Return from the second dimension

When the earth was enveloped by the dark night, the prisoners of war after a busy day finally heard the bell of the end of work.

"Line up to hand in tools, if anyone dares to hide privately, just wait to be hanged!"

The corpse cultivator who was in charge of the oversight had a horrible face, perhaps because of the lack of absorbed vitality, this guy looked very hideous, his fat face was full of torn holes, and black and red fishy fat dripped continuously.

Although his body was covered with oil stains and even his clothes were soaked in fancy, he didn't care, just constantly waving the whip in his hand and whipping on the slow-moving prisoner of war.

If someone dared to resist, then the whip would be beaten harder, and the fiercer the resistance, the harder it would be.

With the cultivator of the Holy Dragon City behind him back, how can these bastards turn the world upside down?

There are many overseers like him in the mine, all of them are selected from the outstanding prisoners of war. The better they perform, the more rewards they will get. In this regard, the Holy Dragon City has never been stingy.

Even during the meeting, the Holy Dragon City monks in charge of prisoners of war had promised that as long as they were loyal enough, they would have the opportunity to leave the world of the corpse clan, even if they brought their family members.

For the aboriginals of the corpse world, nothing is more exciting than this reward. You must know that because of the lifeless invasion, the corpse creatures have been tortured from birth. If they can get rid of this pain forever, Then they are willing to pay any price.

With generous incentives and incentives, these overseers behaved very positively, as if they were fighting for their lives.

The prisoners of war hated and envied this situation, but they didn't know how many people wanted to replace it.

"These bastards, what's so bullish, don't fall into Lao Tzu's hands in the future, otherwise I will definitely make them regret giving birth!"

After being caught two whips for his slow movement, the strong prisoner of war screamed, but he did not dare to continue to confront him. The previous painful lesson told him that this approach was quite irrational.

"Forbearance, as long as you can survive, it's not better than anything!"

The prisoner of war named Lao Wu sighed and comforted his companions. The two followed the flow of people to the rest room on the ridge.

Back at the resting place, the two of them each took another piece of food. After eating in twos or twos, they got into the wooden house full of filthy smell.

It didn’t take long for the snoring sound to sound. The prisoners of war after a busy day fell asleep one after another. Shot.

Time passed slowly, and it was midnight in a blink of an eye, and only snoring remained in the wooden room.

A figure sat up quietly from the ground. He glanced at the thunderous snoring captive around him, and stood up silently.

A ray of light from the wooden room shone on the black shadow's face. It was Lao Wu, a prisoner of war who was mixed with strong prisoners and was bullied from time to time.

It's just that at this moment, he doesn't have the usual cringe color, and his cloudy eyes are shining brightly, like a hungry wolf choosing people to eat.

Raising the palm of his hand and waving it lightly, I saw a piece of dust rising from Old Wu's hand, and then I saw the dust spread out like living creatures, and instantly flooded the entire wooden house, as the prisoners breathed. Into the nasal cavity.

Originally, some prisoners of war who seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping immediately snored loudly after inhaling the dust. As for the sleeping prisoners, they slept more deeply, afraid that the lightning and thunder would not be able to wake them up.

After confirming that these guys could not wake up in a short time, Lao Wu slowly walked to the door of the wooden house and opened the door quietly.

At the same time as he walked out of the door, a beam of light swept across the door of the wooden house, but there was no object there.

The dazzling light moved aside, and a figure slowly appeared on the rough wooden door, which looked exactly the same as the color of the wooden board. From the front, he could never be found.

After leaving the wooden door, the color of Old Wu's body began to change again, this time it was navy blue, and the outline of his body spread out like smoke.

Walking in the dark in this form, as long as you don't pay special attention, you can't find his trace at all.

Of course, this discovery is only aimed at the naked eye, but for the Holy Dragon City, which has various reconnaissance and defensive equipment, wanting to escape the mine under the cover of night is tantamount to a dream.

At the highest point of the mine, a building similar to a high tower was erected, monitoring the entire mine at all times. As long as any suspicious target appeared, it would immediately provoke a harsh alarm.

Lao Wu had been in the mine for a while, and he had already figured out the defensive deployment here, and he had also found a way to evade these detection methods.

He took out a special cloak and put it on. Wu's figure immediately disappeared from the monitoring equipment, and he himself walked towards the place where the monks lived in the Holy Dragon City.

Ten minutes later, Lao Wu stopped at the door of a wooden house, stretched out his finger and picked it towards the lock, and the bolt inside suddenly retracted.

Entering the room silently, Old Wu put away the suit of armor on the table, and then slowly withdrew from the room.

Half an hour later, Lao Wu, wearing the armor of the Holy Dragon City, appeared at the entrance of the plane channel. After looking around, he silently hid in the corner again.

After waiting silently for about two hours, a dozen or so cars drove out of Loucheng and went straight to the plane channel.

After waiting for a long time, Lao Wu quickly jumped into the last car, got into the cab like a ghost, knocked out the monk in Loucheng who was driving the car, and then drove the car on.

At the same time, Old Wu threw a mass of mucus on the face of the unconscious driver. After ten seconds, the solidified mucus was sucked up by him and covered his face at the same time.

At this moment, Old Wu's appearance was exactly the same as that of the unconscious driver, and even his body shape became extremely similar. At first glance, he couldn't find the abnormality at all.

Then Lao Wu put the cloak on the driver again, which not only covered his body, but also blocked the detection of the instrument.

The convoy continued to drive. Although the actions at the beginning were a bit rusty, it took only a dozen seconds for Lao Wu's technique to become adept and closely followed the convoy.

It didn't take long for the convoy to arrive at the entrance of the plane channel, and at the same time to undergo comprehensive inspections.

Although the storage equipment of Sacred Dragon City has become popular, some items cannot be transported using storage equipment at all, such as special animals and plants that die when they enter the storage space.

These items can only be transported by cars. Since the invasion of the corpse world, similar transportation work has never stopped.For the scientific research personnel of Sacred Dragon City, any item in another world has important value, and they will never let go of any opportunity to obtain similar items.

With the sound of "Didi", the entire convoy was scanned by the instrument from top to bottom, and the driver's identity information was also displayed at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the two Sacred Dragon City monks checked the car cab, and then nodded to their companion not far away.

"No problem, let go!"

A Holy Dragon City monk removed the roadblock, and the convoy began to move forward. The old Wu, who was at the back, stuffed the unconscious driver's arm under the cloak and started the car to move on.

"Loucheng World? I'm here again!"

Lao Wu looked at the plane channel in front, and a strange smile was provoked at the corner of his mouth.