At 7:30 pm ground time, Neusser was still patrolling the streets of Sporadic Mill.

There is no real and unchanging sun in the underground world, so there is no unified schedule based on sunrise and sunset.

The factories here never stop, and workers not only work in three shifts... but the working hours of each factory are not specific. Based on this kind of life, work schedule, and street shops will not be open in a specific way.

time.

This is also the reason why people on the ground are not suitable for living underground for a long time.

Once you get used to this kind of "sleep as long as you want" life, you will become lazy involuntarily.

At the same time, they cannot have free working hours like underground people.

When they return to the ground, they will find that...even though they are only moving vertically up and down, it is still as if they are traveling from Noah to the Theocracy. It feels like they have crossed a time zone. They may even be jet lag.

For Neusser, his job is very flexible.

He is the only [Supervisor] of the Sporogeny Mill.

The wages of hired supervisors are provided by the diggers' council of the local city, and the supervisors are only responsible to the diggers in this city.

Spore Mill is a smaller city.

There is only one digger in total.

That is Neusser himself.

In other words, Neusser works for himself, pays himself wages, and is responsible for himself... Even if he keeps being lazy, no one will care about him, and no one can care about him.

Even if he works hard every day, he will not get a penny.

But Neusser still patrols the streets every day.

This isn't just idle time.

He comes from the bottom of his heart and is using his own strength and his own way to protect this city.

This city was not discovered by him, nor was it his birthplace.

If you have to say why you are working so hard...it can only be because Nefertari is here.

A small city with only one wise man and one digger. It has no special products and is not a major transportation route. The above-ground city directly above it is just a small city.

In the underground world where resources are abundant and the land is extremely vast, Sporadic Mill is undoubtedly one of the smallest cities.

If they move again, it will be difficult to find an edge city without a person in charge and only need two people to manage it.

For Neusser, the sporulation mill is closer to his "home".

You live there, you live in Nefertari, and you have warm "neighbors".

There are almost no young people here.

Most of the people who come to Spore Mill are old people.

This was also the reason why he recognized Lin Yiyi and the three of them as outsiders at first glance.

...How come there are so many young people in Spore Mill?

Except for him and Nefertari, the other residents were like neighbors on the street. After living there for so many years, they had roughly recognized their faces.

Usually when Neusel walks on the street, he will even be greeted warmly by his grandparents, and occasionally they will give him some gifts and snacks.

Of course, they are not trying to flatter the city's "only law enforcers."

Based on Neusel's character, although he is usually a bit unconventional, lazy and not like to use his brain, if others make requests to him with despair and hope, he will definitely respond.

He is not short of money and does not seek fame. He just helps others as he pleases.

After living for so many years, Neusser gradually became the "good king" of this city.

The city's "wise man" almost never showed up except for what his intellect was unable to accomplish. But just because the residents learned that "Mr.

The residents would then show the same kind smile to Nefertari.

Aiwujiwu’s kindness.

This may be the best recognition of a "good person".

...Although Neusser never felt that he was a good person.

"Okay, Granny March."

Neusser squatted on the ground and straightened out the thread of the stuck mechanical walking stick: "There is no problem, the thread is just stuck.

"But this line is a bit squeezed. Let your son take it to repair it later. It may not be so simple next time."

"Thank you, little brother."

The white-haired old man smiled at Neussel.

She has no legs but no prosthetics either.

Under Old Madge's two arms, there were two complex crutches with many gear structures. She grasped the middle crossbar of the crutches, raised it slightly, and the axle began to rotate slowly.

Just like a person walking, the mechanical walking crutches on each side have two legs that move forward alternately, one in front of the other and one in the back.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely expensive customized machine. Only the wise men in the underground city can complete such a design.

Compared with hot new inventions such as "automatic wheelchairs", it is not only difficult to maintain, but also uncomfortable to use.

But this is a choice without a choice.

Neusel knew without asking that this was a restriction from a curse.

Old Madge's ten fingers were covered with rings, two made of silver, and ten made of bronze of different colors. There were also two rings hanging on the index finger.

This represents at least twelve extraordinary human lives.

Madge is the first supernatural resident of this underground city.

There is no doubt that "Machi" must be a fake name, and even this face may be fake. If a silver-level hunter chooses to enter the underground city, he must be a wanted criminal.

Her "son" who is exceptionally strong might be a disciple or an accomplice, or maybe her son is actually her father... everything is possible.

But that is a matter of the earthly world.

not my business.

In the underground world, she is just a resident who needs to be protected.

Neusser smiled gently and waved his hand at the back of old Madge as he left.

He turned around and unexpectedly saw two strangers walking along the crowd.

Neusser narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at them through the passers-by.

The young girl walking in front looked around curiously.

He has long gray hair that reaches his shoulders, gray dog ​​ears hanging on his head, and a big fluffy gray tail behind him. There is no doubt that he is a werewolf who has entered the underground world for the first time.

Neuser somewhat sympathizes with the werewolf tribe being persecuted by the Principality of Winter, but only if they don't come to cause trouble in the Sporadic Mill.

His eyes focused on the wolf girl's belly.

After confirming that she was not pregnant, Neuser relaxed a little and looked back over the werewolf girl.

And the eyes of the middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes met exactly.

He smiled and looked over.

Lord Neusser.

His lips moved slightly and he read his name silently.

Thanks to the "lip-syncing" game that Nefertari often played as a child, Nieussel was able to recognize the lip-sync of his own name.

...are you calling me?

Neusel was slightly wary.

His eyes naturally dropped and he spotted a silver-white ring.

...Silver level?

Different from the previous werewolf who was so naive that he was almost stupid. This middle-aged man just stood there and put a lot of pressure on people.

He is a very dangerous person.

Maybe he is also a great person.

Neusel's beastly intuition told him so.

He has always trusted his instincts.

But just when Neusser was still hesitating whether to come forward and say hello.

The other party turned around first and walked towards him.

It's so miserable, I can't escape...

As the footsteps approached, Neusser felt a chill running down his spine. Looking at the friendly and gentle smile, his hair stood on end and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"My apprentices are under your care."
To be continued...