During the following chat time, Tang Zhen inquired in detail about the information about those powerful worlds, gradually made a plan in his mind, and then returned to Holy Dragon City.
He has no intention of leaving before completing the building city tempering. After all, there are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.
After returning to Loucheng, Tang Zhen checked the progress of the war in the world of the zombie clan and found that the monks in Loucheng had already reached the area controlled by the Lingnao Corpse King, and they were making great progress along the way.
Including the Bone-Eroding Corpse King, four of the eight corpse kings in the world of the corpse clan have been captured by Holy Dragon City, and their corpse clan monks have fled.
If this situation continues, it is estimated that it will not take long to reach the crypt mentioned by the Bone Erosion Corpse King, and then obtain the origin of the corpse clan world.
For today's Holy Dragon City, the strength of the zombie clan world can only be regarded as average, and it is only a matter of time before the final victory is achieved.
There is just one thing that makes Tang Zhen puzzled, that is, from the beginning of the invasion to the present, the Lingnao Corpse King has never appeared, and he doesn't know where he is hiding?
Tang Zhen was always wary of this guy who once invaded the Loucheng world. He was able to find a new way to enter the Loucheng world, not to mention the other party's abilities.
But what Tang Zhen is most worried about is that he will give up everything he has and try his best to sneak into the Loucheng world. If Tang Zhen wants to search again, it will be like finding a needle in a haystack.
For a monk who is obsessed with research, it is easy to do this, not to mention that the original goal of the Lingnao Corpse King was to escape from the world of the corpse clan. Now that Holy Dragon City has launched an invasion, it just provides a god-given opportunity.
If the Lingnao Corpse King didn't take advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble, even if he beat Tang Zhen to death, he wouldn't believe it.
Thinking of this, Tang Zhen issued an order to once again strengthen the defense strength at the plane passage to prevent the Soul Brain Corpse King from getting through and breaking into the world of the building city.
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At the entrance to the corpse clan world, the huge building city still stands proudly. All kinds of defensive weapons are activated, completely blocking the plane passage. Anyone who passes here without permission will be attacked by powerful firepower.
As the war continued, monks and cars from Loucheng would pass by every day, transporting harvested materials back to Shenglong City.
There is a huge mine about twenty kilometers away from here. It contains a very rare metal. It was mined immediately after it was discovered by Shenglong City.
In addition to various vehicles and machinery in the mine, there are also a large number of zombie prisoners of war, who are engaged in heavy mining work all day long.
Although they are busy from morning to night every day, these zombie prisoners of war do not have many complaints, and few of them even scan the map to escape from here.
The reason is simply that you can get food full of vitality here. At the same time, because it is close to the plane passage, the dead energy in this area has been gradually driven away, and the natural environment has undergone earth-shaking changes.
The captives of the corpse race who were harmed by the death energy naturally benefited a lot from living in such an environment all day long. Unknowingly, their appearance became more and more normal.
It can be said that the heavy work not only did not make the corpse tribe prisoners feel tired, but instead became more energetic, and the pain they had endured from morning to night gradually disappeared.
With these coveted benefits, the Zombie Tribe prisoners of war will never escape easily unless they have mental problems.
In the huge mine, the prisoners of war smashed the boulders into pieces the size of human heads, then loaded them onto trucks and pushed them onto a gravel crusher in the distance, and poured them into the rocks from a high position.
Amidst the roaring sound of the machines, these ores were quickly crushed, and then transported through the conveyor belt, allowing the prisoners of war to screen the required ores.
After the high-grade ore is selected, the prisoners of war will transport it to the area responsible for smelting. After a series of operations, pots of hot metal solution can be obtained.
The rough metal made from the solution will be transported to Holy Dragon City, and then undergo further processing, eventually becoming the special metal needed by Holy Dragon City.
The whole process sounds simple, but if you want to ensure sufficient output, you must have enough manpower involved.
Invading and plundering a world's resources is not as simple as it seems. It requires the planning and cooperation of all aspects in order to obtain the most resources in the shortest time.
This process naturally requires a large number of manpower, so each building city will try its best to drive the natives to serve. After all, their purpose is only to plunder resources, not simply to kill.
In the busy mine, a sharp bell suddenly rang. The corpse tribe prisoners who were immersed in their work raised their heads, began to put down their work, and gathered towards a nearby open place.
Under the supervision of the heavily armed Holy Dragon City monks, these corpse clan prisoners behaved very honestly, sitting in the open space in a neat manner, waiting for their meal.
Not long after, a group of Corpse Tribe prisoners came over carrying large buckets filled with white rice and rich vegetable soup. The alluring aroma of the food made the Corpse Tribe prisoners salivate.
For them, these ordinary foods are comparable to natural treasures with magical effects. No matter how much they eat, they can't get enough.
"Everyone lines up, there is no need to fight. If that guy dares to cause trouble, I will break his legs!"
Those responsible for distributing food are also some zombie tribe prisoners. Because of their excellent performance, they were assigned this lucrative job. Compared with those prisoners who were given limited food supplies, they could naturally keep more food to fill their stomachs.
The prisoners who had been waiting for a long time immediately lined up in a long queue, filled wooden plates with rice and soup, sat on the ground and began to wolf down the food.
Among the crowd, two corpse tribe captives were sitting together. One was nearly three meters tall and had a fierce look on his face. The other prisoner had an old face and wounds that had not yet healed. He was rescued by the strong captive when he was bullied.
, so the two have always been together.
The strong prisoner: "This food tastes really good, but the food is too little, so I can't get enough!"
When the old prisoner named Lao Wu heard this, he shook his head and said, "It's good if I give you something to eat. How can there be so much nonsense!"
The strong prisoner finished his meal in several mouthfuls and sighed: "I hope this war lasts longer and eats more prison food, so that I can get rid of all the death energy in my body!"
Old Wu shook his head and whispered: "Actually, you should be more worried about what Holy Dragon City will do with us after the war is over. Should we kill them all?"
When the surrounding corpse tribe prisoners heard this, a look of confusion flashed in their eyes. It was obvious that they were also very concerned about this issue and were always on tenterhooks.
During this period, there were naturally prisoners trying to escape. However, a dragnet had already been set up around the entire mine, and the zombie captives were wearing special shackles. Trying to escape was nothing more than a dream.
Those who did not listen to the dissuasion all died on the way to escape. More and more dried corpses were hung around the mine, finally scaring off the prisoners who tried to escape.
If you stay here honestly, you may be able to live for a while longer, but if you overestimate your capabilities and want to escape, you are really not far from death!
The meal time was not long, and the rest was only about twenty minutes. Then these zombie prisoners of war began to repeat the previous work until the sun went down.
Standing up with numb expressions on their faces, the zombie captives repeated their previous work, and the mine became noisy again.
No one noticed that when the corpse tribe prisoner named Lao Wu stood up, he secretly looked at the building in the distance and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.