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Chapter 163 The Beautiful Holy Land Fortress (Big Chapter)
When the creature from another world heard these words, Qing Jiuyu frowned instinctively.

The gibbon continued to sneer: "It seems that you already know something."

Qing Jiuyu couldn't feel what was in the dark sinkhole.

It is impossible to imagine how deep this huge pothole is.

The gibbon also didn't want to talk about the Holy Land with Qing Jiuyu in detail.

The reason why this place is called the Holy Land has always been the secret of the two worlds.

"You should go," said the gibbon.

"How are you going to deal with me? According to what you said before, you should have no way to convict me now."

gibbon said:
"You will be trapped by Lord Epidemic's avatar. This is where the Holy Land obtains resources, not where you are detained. You will be imprisoned in the heavy mountain prison in the distance."

Doppelganger?

Sure enough, the epidemic source also has other abilities, not just relying on poison.

Qing Jiuyu remembered silently.

Since there is still time, everything will turn around.

When Jinlong and Epidemiology took another step, Qing Jiuyu glanced at the deep pit.

The existence in this deep pit has overturned her cognition.

Because it is different from what Tang Xian mentioned.She believed in Tang Xian.

It's just that Tang Xian also didn't know something.

After all, evil secrets are hidden deep underground.

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Holy Land Fortress.

After several hours, Song Que arrived at the fortress.

Most of the forts are named, even if they are not named with numbers like the forts in the national area, they will choose the core characteristics and place names.

For example, the castle tower fortress and Lincoln fortress are taken from some core features.

Forts like London are named after places.

Holy Land Bastion was an accident.

Because none of the features are associated with holy places.

The moment Song Que walked away from the unloading equipment, he saw a banner welcoming him.

——Commander Song is welcome to come to inspect.

Song Que was secretly puzzled.

As the commander-in-chief of the human race, Song Que also met Zhuohe, the owner of the Holy Land Fortress, in the meeting room on the sixth floor of Fortress 39.

He remembered information about everyone he came into contact with.

Zhuo He was very old, even older than his father.

Her hair has already fallen out, and she is always smiling, giving people a kind and kind feeling.

Song Que had a good impression of it.

It's just that I came to the Holy Land Fortress by myself, I didn't inform anyone,
"Welcome the future lord of the First Fortress——Commander Song, to this small place."

Song Que smiled and said:

"Lord Zhuo is polite. But why did the lord know about my arrival?"

"Commander Song, come with me."

Even if Li Wanye came to the first fortress, his father Song Gengchao might not be there to greet him in person.

Because although it is difficult to apply for a visa for the fortress, and there are very few people who change the fortress, such things are trivial after all.

Song Que couldn't understand why the lord of the Holy Land Fortress was so idle?
He followed Zhuohe.Zhuo He hunched over, and there were not many guards around him, and they seemed to be ordinary attendants who were not very strong.

This made Song Que even more puzzled.

If Li Wanye went to the bottom floor alone without taking him with him, he wouldn't be able to come back even if he didn't have it all.

Zhuohe is so confident in the security of his fortress?
Song Que was also surprised by what he saw next.

He wondered if he was really at the bottom.

On the ground floor of the Holy Land Fortress, I did not see a large group of people who had no fixed residence due to heavy mining, sitting and resting on the street.

Even the ground floor of the 39th fortress and the first fortress combined may not have as many buildings as the ground floor of the holy land fortress.

Song Que and Zhuo He walked on the streets and alleys extending in all directions.

From time to time, people at the bottom wearing exquisitely crafted clothes nodded their heads to Zhuohe.

Zhuohe didn't put on airs at all, and nodded in response.The attitude is kind and amiable.

There are also many service industries on the street.

In front of the fruit shop, someone was bargaining with the owner.

In the tailor shop, the girl is admiring her new clothes in front of the mirror.

From time to time, you can still hear the sound of promotional discounts for various items in the department store not far away.

Children under school age are playing ball in the open field.

Some adults were sitting in the distance, smiling and smoking.

Song Que was no stranger to this scene.

But if this happened at the bottom, he would be puzzled.

"How does Commander Song feel? Is my fortress peaceful?" Zhuo He asked quite proudly.

Song Que made a surprised expression and praised:
"How did you do it? I have to learn from you."

Zhuo He smiled and said:

"Each fortress has its own secrets, just like the Song family and the Li family have their own characteristics, and it seems that Fort 51 has powerful industrial technology. The old man is willing to share the benevolent governance of the fortress with Commander Song, but Song What the commander really wants to ask is where does the energy for the fort itself come from?"

Song Kuang nodded, without any concealment, and said sincerely:
"indeed so."

Zhuo He shook his head and said:
"This is the unique technology of our holy land fortress, so I can't tell Commander Song, please forgive me."

Song Que was indeed curious about this question, but Zhuo He's answer was also reasonable. He nodded and said:
"Lord Zhuo, you are being polite. I am the one who is more abrupt. This kind of question should not be asked."

"Commander Song came to the Holy Land Fort this time, but something happened?"

"Look at my appearance, does something seem to be wrong? It's just that my father thinks that I've been too tired recently, and wants me to go to another fortress to rest for a few days. I searched a lot, so I came to the Holy Land Fortress. It seems I did nothing wrong."

Zhuo He let out a hearty laugh and said:
"Commander Song, take a good look around here, shall I send someone to arrange a place for you?"

"No, the fortress is busy. Lord Zhuo, if you come to pick him up in person, it is already a nuisance to you. This is just an ordinary trip, so you don't have to worry about it."

Song Que's simple and honest smile made it impossible to refuse.

Zhuohe said:

"That's right, since that's the case, I don't bother Commander Song to play, this is a pass. All levels of the entire fortress are open to Commander Song."

Song Que still had a smile on his face, but he was shocked in his heart. He originally thought that Zhuo He would hide something more or less.

Some core secrets were also hidden at the highest level, but Zhuo He actually opened up all the levels to himself.

It is true that what I represent is a giant second only to Fort Lincoln and Fort 39.

But the owner of the Holy Land Fortress is really too hospitable.

Song Que did not refuse the kindness, took the pass, exchanged greetings with Zhuo He, and Zhuo He left.

After Zhuohe had gone far away, Song Que continued to stroll around the streets on the ground floor.

If the opponent has not sealed the second to sixth floors, then there is little need to go to the second to sixth floors.

On the contrary, it is the lower level, who came to greet him in person, what is it to confirm?

Song Que walked with some doubts.

The ground floor of this fort is simply beautiful.

It's as beautiful as he imagined when he was a child.

As the future heir of the Song family, Song Que has seen the scenes of the bottom class before, and imagined that one day the bottom class people could live a comfortable life.

But when there was a fortress that could see this point, Song Que felt something was wrong.

Where is it?

With doubts, Song Que walked on the street looking for someone who could settle down.

Maybe these people can solve their doubts for themselves?
Thinking of this, Song Que's eyes fell on a family not far away - a family with a child sitting in the yard reading a book.

It was a boy of about ten years old.In about one or two years, I will be sent to the school district to study.

It was his father who was telling him stories.

After a while, the mother came out with a fruit plate, and the family looked happy.

Song Que was very envious. Thinking of it, he, his eldest sister, second sister, and his parents hadn't had such a warm family gathering together for a long time.

Song Que stepped forward and made known his purpose.

The head of the family was called Lu Chao'an, the child was called Lu Ming, and the hostess was surnamed Wu. Song Que called her Mrs. Wu without mentioning her name.

This family of three is extremely common in the ground floor of the Holy Land Fortress.

When Song Que showed his pass, they also received Song Que very warmly and hospitablely.

Not long after, Mrs. Wu tidied up Song Que's room.

Song Que was a little overwhelmed by the simple folk customs.

Then he discovered that the residence on the ground floor of the Holy Land Fortress was indeed slightly worse than the residence on the second floor of the first fortress.

But it's not bad at all in other fortresses.

He even felt that this fortress seemed to have no bottom.

After not staying in the room for long, Lu Chao'an asked:

"Do you want to come out and eat something?"

Song Kuang nodded and came to the living room.

It's lunch time right now, and the quality of the nutrient solution is considered top-notch.

Song Que sighed:
"This place is indeed a holy place."

The child Lu Ming asked:
"Big brother, are you from another fortress?"

"Yes. My fortress is far from here."

"Is there a lot of fun in other fortresses?"

Song Que shook his head and said:

"Other fortresses... are not as good as this one. The people living in this fortress are very happy."

When Lu Ming heard this, he seemed quite complacent.

Mrs. Wu and Lu Chao'an also chatted with Song Que enthusiastically about some topics.

During the conversation, Song Que finally asked the question he wanted to know.

"Mr. Lu, I have always had a doubt. Like my first fortress, the people at the bottom work very hard every day. They basically work in the mining area. Usually, when it is lively, it is at night, but here, I see the people at the bottom. People seem to be more leisurely?"

Song Que was convinced that the output value of the tertiary service industry in this fortress was very high.Foreign trade is considered a major income item.

But no industry can compare with the underlying mineral output.

Mr. Lu did not act like Zhuo He, he said:

"Commander Song, we will also mine, but it's not our turn this time."

"It's not my turn? What does that mean?" Song Que was puzzled.

Lu Chao'an said proudly:

"Under Master Zhuo's call, not only the bottom-level people need to mine, but the talented people at higher levels will also participate in mining."

Song Que was shocked.

"Think about it, talented people are stronger in the mining area, so they are naturally more efficient.

And this rotation system also allows everyone to have enough rest time. We can live in such a leisurely way, we are really grateful to Mr. Zhuo! "

"I will also become a person like Lord Zhuo in the future!" The child Lu Ming had adoration in his eyes.

Song Que was completely stunned.

Talented mining?
The Holy Land can be so equal, don't the talented people mind?
This is naturally a good strategy, but Song Que is skeptical whether it can be realized or not.

If this is indeed the case, why did Zhuo He hide it?
It's not a secret that can be easily asked.

If it is true that the gifted are willing to do what the bottom-level people do, then the evolution of the pyramid's civilization will not be what it is now.

Song Que felt something was wrong, but he really couldn't tell why.

After lunch, Song Que wandered around the house, and he noticed a photo hanging on the wall.

Somewhat puzzled him was that the photo appeared smaller.

The frame of the photo was obviously bigger than the photo, so there was naturally a family of three in the photo, and Lu Ming should have been less than ten years old at that time.

But after not watching for long, Lu Ming asked Song Que to play with him very familiarly.

Song Que didn't refuse either.

Playing with innocent children always makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The ground floor here has nothing like Fort 39 Fallen Street.

Along the way, Song Que did not have any illegal or illegal underground industries.

Everyone he saw had a smile on his face.

There was only one pregnant woman, probably suffering from prenatal depression, who seemed a little scared, but in the park, her husband was also gently enlightening him.

These pictures are very beautiful.

Song Que thought maybe he should visit the mining area?See if, as Mr. Lu said, even talented people will participate in mining.

He admits he's a little too sensitive.

In fact, Lu Chao'an's explanation was reasonable, but Song Que still felt that something was wrong.

Thinking of this, he didn't play with Lu Ming for long, and after accompanying Lu Ming to buy some children's toys, he took Lu Ming home.

Mrs. Wu was very sorry that her children actually asked customers to spend money to buy toys.

But Song Que's simple and honest smile always made people feel at ease, so he couldn't refuse such kindness.

This scene is so beautiful, whether it is the life of the people, or the hospitality and simple temperament of the people.

Song Que said: "To tell you the truth, I actually came here to bother you, because I wanted to learn how to manage the fortress like Lord Zhuo. After Mr. Lu clarified his doubts, it suddenly became clear. It turns out that there really is such a social system where everyone is equal. Especially in the pyramids, it's really remarkable."

Mrs. Wu's expression was a little unnatural, but she quickly smiled contentedly and said:

"Yes, we are also very happy living here."

"Madam Wu, can you tell me about the mining area in the mining area of ​​your fortress, which part of the mining area belongs to it?"

"This... I don't know. My husband was worried about me and didn't want me to do heavy work, so he didn't let me go to the mining area, but I have a map of the mining area."

After Madam Wu finished speaking, she went to get the map.

Song Que was puzzled for a moment.

Mrs. Wu has never been to the mining area——

Such families are very common, that is to say, there may be many women and elderly people who have never been to the mining area.

The proportion of these people is not small, even if you rely on talented people to mine, there are too many people missing, right?

Song Que couldn't believe how many powerful talents there would be in a fortress that hadn't opened up the seventh floor.

The mining theory of talented people is feasible, but it means sacrificing part of the hunting output value.

Song Que didn't have doubts for a long time, and soon Mrs. Wu brought the map and pointed out the location to Song Que.

"This is what my husband said. I haven't been here, but he works here."

"Okay, thank you, I will go to the mining area later, it is a learning experience."

"Good sir, then you have to be careful, I heard that the mining area is very dangerous."

Song Kuang nodded and remembered the location.

This location is not unfamiliar, it is just a green area known to humans.

Song Que remembered that he should have been there, but he didn't remember much about the scene at that time. Presumably it was not much different from other mining areas.

What happened today made him confirm that he should go again.

Later, Song Que went to the teleportation station.

This point is very similar to the first fortress and the bottom layer of the 39th fortress.

During the period when the Portable Teleport Rift is disabled, the Holy Land Bastion follows this rule.

People go to the mining area and leave the mining area through the transfer station.

There are two teleportation stations on the ground floor, but one of them is covered by a huge curtain, which shows that it is malfunctioning and needs to be repaired.

Song Que followed some other people and entered another portal.

After arriving at the mining area, Song Que saw the people who were mining.

There are quite a few people here, apparently a mixed mining area of ​​several forts.

Song Que looked at it, but couldn't see the end of the vein, and couldn't be sure which fortresses belonged to the Holy Land Fortress.

He frowned and observed along the border.

He traveled all the way, but he didn't see a few talented people.

But this is also normal, only non-talented people will come to mine.

After walking for a long time, Song Que finally met a group of talented people.

It's just that Song Que was not very satisfied with the result. The mining efficiency of these talented people is indeed not low, but it is not too high, and everyone's expression is not very willing, as if they were assigned to a very humble job.

What puzzled Song Que the most was that all of these people were talented.Maybe other people just happen to be untalented, and they have no way of recognizing it?
Song Que returned along the road and was finally convinced of one thing.

What Lu Chaoan said was true.

It is true that the Holy Land Fortress has arranged for talented people to participate in mining.

But there was nothing like what Song Que had seen, the gifted ones seemed to be slacking off too.It didn't show much efficiency better than ordinary people.

There are really many doubts brought to Song Que today.

But Song Que couldn't deny that the Holy Land Fortress was really like a different kind among all the fortresses.

People who live in the fort don't have to worry about heavy mining labor or income.

Although the mineral production capacity shouldn't be high, Holy Land Bastion obviously never worried about this issue.

People can still live happily in the fortress.

……

……

It was already night when Song Que returned to the Holy Land Fortress.

Lu Chaoan's family naturally invited Song Que to have dinner together.

From time to time, I chatted with Song Que about the folk customs in the Holy Land Fortress.

"I went to the mining area today to have a look. Master Zhuo is really amazing. Those who are really talented are mining ore resources with ordinary people. This is unimaginable in other fortresses." Song Que said.

"Yes, you must believe that Master Zhuo is our savior. He has led the Holy Land Fortress to do a lot of reforms. Not only mining, but the people here live and work in peace and contentment, with a kind heart and a very low crime rate." Lu Chaoan introduced Speaking of the Holy Land Fortress, the gratitude on his face did not seem to be fake.

Song Que finally stopped worrying about the strangeness of this fortress, and started chatting with Lu Chao'an about some anecdotes from all walks of life.

As the lord of the first fortress, and also a top student in the Heavenly Chosen Trial, Song Que's knowledge and opinions are much better than ordinary people.

Lu Chao'an also got a lot of suggestions.

The whole family is very grateful to Song Que.

Later, it was time to sleep and rest.

Mrs. Wu coaxed the children and told a long story.

After Lu Ming fell asleep, Lu Chao'an talked to Madam Wu again.

As a modest gentleman and a single dog, Song Que really doesn't want to hear any conversations that are not conducive to sleep and hurt the body.

But it can't stand the sound insulation of the ground floor, and his five senses are particularly sharp.

Fortunately, nothing unsuitable for children happened. At the back, Mrs. Wu actually went to another room.

Song Que was a little surprised that such a happy family actually slept in separate rooms?
But he didn't pay much attention.

Lying on the bed, Song Que began to recall what he saw today.

Although he always had a very strange feeling, he thought about it carefully, and finally he was willing to believe in all the beauties he saw.

Stopped at suspicion, but did not really speculate with malicious intent.

It's just your own fortress, other fortresses, can the future be like the fortress of the Holy Land?
What he heard about the Holy Land Fortress had a big impact on Song Que.

Human beings can live so beautifully in the fortress, probably every lord had a dream when he took over the position of lord, right?

[Hehehe, you are such an idiot. 】

Song Que was stunned by the sudden voice from the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Song Que frowned.

"I remember we reached an agreement, you must not interfere with my thinking until you meet the villain I want to get rid of."

He didn't make a sound, and to communicate with the personality in the sea of ​​consciousness, he only needed to think.

【You have been bound by your narrow and pitiful justice. In this investigation of the Holy Land Fortress, villains are everywhere. There is not a single innocent person in the entire fortress, but you turn a blind eye. 】The voice in the sea of ​​consciousness was mocking.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The people here are hospitable, and everyone is kind by nature."

【Hahahahahahahaha, Song Que, you are really stupid.You obviously have the same wisdom as me, but you have to be limited by all kinds of seemingly beautiful but naive and ignorant expectations.

Have you really given your full credit to this fortress?
Is there really a way to make everyone happy in this world?Don't be naive, whether it is before entering the pyramid or after entering the pyramid, the survival of human beings will always be based on the happiness of the strong based on the misfortune of the weak. 】

"Shut up! What are you going to do? If you want me to wear a mask and hurt these innocent people without evidence, I will not agree."

[Tsk tsk, since I have appeared, there is a reason for my appearance. I am another you. You have to admit that without the constraints of justice, morality, rules, feelings, etc., I can see more than you see. more real world. 】

The gloomy voice said again:
【Your investigation is over. As Commander Song, you have indeed noticed some useful information, but unfortunately you can't penetrate it.It's time for me to investigate. 】

Song Que was stunned.

After a few seconds of silence, the voice from Sea of ​​Consciousness reappeared:
[Come on, put on the mask, since you are holding it, you must have thought about it, right?Deep down you still doubt this fortress?But you can't get results from asking questions. 】

Song Que remained silent.

There was only faint laughter echoing in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After a long time, Song Que said:
"No killing."

[I can't do it, the agreement between us is not to kill innocent people, but none of the people here is innocent. 】

Song Que opened the item bag and changed into another outfit. He held the mask but didn't put it on. Instead, he walked to the mirror in the bedroom and said with a cold expression:
"No killing, I don't want to say it again."

[What a boring person, how could I be the same person as you?It must be your poor sense of justice that makes you so boring that I was born, right? 】

Song Que didn't speak, but just stared at his face in the mirror with a stubborn look on his face.

After a long time, the voice in the sea of ​​consciousness compromised.

【boring!It's boring!I promise you that I won't kill people, but let me declare first that my methods are not refined. 】

Song Kuang nodded, stared at the mask, and finally put it on slowly.

The moment you put on the mask, it's like the evil smile on the mask is imprinted in your soul.

Song Que's whole person has undergone tremendous changes.

……

……

Mrs. Wu was not asleep.

No one can sleep while tied up with ropes and stared at by a grotesque figure in a horrific mask.

She wanted to call for help in fear, but was deterred by the evil and magnetic laughter from the strange man's throat.

"Before this, I have given your husband and child, as well as the outsider, a sedative. The dose is not too much, and you won't die.

But I don't like women yelling in front of me, so—"

The Masked Man made a hissing gesture.

"Otherwise you will die, and before you die, you will definitely beg me to kill you."

Mrs. Wu trembled, looking at the mask of the masked monster, she couldn't say a word.

"Don't be nervous, why are you so serious? Smile, hurry up, smile, or you will cut your mouth."

Mrs. Wu squeezed out an ugly smile.

The masked geek said contemptuously:
"It's so ugly, can't you make the same fake and disgusting smile in this photo?"

There was an extra photo in the mask weirdo's hand at some point.

This is exactly the photo Song Que saw during the day.

"Look, how happy the family of four is laughing. Seeing you laughing so happily makes me want to laugh."

Then there was the piercing laughter of the weird masked man.

When Mrs. Wu saw the photo being pulled out of the frame, she froze.

"Don't be so scared, shall I tell you an interesting story?"

"During the day, I saw a pregnant woman with a big belly and a terrified expression. Next to her was her husband."

"Antenatal depression in pregnant women is at best depressing, but not scary."

"There is guilt on the husband's face, but there is greed in his eyes."

"So I was thinking, what are the people in this fortress worried about? Do people still give birth to monsters?"

"Ah... Of course it can't be a monster. Human beings can only produce trash, geniuses, and mediocrity. But it makes no sense, doesn't it? In such a fortress where everyone is equal, even if the people born are not talented, there is nothing to worry about." right?"

There was doubt in the masked man's eyes, as did his expression, but the mask couldn't show it.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that maybe he didn't need a mask, he needed makeup, and wearing a clown makeup might be able to better express his emotions.

"The photo in the photo frame is obviously cropped. Who would put a photo of a wrong size into the photo frame so awkwardly?"

"Probably because there is an extra person in the photo that shouldn't exist?"

Mrs. Wu was completely shocked.

That bad memory resurfaced in the sea of ​​consciousness again.

"Yes, this expression is correct."

Masked Man said:

"I never believed that in this world there would be strong people willing to share their resources equally with the weak.

If everyone can live happily in a world, then who is willing to work hard?
It is precisely because of the unfairness and cruelty of the world that countless people want to step on others to climb up.

But this fortress is really unusual.Talented people are swinging mining hoes together with ordinary people.Obviously the expression on his face is so perfunctory, but he still has to force himself to stay with a bunch of miners, time-consuming, really dedicated. "

Madam Wu said:
"You... who are you? What do you want to say?"

"Are you also a talented person?" The masked eccentric said suddenly.

Madam Wu's eyes widened instantly.

"Your children, and your husband, are all gifted, right? The entire bottom...no, the entire fortress, there is no one who is not a gifted person, right?"

Mrs. Wu shook her head frantically, wanting to deny it.

The weird mask is as if he can't see, as if he just wants to talk to himself and tell himself.

"The talented people didn't do anything in the mining area at all, so how did this fortress get the mineral source?"

"The teleportation station is broken and no one is repairing it.

Even at night, it is not more lively than during the day.

Women are afraid of giving birth to their own children.Avoiding being in the same room as her husband, presumably also has a shadow on this matter?

A corner of the family photo was torn off, but there was no mention of anyone who had passed away.

So, everything about this fortress is fake, right?You are all gifted, not gifted, where are you going?

Probably through another portal, went elsewhere? "

The terrifying laughter sounded again.The masked geek smiled and forced Mrs. Wu to look into his eyes.

That laughter was like knocking on the door, constantly knocking on the black box deep in Mrs. Wu's heart.

"Speak out? Instead of living with a sense of guilt, it's better to speak out, don't worry, I promised a boring idiot that I won't kill you. But I belong to the bad guy, and the bad guy is just talking It’s understandable even if it doesn’t count, right?”

"I hope you will cooperate with me well and let me be an honest bad guy."

Mrs. Wu never thought that a person could make herself feel so much fear just by relying on words, eyes, and weird laughter.

The weird masked man looked at Mrs. Wu's expression of about to collapse, showed the photo, and said:
"I already guessed it, but now is your chance to redeem yourself. Tell me, where did the other person in the photo go?"

Mrs. Wu finally couldn't stand the torture and wept loudly.

The masked geek slapped him, and the corner of Mrs. Wu's mouth overflowed with blood, and her crying stopped abruptly.

"Everyone's time is so precious, can you start your performance as soon as possible? That's good, I will cut off one of your fingers for every ten seconds of silence you have?"

The tone seemed to be inviting the other party to play a game, but it was this attitude that made Mrs. Wu feel like she was suffocating.

She finally didn't dare to hide any more, and said in a crying voice:

"The missing person in the photo...is my daughter, Lu Lingyi..."

"So where did she go? Died?"

Pain appeared on Madam Wu's face again.

The weirdo in the mask looked at the time impatiently, this action frightened Mrs. Wu and said quickly:

"She went to the Holy Land...to the Holy Land! Never coming back!"

"Isn't this the Holy Land?"

"No...it's another holy land, where there are rich mines, Suzuki and all the untalented people are locked in there, endlessly digging mines...I haven't seen her for many years .”

"Another holy place? I have to remind you that humans cannot stay in the mining area for seven days. Do you think I am gentle and easy to deceive? It makes me uncomfortable."

As the masked man spoke, he wanted to snap off Madam Wu's fingers abruptly.

Mrs. Wu panicked and said:

"I didn't lie to you! It's true! People without talent can survive in the mining area forever!

And this fortress... this fortress..."

"Go on!"

"Yes, all the untalented people in this fortress... will be dispatched to the Holy Land, which will never end, and mine resources for the fortress!"

Even the masked geek, who had always only played jokes, felt surprised.

Untalented people can survive in the mining area for seven days?
Even those people in the evolution zone don't know this.

The masked geek's tone became a little more ferocious:
"That is to say, in this fortress, there is indeed no one who is not talented, because all the non-talented people, after reaching a certain age, they don't even have the opportunity to go to the school district, and they are directly sent to that name." a holy place?"

"Yes, it is."

"How many years."

"what?"

"I'm asking, how many years has this system been in place?"

"It should be... 30 years?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, did you hear that, stupid and naive guy, this is really a beautiful castle where everyone is happy and happy, without oppression or exploitation."

The masked man suddenly became happy, as if he was showing off to another person that he had guessed right, Madam Wu didn't know who he was talking to.

It's just the masked monster's face, although it's hidden by the mask and can't see——

But Mrs. Wu suddenly felt that those eyes seemed familiar, with a little compassion.

After a long time, the weird mask made a sound, but the tone of the voice seemed to change, and the weird mask's whole temperament also changed.

"Let me ask you, do you still want to see your daughter again?"

　Today is a 9000-word big chapter, and tomorrow should be a big chapter too, and I will write the most exciting part as soon as possible~ Don't rush everyone, I really exhausted my liver.

　　
　
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