The Diling Mountains, located on the western border of the Dragon Kingdom, is a well-known no-man's land in China. Legend has it that an emperor's tomb was once buried here, which attracted many tourists.
However, the environment here is very unfriendly to tourists. Not to mention the terrain is extremely steep and wild animals often appear. Many tourists were injured here and could not receive timely rescue. After the media reported the frequent disappearance and death of tourists here, this
This area gradually became unpopular.
At this time, a dark-skinned young man carried two wooden barrels filled with water and walked quickly toward the foot of the main peak of the Diling Mountains.
As the sun sets in the west, thousands of rays of light shine through the gaps between the rolling mountains. The young man's body seems to be covered with a golden coat, making him look particularly sacred.
Soon, the young water carrier came to the back of the mountains.
Behind the mountains, the main peak of the Imperial Mausoleum Mountains rises from the ground, like a huge sword thrust into the sky, towering into the clouds.
At the foot of the main peak, there is a village shrouded in thick fog. This village is really strange. It is hidden behind the Diling Mountains and can be said to be completely isolated from the world.
Living in such a place can be said to be completely incompatible with the outside world. Even if you want to go out, you have to walk on a mountain road for half a month.
This situation is extremely strange in modern times. The country has completed the poverty alleviation plan as early as 200 years ago. It stands to reason that all mountain people living in this environment will receive corresponding support plans and basically spend money to build new houses for them.
Let them move out of the mountains and live outside.
Unless the mountain residents firmly disagree to move out, they will definitely be properly resettled by the state.
The young water carrier slowed down significantly after approaching the village at the foot of the main peak, with a hint of timidity on his face.
With his body through the layers of thick fog, he finally mustered up the courage to continue walking forward.
Arriving at the entrance of the village, the young man looked around to make sure there was no one there and then suddenly quickened his pace.
At this moment, a leather whip covered with tiny barbs suddenly came from the side and hit the water-carrying young man hard on the back.
"Snapped!"
The clothes on his back were torn by the whip, and there was a bloody gash on his back.
His body was trembling slightly because of the pain, but the young man who carried the water gritted his teeth and said nothing, and held the bucket tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid that the water inside would spill out.
"Heihu, do you know what time it is now!"
The man who spoke was tall, broad-shouldered and round-waisted, with a gangly air about him. He held the black leather whip he had just whipped in his hand. His eyes widened as he spoke, and he looked fierce.
"Steward, I encountered a wild boar on the way to fetch water, which delayed my time!" Although he was angry in his heart, Black Tiger looked frightened on his face.
"Are you complaining about this whip?" Although Heihu gave his reasons, the manager was still arrogant and did not feel at all that he had done anything wrong.
"If you make a mistake, you should be punished. Thank you steward for teaching me!" Heihu said quickly.
After hearing this, the man in charge nodded with satisfaction, and pointed towards the village with the hand holding the whip, indicating that he could go in.
Heihu quickly said thanks and walked in quickly.
Although this village is hidden among the mountains, it is quite large, with a population of more than 3,000.
And Heihu is not an aborigine of this village. He originally lived in a bustling metropolis and has only lived here for three years.
It all started three years ago. At that time, Black Tiger was attracted by many legends about the imperial mausoleum and came to explore and play.
At that time, Black Tiger was young and frivolous, and he boldly walked deep into the mountains. As a result, he accidentally fell into a ravine. At that time, Black Tiger tried several methods to save himself, but the ravine was very deep and it was impossible to escape.
Heihu had no choice but to call the outside world for help. However, because he was deep in the mountains, rescue forces could not arrive at all.
(Note: In 2319, the signal has global coverage, and WIFI also has global coverage, so calls can be made in the mountains)
During the agonizing wait, what Heihu waited for was not a search and rescue personnel, but a disciple of the Black Prison Sect, and brought him to the Black Prison Village to work as a handyman.
In the past, Hei Hu believed in science, and even more so in atheism. Hei Hu dismissed the so-called ideas of cultivating oneself to become an immortal. However, when he arrived here, Hei Hu discovered that there really were cultivators.
These cultivators are also completely different from ordinary people. Although they cannot fly in the clouds and mist, they can fly with weapons, their bodies are like iron, and they are invulnerable to water and fire.
However, the fantasy cultivation has nothing to do with Black Tiger, and the Black Prison Sect's cultivation techniques will not be taught to their handymen at all.
Their existence is like slaves, carrying water, cooking, taking care of spiritual fields, raising spiritual insects, etc. In short, they do all the chores and hard work. If they don't do well, they will be beaten severely.
The lives of slaves like them are not life at all here, but grass.
In the past three years, Black Tiger has seen many slaves die of severe beatings because of mistakes, or even no mistakes at all, just because the chief disciple of the Black Prison was in a bad mood.
If you want to survive here, you can only correct your identity, live humblely and live cautiously.
It's not that Heihu hasn't thought about escaping in the past three years, but he simply can't escape.
This is a place where people are not treated as human beings. Resistance is the only way to death. When Black Tiger was first captured in this black prison village, Heihu also thought about escaping. However, this area is surrounded by mountains, so it is very difficult to escape.
, and the Black Prison Seal has been entered into his body, and as long as he runs out of a certain range, he will be sensed by the Black Prison Sect disciples.
The consequences of being captured would undoubtedly be tragic. After experiencing it twice, Black Tiger had completely given up the idea of escaping.
Thinking about his worries, Heihu carried the bucket to the No. 4 spiritual field in the village that he was looking after. He poured all the water in the bucket into the spiritual field, then put down the bucket and walked into the wooden house next to the spiritual field.
After closing the door, Heihu took out a handful of herbs from under the bed, crushed it and carefully covered the wound on his back.
The originally burning wound was suddenly covered by a cool feeling.
Living here, you must need something to protect yourself, and this herb is one of them.
However, this herb is not a spiritual herb, because the disciples of the Black Prison Sect will not use that kind of good thing on their handymen. Even if the disciples of the Black Prison Sect want to obtain the herb, it is extremely difficult. There are several spiritual fields in the village.
The spiritual herbs grown are basically owned by the elders within the Black Prison Sect.
When the burning sensation on the wound completely subsided, Black Tiger took out the herbs with blood and threw them into the wooden box under the bed.
Then he took out a book "Iron Clothes" from the wooden box.
After flipping through a few pages, Heihu threw the book into the wooden box with a complicated expression.
In fact, this book is not a cultivation method at all, it can only be regarded as an external skill. Every servant of the Black Prison Sect has a copy.
With the style of the Black Prison Sect, it is natural that they would not be so kind to let them practice the skills. The reason for letting them practice this external skill is just to hope that they can work better and be more able to withstand the torture.
Black Tiger has been practicing this skill frequently for three years, but the progress has been extremely poor. In addition to getting stronger physically, the progress of the training is as slow as a tortoise. In three years, he is still on the first level.
Sighing, Heihu climbed into bed, feeling that he could only sleep on his stomach today.
At this moment, the ground shook, and a loud voice came from the outside:
"All the handyman disciples, gather in front of the sect!"
Black Tiger, who had just climbed onto the bed, jumped up quickly, quickly put on his cloth shoes, broke out of the door, and ran towards the direction of the main peak.
Along the way, wooden houses were pushed away one after another, and the handymen also ran towards the main peak like Black Tiger.
When the Black Prison Sect summons servants, it's usually not a good thing, but they have to run fast, because the last five servants to arrive will be severely beaten, and their skin will be bruised. It's a trivial matter, and their lives may even be in danger, so they have to hurry.
Soon, a large group of servant disciples gathered in front of the Black Prison Sect at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing that the servants had arrived, the old man in black robes with white beard and hair stood up from his seat and stood on the steps in front of the mountain gate, overlooking the servant disciples in ragged clothes.
"I want to announce something here today. Next, I will distribute an item to each of you. This item is called a virtual helmet. Its function is..."
As he spoke, the black-robed elder took out a set of virtual helmet equipment from the box on the side, and then began to explain endlessly.
"And your role is to earn soul coins in it and then hand them in. The amount of soul coins handed in every day will be counted by special disciples. If you fail to meet the requirements, you know what the consequences will be. However, you have exceeded the limit.
There will naturally be rewards for tasks, which can reduce the amount of daily work..."
Looking at the virtual helmet in the hands of the black-robed elder, Black Tiger looked as stunned as all the handymen.
How could Heihu not understand this thing? The virtual helmet was a tool he often used before he came here.
What surprised Black Tiger was why the elders of the Black Prison Sect would bring this thing in. After all, virtual helmets are considered entertainment items, and the Black Prison Sect, a demon sect, would not be so kind.
As if he was afraid that the servants would not understand, the elder in black robe explained it several times, and this time Heihu also understood it.
Collect soul coins in the game and then turn them in?
Although he understood, Hei Hu was still a little confused and couldn't understand what the Black Prison Sect, who was dedicated to practicing, wanted the currency in the game.
"Okay, each of you can take one piece and scatter. From now on, you will continue to work as usual in the morning, and in the evening you will all enter the game to earn soul coins. Remember, the amount of soul coins you earn determines the amount of work you have to do the next day!"
As he spoke, the black-robed elder glared, his robes fluttered, and he looked intimidating.
After all the servants dispersed, the disciple standing next to the black-robed elder could not help but ask:
"Master, why do you need to purchase these equipment from outside for the use of these handymen?"
The black-robed elder shook his head after hearing this:
"I'm not very sure. This is the order from the leader. According to him, this game has great mysteries and great opportunities, and soul coins are the hard currency in this game and are indispensable, so
The leader needs these three thousand handymen to continuously create soul coins for him!"
"Game?" The disciple obviously still didn't understand the relationship between the mystery and chance in the game and reality.
"Don't guess, the leader naturally has his intention in doing this. The leader has been running around in the past few months just for these virtual machines. It took a lot of effort to bring these devices back. For this reason, the leader also
I purchased a solar charging device and placed it on the top of the mountain!" As he spoke, the black-robed elder pointed to the main peak behind him.
"By the way, you should also take one back and check it out in the game. Maybe you can also get the opportunity that the leader mentioned!"
