Apocalyptic Dark Age

Seeing that Gao Feng was not happy, Yun sighed and said:

"Although I'm not a civilian, and I don't know how to build a dungeon, I know that without resources, you can't do anything. With just these people, do you expect them to use pickaxes to dig out a dungeon?"

Gao Feng wanted to refute, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't. Yun You was right. Without resources, he couldn't build an underground city. He couldn't even build a D-level underground settlement.

Suddenly, a person flashed in Gao Feng's mind, Fan Meiren.

Fan Meiren is a middle- and lower-level official in the underground city. Although he belongs to the underground system, if he joins this line, he may not be able to get what he wants.

What he values ​​most is the corruption of the dungeon system. In other words, as long as he gives benefits to the dungeon and conceals his identity, is it not trivial to get some equipment?

"What if I build a dungeon as a pioneer?"

Gao Feng changed his mind. What the underground city lacked was living space. If he provided living space and built it in the name of a city affiliated with the underground city, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble?

"Don't ask me, I'm just a miner, you can do whatever you like..."

Yun felt that the more he talked about it, the more confused he became. He didn't understand many things and simply ignored them.

Gao Feng shrugged his shoulders and didn't care about Yun's annoyance, but he was sure of his next plan.

The reason why Fang Shiyu followed Gao Feng was not that he had a keen eye and saw that Gao Feng was not an ordinary person, but just to repay Gao Feng for naming him.

In the battle following Feng Feng, he saw Feng Feng's decisiveness and determination, and tasted the sweetness of victory after the hard battle. Among the armed mining bullies, he was the one who supported Feng Feng the most. In his heart, being able to have a powerful woman like Ou Ya, It is extraordinary in itself.

Therefore, after Gao Feng issued the voluntary conscription order, Fang Shiyu was the first to sign up. After him, thirty-one mining tyrants signed up one after another, forming a thirty-two-man combat team.

What is incomprehensible is that they have to accept the leadership of Xian Zhao, a rustic. For a group of soldiers who can only use blades, almost all the mining tyrants look down on them. Similarly, Xian Zhao also looks down on these mining tyrants.

The elite warriors and the mine tyrants stood opposite each other, looking at each other with great care, while Xian Zhao walked back and forth among them with his hands behind his back.

The elite warriors kept their swords close to their bodies. They all straightened their backs and stared ahead. Their muscles were tense, like cheetahs ready to attack.

The mining tyrants carried rifles on their backs and fought in a loose row, but they were scattered high and low like a staff, without the slightest appearance.

Xian Zhao walked back and forth three or four times with a frown on his face, then stopped suddenly, turned around and stared at the loose mining bullies.

"Listen up, you bunch of rubbish..." A loud shout caused an uproar among the mining tyrants and made Fang Shiyu burst into flames of anger.

Xian Zhao ignored the innocuous look at the mining tyrant, raised his head at a 45-degree angle, pointed his arrogant chin at the angry tyrant, and continued:

"I think the great elder is causing trouble for me by asking you to join my team. Big trouble..."

The team was in the corner of the advancing base, far away from the noisy crowd. There were still vague sounds coming, but in the middle of the team, an extremely suppressed anger was permeating the mine tyrants. After Xian Zhao said these words, the people on the opposite side The twenty elite warriors laughed sarcastically in unison and looked at them with contempt, obviously agreeing with Xian Zhao's concept.

"Who are you? How dare you say anything about us?"

Compared with the noise of the crowd, the corner seemed low and depressing, but the depressing atmosphere could not stop Fang Shiyu's anger. He finally couldn't help but speak out.

The moment he spoke, Xian Zhao appeared in front of him like a ghost, and their eyes met, making Fang Shiyu's heart suddenly lift. The speed was too fast, and it was hard to see how Xian Zhao got in front of him.

"Can you say that again?"

Xian Zhao gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words from between his teeth, his eyes nearly bulging out of his sockets. The murderous aura in his body seemed to permeate the two of them in a substantial way, making Fang Shiyu feel chilled in his heart.

But Fang Shiyu is also a warrior who has experienced war. Even in the most desperate times, he never retreated. He has experienced bullets and bullets. He is afraid of this non-substantial threat?

"you are a……."

Before he could finish a sentence, he was grabbed by the collar. The world turned upside down, and he fell heavily to the ground with a muffled groan. The pain in his back spread to his chest. The suffocating pain made Fang Shiyu unable to breathe. He was so suffocated. His face turned red.

"Why don't I need you to teach me..., bastard..."

Xian Zhao turned his head and spat vulgarly. The other mine tyrants saw Fang Shiyu's miserable state and were filled with grief. One of them shouted loudly:

"I quit. I can't bear your misfortune..."

As he spoke, he was about to leave. The moment he turned around, a steel-hard hand grasped his throat and lifted him up, making his suffocated cheeks red as blood. His hands couldn't help but grab the big hand and feet that stuck on his neck. He wanted to kick him, but he hit an empty space.

Xian Zhao held up the unlucky guy with one hand, stretching it straight to the right, like a kitten that had just turned one month old. The strength of his arm made the mining tyrants tremble in surprise.

Xian Zhao sneered at the corner of his mouth, and a pair of ferocious eyes glanced back and forth at the ugly-faced mine bully. In terms of strength, he was not much worse than Jialuozhong. He felt very happy to intimidate others with his powerful strength.

"Who else wants to talk?"

The guy in Xian Zhao's hand was about to kick his legs, and his indifferent expression finally aroused the anger of all the mining tyrants.

“Did him….”

With a roar, the mine tyrants rushed towards Xian Zhao one after another. They actually wanted to fight one in thirty. The angry mine tyrants rushed towards Xian Zhao. At the same time, they were wary of the elite warriors who were standing with their hands behind their backs. However, they did not expect that the elite warriors would He was indifferent, but showed a gloating expression, seeming to welcome them to besiege Xian Zhao.

The mining tyrants are commonly known as thugs in the mining area. In order to compete for mineral resources, they will fight with other mining areas from time to time. After several years of fighting, everyone has become extremely proficient. The person closest to him knows that he is not as strong as Xian Zhao, so he does not swing his fist. He lowered his hands and hugged Xian Zhao while holding his breath and preparing for Xian Zhao's elbow. As long as he survived the first blow, others would cooperate with him to beat Xian Zhao.

Seeing that Xian Zhao was about to be hugged, there was a gust of wind, and Xian Zhao suddenly disappeared in front of him. The force of his forward movement made him take two more steps, hugging his companion who was also bowing his head and preparing to hug him. Without waiting for him to let go, A huge hidden weapon hit the two of them, but it was Kuang Ba who was almost strangled to death before.

The three people fell to the ground and rolled over at the same time. During the roll, they tripped two tyrants who were rushing towards them. Several people overlapped each other, roaring and trying to get up, and attacked Xian Zhao again, but who knows how many times? The roar turned into screams, and several strong companions slammed into the middle of them, knocking them down again.

Not just once, three or four waves of companions fell on them in succession, pressing them to the bottom. The weight of more than ten people made the first person roar, open their mouths and gasp hard, and they were almost crushed to death.

The stacked mining tyrants finally managed to free themselves from the tangle, struggled out dizzy, and then the world turned upside down again. They rolled and hit the ground like Fang Shiyu, letting out a scream and gasping in pain.

Fang Shiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to get up, but was shocked to see that dozens of brothers were all taken care of by one person. Xian Zhao relied on his flexible speed to dodge the counterattack of the mining tyrant, then grabbed his opponent and threw him lightly. Lightweight, calm, and using the most violent behavior to declare his power.

This simplest method dealt a serious blow to the mine tyrants. They were not good at comparing speed, strength, and numbers. They were all beaten down in less than three minutes.