Return from the second dimension

"The monks in this area are fast enough, are they old hands among your tribe to discover it?"

One of the generals looked at the pit and asked the super-powered man who was in charge of detailing the camp and arranging the command.

He had another identity, that of the chief of the Servant Tribe.

Upon hearing the general's inquiry, the chief immediately said, "All the people here are Building City monks, and no members of my tribe are involved."

While the chief replied, his heart was actually full of curiosity, and he took a good look at the pit.

I didn't expect that among the new Lou Cheng cultivators, there were indeed crouching tigers and hidden dragons, and someone had easily mastered the knack of mining.

If this was not the case, the speed could not have been so fast.

But the problem was that even veterans of the tribe might not be able to achieve such speed.

"This area, which building city cultivator excavated it?"

The general asked again, showing an interested expression.

If the monks were to do this one by one, the harvest of the camp would increase greatly.

It was a pity that this kind of digging speed could not be done by anyone. Mining crystal ore required not only sufficient strength, but also chance and talent.

Otherwise, even if one becomes a veteran, the speed may not be fast enough, and the same goes for the harvest.

The fact that a newcomer can do this is proof of extraordinary talent, which must be properly cultivated.

Or they may be transferred to an important mining area and participate in important excavation work.

It was not like now, trying one's luck in new mines and slowly wasting time to accumulate experience.

"Reporting back to Your Excellency, this area is a collaborative excavation between two monks who have just accepted the invitation and joined the building city."

The patriarch quickly looked up the information and replied again, with a trace of envy in his tone.

It was his and his clan's dream to be invited by Lou Cheng to join and become a monk of Lou Cheng.

It was just that it was not as easy as one would think to join Lou Cheng. He and his clan had been serving Lou Cheng cultivators for many years, but still had not received any similar invitation.

When the chief thought of this, he felt a bit sad.

His tribe was declining, and without the strongest man in town, he was bullied by other races from time to time.

Not only were the mines plundered, but the tribe was even nearly wiped out.

The chief was forced to lead his tribe to join the monks of Lou Cheng, so that he could be sheltered.

At first, he was forced to do so, but later, when he learned of the strength of the monks in Lou Cheng, he felt a deep yearning for them.

I only hoped that one day, I could really join them.

Now, when I saw that there were two foreign cultivators who had been invited by Lou Cheng, my heart was naturally filled with emotion and envy.

At the same time, it also suddenly dawned on me, no wonder the other party was invited, just by looking at the performance of this time I know it is extraordinary.

Without sufficient skills, how could they be favored by Lou Cheng?

Seemingly seeing through the patriarch's thoughts, the god general smiled slightly and said in a light tone, "By the looks of you, you seem to be envious of those two monks?"

The patriarch nodded his head and said yes, not hiding his eagerness.

"Your clan's performance is there for all to see, and you will definitely be rewarded.

I'm sure it won't be long before you receive the same invitation to formally join the Lou City."

The clan leader, whose face was full of vicissitudes and who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, immediately revealed a touch of excitement at the words.

"On behalf of my clan members, I swear to you that I will pledge allegiance to Lou Cheng.

If you break your oath, you will definitely break your bloodline inheritance!"

The patriarch's vow was severe enough, but it also showed his determination.

The God General nodded gently, indicating that he already knew the other party's loyalty.

"These two new Building City cultivators are to be given focused attention and promptly given a boost to help.

If they meet the requirements, take them to the Core Mining Area instead of wasting their talents here."

Only hidden core mines could produce good things, and the true digging experts were gathered there.

"Rightfully so!"

The chief of the clan, who was in charge of dispatching the mines, also had the same idea, but knew there was no need to rush into this.

The production of surface crystals is not high, but it is the best place to hone your skills, and it is safer than the core mines.

For beginners, the surface crystal mines are actually the best places to test their skills, and if they can't pass the tests here, they are not qualified to go to the core mines.

If you can't pass the test here, you're not qualified to go to the core mine. Otherwise, you're not helping, you're deliberately messing up, and you're even joking with your own life.

As the two sides were talking, they heard a crackling sound from the ground, and saw a pillar of light rising from the sky.

The place where the pillar of light appeared was clearly the big hole they had just focused on.

A low roar was heard, causing people to be momentarily distracted, even the clan leader.

But in a flash, it was back to normal again.

"Remnant attack!"

The patriarch's face changed, and he immediately rushed toward the mine, heading straight for the glowing pit.

He was experienced enough to know what was happening just from the light and the roar.

This was a monk who had unintentionally touched the remains of an ancient creature while digging in the crystal mine, and it was of a higher grade.

To the monks, this was both a chance and a danger.

However, all such items would condense the remnants of ancient creatures, and could be transformed into attacks.

If they encounter a powerful remnant monster, they can instantly kill a monk, even if they have no chance to avoid it.

It was just that in the surface crystal mines, such a situation was very rare, and even he had never seen it a few times.

This group of building city monks had just excavated and encountered such a situation, and they didn't know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate.

"It's best to stay out of trouble ......"

The patriarch was praying in his heart, he didn't want too many changes to happen while a group of gods were watching.

If the progress of joining Lou Cheng was affected because of this matter, it would really depress the patriarch to the point of vomiting blood.

With a flash of lightning in his mind, the clan chief had arrived in front of the pit.

He was the commanding officer on the scene, and if an unexpected situation arose, he would be the one to take action.

If the situation could not be resolved, only then would it be the turn of the generals to take action.

Before the patriarch could go down to check it out, he saw a hideous beast emerge from the hole with a heaven-shaking roar.

"It really is the Remnant Giant Beast!"

Without hesitation, the patriarch took out a long whip made of white bones and lashed out at the remnant monster.

The weapon he used was made from the remains of an ancient creature, and had reached the level of a divine weapon.

It was absolutely perfect for dealing with the remnant monster.

If it were an ordinary residual thought monster, it would only take one whip to kill it, but if it were a more powerful residual thought monster, it would only take three to five whips to kill it.

Therefore, facing the remnant monster, the clan chief had no fear at all, and with his strength and the artifact in his hand, he could definitely solve the crisis easily.

"Go die!"

The patriarch roared, raised his whip and was about to lash out.

As a result, the remnant monster trembled violently and instantly exploded into a pile of crystal fragments.

The residual thoughts hidden in the crystal mine would condense through the crystals, and now that they had been killed, the crystals would naturally disintegrate and break up.

However, the patriarch had not yet attacked the general or made a move, so how could the remnant monster, which was comparable to a super-strong man, suddenly disintegrate?

"Does ......"

When the patriarch thought of this, he immediately looked down and saw a figure emerge from the pit.

"Bam!"

A blood-red crystal, as large as a tabletop, was thrown directly in front of the patriarch.

The fat man, covered with muscles, crawled out of the hole, a pair of big eyes shining inside.

He looked at the clan leader who was standing at the entrance of the cave with a long whip in his hand, but the fat man scratched his head, and then revealed a silly smile.