What were you doing before the end of the world? Are you going to be an assassin?

"Upgraded mission: I have also seen the sun."

"Leave the dark underground, see the sun again and stand firm."

"The world above ground is so beautiful, no one would be willing to spend the rest of his life underground, underground underground, especially when he has seen the blue sky, white clouds and the sun."

Become stronger in the memory world and break through the limitations in the main world. Connor roughly guessed the pattern of the prism's release of tasks. When he was killing people in the underground factory, he didn't have a single task, and even the number of kills was not counted in the kill task.

Connor took a deep breath. He didn't care about the empire, the emperor, or the world crisis. He just didn't want to stay underground anymore.

Connor quietly exited the prismatic space and returned to the underground fire settlement in the underground world.

The dark space, the depressing rocks, and the fungi emitting various faint lights.

Various smells mixed together and penetrated into Connor's lungs, making him, who was used to breathing the unpolluted air of the imperial capital and the forest, almost cough.

Occasionally you can hear some noise, well, people talking.

On the cold stone bed, the meadow made of dried black grass made Connor unable to distinguish what was real and what was fake.

He didn't want to stay in the cramped underground anymore.

thump~

The golden apple scepter accidentally hit the wall, and Connor immediately took the Apple of Eden back into the prism space, still lying in bed with his clothes on.

The things brought out from the prismatic space reminded him that he still had a lot to do.

"Take a nap first, and then find the way up after you wake up."

Connor whispered.

"If you can't find it, go up from the underground factory."

74. Habit is the most powerful weapon

The underground city of Sean could not see the sun, and Connor didn't know how long he had been lying in bed until he heard the sound of knocking on stones.

This is a wake-up call for people.

"Connor! Are you awake? If it's convenient, the leader is back and wants to see you!"

Geller came to Connor's room and knocked hard on the stone slab that served as the door, making a dull sound.

The lava lake outside the city of Sean means there is no shortage of high-quality stones, but stones alone are of no use in the underground world.

Connor quickly stood up and moved the stone slab away. Since he had not moved at all before going to bed, he simply smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes and walked out of the stone house.

The leader of Sean City is on the thickest stone pillar, divided into three levels, upper and lower.

The first floor was a meeting hall and hospital. Connor could see some people applying crushed plant or fungal juice to their wounds. They seemed to be the leader's entourage. The underground world was not peaceful.

The second floor is the leader’s residence. The conditions in the underground world are so simple that the leader only has a small area for eating that extends out compared to those who live in a single room.

The third layer is made of separately cultivated pure luminous fungi, which serve as lighting, but it is also very dim.

Sean's leader was a burly, bearded man who had just returned from outside. He looked tired and was bandaging the wounds of a wounded soldier.

When the leader saw the gathering team's captain Geller coming with Connor, he immediately perked up.

"Welcome, hero of the resistance."

"Leader?" Connor shook hands with the sturdy man, whose hands were covered with calluses and dense scars.

The sturdy man shook his head and said, "I'm just an ordinary guy with some courage. I'm just being kind to you. Just call me Murphy."

"Okay, Leader Murphy."

"Hey, I told you not to be so serious." Murphy patted Connor on the shoulder and led the two of them to the corner of the meeting room.

"First of all, I am happy that more of our compatriots can escape from the enslavement of the empire." Murphy took out three cups, filled them with water, and dripped a few drops of light green liquid into them. "Cheers to our heroes!"

"This is squeezed from another kind of red fungus. Everyone says it has a spicy taste." Murphy drank it first, indicating that there was no poison and that the flavored water was completely safe to drink.

Geller drank it all in one gulp, and coughed a few times as if the spiciness of the liquid had stung his throat. Even so, he was reluctant to open his mouth and swallowed all the liquid.

"Huh, that's the taste! If you hadn't come, the leader wouldn't have let us drink more!"

The spicy red mushrooms are probably poisonous mushrooms, right? They are just too weak and are considered a spicy seasoning?

Connor lifted the stone cup and gently moistened his lips... Not only was the taste spicy, but even the slightest touch was stimulating.

This thing might not be suitable for him, Connor judged, maybe everyone here has developed antibodies, and he immediately pretended to cough violently.

"Ahem, no, this thing is too spicy. I'm not used to it..."

“Hahaha, when you’re my age, you’ll get used to it, and even love it!” Geller laughed and patted Connor on the back. “I heard that the citizens up there treat this stuff as wine!”

Geller was diagnosed as a degenerate when he was a child, and was then sent to an underground factory on a remote island. After escaping from the factory, he has been staying in Sean. The only alcohol he drinks from the outside world is the expired and low-quality alcohol he exchanged in the factory.

"Well," Geller rubbed his hands nervously, "If you're not used to it, I can help you..."

“That’s great.” Connor turned the stone cup upside down and poured the mixture into Geller’s cup.

"Every newcomer will go through a process of getting used to it," Murphy suddenly sighed and said, "I also hope they are not used to it..."

"Boss, you are so tired that you are talking nonsense again. Isn't it a good habit? Look, everyone has food and drink, and their own house now. They work for themselves..."

Murphy shook his head. This was the "habit" he was afraid of.

We are all born to live in the sunshine. Why should we be labeled as degenerates and thrown into the dark underground just because we cannot use magic?

"So, Leader Murphy is looking for a way out this time?" Connor gently placed the empty stone cup on the table, trying not to disturb Geller who was immersed in tasting the red mushroom and clear water cocktail.

Murphy nodded heavily. "Yes, but I failed again, and caused many people who volunteered to go out with me to find a way out to be injured or even killed."

"They must have all contributed to finding a way out for the resistance fighters in the underground world." Connor inexplicably thought of the Survey Corps in his first memory world. Those people also gave their hearts time and time again in order to find the truth of the world and protect humanity.

Murphy was silent.

Have you really made any contribution? I haven't found any way out yet.

In the hopeless search, Murphy didn't know how long he could hold on.

The leader motioned for Connor to follow him up to the second floor, where a window had been cut out to overlook the lava lake and underground stream.

"I heard that you escaped from the factory sewer with others, right?"

"Yes, there is a big monster in the lake connected to the sewer." Connor was a little curious about what would happen to the tentacle monster that he had hit with his fire knife. Has the broken tentacles grown back? Will there be other monsters in the lake competing with it for territory?

"I believe that water has a source and a destination," Murphy pointed to the stream outside Sean City, "so this time I led people to move forward along the stream."

Connor just listened. From Murphy's current condition and the wounded downstairs, he could tell that Murphy had found nothing this time.

Just like there are inland rivers on land, the stream here may just be an inland stream and not connected to the ocean.

"We walked for a long time, and even the torches, food, and water we carried exceeded the minimum for the return trip, but we found nothing except those monsters."

The expedition team suffered casualties due to the monster attack, otherwise they might not be able to return to Sean safely with the supplies they carried.

"Sometimes I wonder, are we really in the same world as the Empire?" Murphy sat cross-legged on the edge of the platform in frustration. How many chances did he have left to squander the trust of the resistance fighters in Sean?

I'm afraid that if we fail a few more times and lose personnel, no one will want to go out again.

"People only lose completely when they give up fighting." Connor looked in the direction opposite to the lava lake, where the underground factory was located.

75. I have offered my sincere heart to you, why are you hesitating?

"Do you think I haven't thought about it?" Murphy asked with a wry smile. The people in Sean City are all degenerates who can't use magic. They can't even get past the monster in the Jinghu Lake, let alone deal with the guards in the underground factory.

When Murphy led the first group of resistance fighters to escape, half of them died in Jinghu Lake. It took several years to gradually gather so many people. Later, the sewer collapsed and only water could pass through, but people could not pass. The monsters that could not eat people became more manic, making it even more difficult to get through.

"Have you seen the poisonous fog released from above? Even if we can get through, it will be all over once the poisonous fog is released again." Murphy recalled the process of his escape with others. After a riot broke out in the underground project, the first reaction from above was not to send people down to check, but to choose to release poisonous fog to kill everyone regardless of friend or foe.

Without knowing how to deal with the poisonous fog, rushing back to the underground factory would only result in a few more corpses.

Murphy, unable to find a solution, had no choice but to give up the answer that was right there and go against the answer.

"Forget it, let's not talk about those things for now. Connor, it must be amazing that you can lead people out of the factory. Let's explore along the stream together next time!"

Murphy felt that he couldn't leave too decadent an impression on the newcomer, so he rubbed his cheeks, cheered himself up, and extended an invitation to Connor.

Now, the few die-hard supporters of Murphy in Sean City were all leaders who had led different resistance groups to escape in the past, and they have not completely lost confidence in returning to live in the earthly world.

"Next time will be too long, so seize the day."

Connor did not intend to follow the stream to find an estuary that might not exist, which would be a waste of time and might yield nothing.

Murphy couldn't get in because of the Degenerate's ability limit, but that was not the case for Connor.

With various skills and the [Apple of Eden] in hand, Connor felt that he could challenge himself to solo the underground factory and find a way to the aboveground world.

"You..." Murphy didn't expect that the new leader of the resistance would be so stubborn and arrogant. He had told people that poison gas could kill people, so why didn't he listen?

Moreover, the people who manage the factory do not take the escaped Degenerates seriously and will not send armed forces into the sewers, let alone cross Jing Lake to Sean City.

The underground of the underground world is not a place where the degenerates can survive. Sean only has the light and heat to survive because of the existence of the lava lake, and the water source composed of condensed water.

During several of his expeditions, Murphy had discovered the strongholds of other escaped resistance fighters, but the people there had died in extremely miserable ways, and some skeletons even had signs of being gnawed.

Without an environment that maintains body temperature, and without food and water, the resistance fighters who escaped would not survive for more than a few days.

This is one of the reasons why the upper echelons turn a blind eye to these resisters.

If Connor fails and the upper management discovers the existence of the lava lake and Sean, maybe the factory will be moved here to produce. Wouldn't all of Sean's people be finished by then?

Anxious, Murphy grabbed Connor's arm.

Connor simply pulled back and moved Murphy along with him.

Living underground all year round, eating fungi, black grass and other things, and only occasionally catching a few strange monsters for a snack, it would be strange if Murphy's body was in good health.

Looks strong, but actually...

Under Connor's surprised gaze, Murphy revealed the hay under his clothes.

"Only if I show myself to be stronger will they feel more at ease..."

Murphy looked downstairs vigilantly, and only heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Geller resting with his eyes closed after tasting the cocktail. Some things are better not to be revealed.

"It's not easy to survive. I brought so many people here at once. There must be problems with shelter and food, right?" Connor pulled his arm back smoothly. "Although we have managed to find a place to stay, if we don't plan well, there will definitely be trouble in the future. Let's solve the problem at hand first."

Bringing so many people here has indeed strengthened Sean's strength, but the logistical pressure cannot be easily solved.

Connor decided to do something to repay Sean before he rushed in. Even if he successfully broke through the underground factory and brought everyone out, it would not be a waste of time and manpower.

It just so happens that I can investigate the situation of the underground factory in advance. With Eagle Eye Vision, it is not a difficult task.

Murphy was indeed troubled by this problem. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for so many resistance fighters to escape. The poisonous fog had to be reduced by half, and the monsters in Jing Lake had to be reduced by half again.

It was the first time that someone like Connor escaped with more than 200 people. Normally, a resistance team of 40 to 50 people was considered a large force.

Murphy became happy only when Connor finally gave up that "unrealistic" idea.

During the next three stone strikes, work in Sean City was in full swing.

The people brought out by Connor all understood that they were working for themselves, and they all showed a level of enthusiasm far beyond that of those working on the assembly line.

The planting team alone expanded their cultivated area threefold. More ropes were erected between the stone pillars, on which edible and seasoning fungi were transplanted.

During this period, Connor went out with the collection team several times and caught a few six-legged monsters as a snack for everyone. He also took the opportunity to scan all the underground factories near Jinghu Lake.

While everyone was eating grilled mushrooms, the meat of unknown monsters, and drinking spicy mushroom wine, Connor asked Murphy to leave.

"This is the map I drew. The end of the stream is a thick natural stone wall. You don't have to worry about it."

After hearing what Connor said, Murphy's eyes dimmed a lot.

"As for the underground factory, I will first eliminate the monsters in Jing Lake, and then sneak into the factory alone. If I succeed, you will see my signal, which is something that should not exist in the underground world. Then, Leader Murphy, you can lead people along this road."

"If I fail, don't worry, I won't reveal Sean's information."

Murphy's cheeks sunken, trying hard to hide his dissatisfaction. If the stream doesn't work, is there no other way? Must we take the risk of going to the underground factory?

He also counts on Connor, a member of the return faction, to take over from him and continue to lead Sean's resistance fighters to find a way back to the land under the sun.

"What are you running from?"

Connor slightly turned sideways to block the view of others, and read the [Apple of Eden] with his left hand.

The golden light was fleeting, but it left an indelible mark in Murphy's eyes.

"Is what they said true?" Murphy swallowed hard.

Is the right hand of God that pierced through the collapsed cave real?