I Have A City In An Alternate World

1411 Escape and infiltration _1

When the earth was shrouded in the dark night, the captives who had been busy for the whole day finally heard the bell that signaled the end of work.

line up and hand in the tools. Whoever dares to hide them will be hanged!

The corpse race cultivator in charge of supervising the work had a fierce-looking face. Perhaps it was because he had not absorbed enough vitality, but this guy’s appearance was very ferocious. His fat face was full of torn wounds, from which black and red stinky oil kept dripping down.

Even though he was covered in oil and his clothes were stained, he didn’t care. He just kept waving the leather whip in his hand and hitting the slow prisoners.

If anyone dared to resist, the whip would hit them harder. The more they resisted, the harder the whip would hit them.

With the Holy Dragon City cultivators behind them, could these bastards turn the world upside down?

There were many supervisors like him in the mine, all of whom were selected from prisoners of war with excellent performance. The better they performed, the more rewards they would receive. In this regard, Holy Dragon City had never been stingy.

Even during the meeting, the Holy Dragon City cultivators in charge of the prisoners of war had promised that as long as they were loyal enough, they would have the opportunity to leave the corpse race world, even if it was to bring their families.

To the natives of the corpse race, there was nothing more exciting than this reward. It should be known that because of the invasion of death Qi, the creatures of the corpse race had been suffering from torture since birth. If they could get rid of this pain forever, they were willing to pay any price.

With the stimulation of the generous rewards, these supervisors were quite active, as if they were putting their lives on the line.

The captives hated and envied this situation, but they didn’t know how many people wanted to replace it.

“This bunch of bastards, what’s there to be arrogant about? don’t fall into my hands in the future, or I’ll definitely make them regret being born!”

After being whipped twice because of his slow movements, the strong captive cursed in anger, but he did not dare to continue the confrontation. The previous painful lesson told him that this approach was quite irrational.

bear with it. As long as you can survive, it’s better than anything else!

The prisoner of war named old Wu sighed and comforted his companion. The two of them followed the crowd to the flail wooden house to rest.

After returning to their resting place, the two of them each received a portion of food. After finishing it in two or three bites, they went into the wooden house that was filled with the smell of filth.

It didn’t take long for snores to sound out, and the captives who had been busy the whole day fell asleep one after another. Even if some couldn’t sleep, they could only lie on the ground and work hard. Otherwise, as long as they left the room, they might be killed by the patrolling drones.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the second half of the night. Only the snoring and ravings could be heard in the wooden house.

A figure quietly sat up from the ground. He glanced at the strong captive beside him, who was snoring loudly, and stood up silently.

A ray of light shone through the wooden house and onto the face of the dark figure. It was the prisoner of war, old Wu, who was mixed with the strong captives and was bullied from time to time.

However, he no longer had his usual cowering expression. His turbid eyes were shining with a bright light, like a hungry wolf that was about to devour someone.

He raised his hand and waved it gently. A cloud of dust rose from old Wu’s hand. Then, the dust spread out like living creatures and filled the entire wooden house in an instant. It entered the captives ‘nostrils as they breathed.

Some of the prisoners who were sleeping immediately began to snore after inhaling the dust. As for those who were sleeping, they fell into a deeper sleep. Even lightning and thunder could not wake them up.

After confirming that these guys wouldn’t wake up in a short time, old Wu slowly walked to the door of the wooden house and quietly opened the door.

The moment he walked out of the room, a beam of light swept across the door of the wooden house, but there was nothing there.

The glaring light shifted to the side, and a figure slowly appeared on the rough wooden door. It looked exactly the same color as the wooden door, and it was impossible to notice his existence from the front.

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

Walking in this form in the dark night, as long as one didn’t pay special attention, one wouldn’t be able to find his trace.

Of course, this discovery was only for the naked eye. However, for the Holy Dragon City, which had all kinds of reconnaissance and defense equipment, it was impossible to escape the mine under the cover of the night.

At the highest point of the mine, there was a tower-like building that monitored the entire mine at all times. As long as there was any suspicious target, it would immediately trigger a harsh alarm.

Old Wu had stayed in the mine for a while and had long figured out the defense deployment here. He had also found a way to avoid these detection means.

Taking his time, he took out a special cloak and put it on. Old Wu’s figure immediately disappeared from the surveillance device, and he walked unhurriedly to the Holy Dragon City cultivators ‘residence.

More than ten minutes later, old Wu stopped at the door of a wooden house. He reached out his finger and picked at the lock, and the lock inside suddenly retracted.

Old Wu walked into the room silently and put away the armor on the table before slowly exiting the room.

Half an hour later, old Wu, wearing the Holy Dragon city’s standard armor, appeared at the entrance of the plane’s channel. After looking around, he quietly hid in a corner.

After waiting silently for about two hours, more than a dozen cars drove out of Lou Cheng and went straight to the plane channel.

Old Wu, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly jumped into the last car and got into the driver’s seat like a ghost. He knocked out the cultivator in charge of driving the car and then continued driving.

At the same time, old Wu also threw a ball of mucus on the unconscious pilot’s face. After more than ten seconds, the solidified mucus was sucked over and covered his face.

At this moment, old Wu’s appearance was exactly the same as the unconscious pilot. Even his body shape had become extremely similar. At first glance, it was impossible to notice anything unusual.

Immediately after, old Wu covered the driver with the cloak. This way, not only did it cover his body, but it also blocked the detection of the equipment.

The convoy continued to move forward. Although old Wu’s movements were a little rusty at the beginning, it only took her about ten seconds to become skilled and she followed closely behind the convoy.

It didn’t take long for the convoy to arrive at the entrance of the plane’s channel and undergo a comprehensive inspection.

Although the Holy Dragon city’s storage equipment was already common, some items could not be transported using the storage equipment at all, such as special animals and some plants that would die once they entered the storage space.

These items could only be transported by vehicles. Ever since the invasion of the undead race, similar transportation work had never stopped. To the Holy Dragon city’s researchers, any object from the other world was of great value. They would never let go of any opportunity to obtain such an object.

With a beep, the entire convoy was scanned from top to bottom, including the driver’s identity information.

Immediately after, the two Holy Dragon City cultivators checked the driver’s seat of the car, then nodded to their companion not far away.

“No problem, let them in!”

A Holy Dragon City cultivator removed the roadblock, and the convoy continued to move forward. Old Wu, who was at the back of the line, stuffed the unconscious driver’s arm under his cloak and started the car to move forward.

“The world of loucheng? I’m here again!”

Old Wu looked at the plane’s channel in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a strange smile.