The Amber Sword

In the early morning of Mount Grahar, it was revealed through a pale, purple and blue backdrop of the sky to the east and west - the forest on the mountain formed a unique shadow under such slight light as the stars gradually receded into the curtain.

But the mining area was a little earlier, and it was dark, and a wooden whistle sounded.

The indefinite light of oil dragged out a deep dark shadow on the ground, and Brando, like others, was called out of the camp - there was some sullen air in the mountains before dawn - and he looked at what was on his hands a little overwhelmed.

It's a crucifix, its rough wooden grip is nearly four feet long, it has been around many hosts, the surface has been used to rub smoothly, there is no protruding burr, and the dark gray tip of the crucifix is a little dull.

But that wasn't the point, and what struck him was that he didn't think he would ever be a miner again. Anyone who has experienced the age of online gaming floods tends to have a sense of affection for mining in the memories of those times, and Brando is no exception.

He also worked as a miner for a long time in the game, mining day and night in shady mines, selecting mines, and then selling the best quality ore to the market.

Now I want to be bored, but at that time it was a constant joy and motivation, because watching the money earned to arm my character step by step became stronger and filled with a sense of heartfelt satisfaction.

Though this is only a harvest in the virtual world.

Brando took the crucifix and couldn't help but mock himself for a moment. But he raised his head and carefully distinguished himself from the distant crowd - he quickly found the presence of Utah, Sy and Metisa from a few familiar shadows, who apparently saw the marks he had left in the forest at night, at a moment when he was dressed as a miner mixed with workers.

They wear headscarves, which are not uncommon among mountaineers, but the dirty clothes Brando paid for from the teenagers, who have a very convenient way to get there.

But the biggest gain was the news he got from a weak teenager named Kevin, the rumor that the Chaffron Mine was connected to the underground world; when he heard the other guy say it, he had an implicit idea in his heart, which was finally linked to his plan.

The success of this plan depends on what is happening today.

Not even Brando himself thought the opportunity would come so quickly.

But while he was thinking about it, he felt like someone had put an elbow over him from the back, and he turned around vigilantly and found out it was Joca.

The teenager looked at him and came to remind him:

“Be careful, when you get the tools, go inside and get whipped late.” The teenager walked past him and whispered.

Brando first felt if his wallet was still on him, then he turned around and saw the weak teenager on the other side nodding to himself, obviously asking Choka to remind him.

After a short time with him yesterday, the teenagers are now less alert to him than they were before, but Kevin was willing to help him, apparently out of gratitude.

Brando felt that the other side was in fact unwilling to owe him anything to do with it, which he did not expect, except that the weak teenager did not appear to be underprivileged among the group.

He thought about going back and keeping up, whispering, "Where should I go? ”

Joca now knows that Brando is only here under cover, so it's not surprising that he has a problem, just whispering: "Now that you don't know, come with us, I know where to mine more. ”

“Thank you.”

“This isn't free service," the teenager turned around and rubbed his finger properly, "You got money, right? ”

“Nature.” Brando smiled.

As the two entered the pit, the light naturally softened and dimmed - human beings drilled several deep wells deep underground to exploit the underlying ore after the silver mine in Schafflund had cleaned up the shallow veins.

The mines intersect beneath the Graha Hills rock formation, yet only one oil lamp outlines this winding with a division of light and shadow over a very distant distance from each other.

But it wasn't just Brando and Choka who went deep underground, and the workers entered the tunnel from several main entrances and quickly dispersed. He looked around and saw Utah, Metisa and Sy blend in silently into the crowd as he swept past a certain direction, feeling a little at ease in his heart, then retracted his gaze and followed Joca forward without a word.

Choka said the place was far from the ground, but not the deepest part of the mine. According to Kevin, the mine is deepest underground and connected to Jorgen Deokang; however, according to Brando, it may also be connected to the top layer of Jorgen Deokang, the so-called 'Bumblebee Hive’.

Once lost, it's hard to find a way out, and that's one of the biggest barriers between Jorgendigan and the ground world. Besides, the hive itself is a place of right and wrong, a habitat for many monsters, but not a peaceful place.

It's just that most of the mine's area of operation is concentrated on the upper middle floor, and after Brando and Choka took a simple lift deep underground, they only went along the low mine path for about a dozen minutes to reach the area where they work.

But as soon as they got underneath, what happened next surprised Choka, who was walking ahead.

The teenager thought Brando would be unfamiliar with the low depression in the pit, and in fact he was ready to slow down so that he could keep up - the underground tunnels here weren't as spacious as the top floors and accidentally ran into a bloodshed.

But it wasn't exactly what he thought Brando would be when he got here, like a fish with water. The young man walked flat forward, even using some of the skills more skilled than he himself, and some more skilled than even Choka had ever heard of.

The teenager was almost stuck, what a raw man there was, and in his view, an old miner who had been in the business for decades.

And the two of them went forward, using no more than half of his weekday, and in the end even Joca didn't know how to keep up with each other; the underground was so hot, he couldn't help but wipe a sweat and gasp like a cow when he stopped.

Joca never thought she'd have a day to chase someone down here, and it's been a long time since he became an apprentice.

Then Brando lit up the light.

The air is already quite thin underneath here, and it is naturally impossible to use open flames. Brando took out fluorescent crystals for lighting - the worst crystal ever used in a cost saving mine, only to buy a few coppers on the market - and the light on the crystals was almost as bleak as a faint candle fire, but the light grey halos still painted a shadow of uneven surrounding stone walls.

But it has to be said, Joca, that they picked a good place, with a light purple coating on the rock, which is naturally not the color of the silver ore itself, and Brando guessed it might be some kind of magical ore in the rock.

It's not uncommon to have all sorts of magical concomitant mines in a Vaughn vein. Judging by Brando's rich experience, there should be a mineral-rich layer behind this rock, where the quality of the ore would be quite good and even some high-value concomitant mines might emerge.

As an old miner with ‘over a decade' of mining experience, Brando naturally does not doubt his own vision.

At this point, he heard a series of footsteps coming from behind him, turning around, and finding out that it was Kevin and Maher who were with him, and he was obviously surprised when he saw them: "Joca, are you so fast? ”

Joca gasped and glanced at Brando and nodded to her companion.

“You chose a nice place.” Brando looked at the teenagers and looked at the rock wall and said.

“Huh,” Maher whispered softly: “Can you see that? ”

“Light purple rock suggests the presence of cold iron in the ore, which is a rare concomitant mine.” Brando looked at the tilted textures on the rock and asked casually: “Have you dug for twill quartz here? ”

“Twill quartz?” Maher stunned: “What the hell is that? ”

“Also known as light blue crystal.” Brando replied.

“Isn't that a fake crystal? How could there be such a thing in a silver mine?” Maher shook her head in disdain: "If you're looking for that, you've come to the wrong place. ”

But Brando shook his head.

Twill quartz is not quartz, but a micromagic ore that produces moonlight effects and is therefore also arguably a form of moonstone; it is widely found in large veins, and although inferior twill quartz is worthless, the top class is called Magic Eye Gemstone, which is often used as the most important part of the demon storage for making magic rings.

Twill quartz in silver mines are generally of poor quality, yet they are associated with cold iron. Brando looked at the luminous rock wall and said: "Then you dig in the wrong direction, dig in this direction, maybe you will see the cold iron ore. ”

Maher and several other teenagers glanced at each other, “How do you know, so kind to tell us?” If it was before yesterday, they were designated not to believe Brando. But it's different now, and Brando doesn't seem to have to lie to them.

Brando didn't lie to them, he was just talking about his experience as an old miner.

“So how do we dig?” This time the girl behind Kevin asked.

(PS: Tragedy, when yesterday's chapter was written, I didn't know what the name of the Fire King was wrong. If you see it, you can ignore it. 233... Be sure to pay attention next time...

Plus, ask for backup. I feel like I'm gonna die without backup. Looking at a non-growing ticket subscription collection or something, it feels a little weak.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)