his ear with the fishy wind blowing in the mine:

"Let's go, you can sleep well for three hours."

"Subsequently... We've got to get ready for it... Count Drout. "