As the dome just shines, the annoying "bang" sound of knocking on the iron bucket is endless.

Another new day has begun.

As they were used to, miners of all races from Zelandia were preparing to go to the Remlu Fish Stand to exchange for a few dried salted fish to reward their evil stomachs. But suddenly, they saw that the Remlu Fish Stand was surrounded by people. A dwarf with a blushing face and a thick neck was knocking on the hammer and protesting in anger:

"Top Griean! Don't think I don't know, you gnomes with a slight heart that must have coerced our fishman boss! We have bought dried fish here for three years! We have ore! Why don't you let me sell it!"

Levi, who was chewing the crispy grilled dried fish, rolled his eyes and winked at the zombie leader Hotz, who was also eating with oil.

Hoz also stood up again helplessly, "Aooo, you stinky dwarfs with ore in their heads, I explained to you how many times early in the morning. This fish stall was run by our boss. Now the fishing ground is bankrupt, we will not sell it anymore. Don't gather here. We have to rush to start work after we finish eating."

The dwarf pointed speechlessly at the werewolf who was grilling dried salted fish with a bundle of people's hands, "Who are you lying to Grien's hammer? The fishing ground went bankrupt and you can still eat so well! And the mining area on the west side collapsed and blocked decades ago. You can drive a hammer."

This time, even Hotz was too lazy to pay attention to him. The owner asked them to eat as soon as possible. He must clean the first channel before the fluorescent moss is extinguished today, and choose a new location for the owner's new nest and prepare to lay it.

Seeing that no one was birding him, the dwarf cursed and cursed a few more words in the dwarf dialect that Long couldn't understand, and then headed towards the Gold Miners Brotherhood, obviously going to report the matter to Lao Tiger.

'It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. This is a truth that is unbreakable in any world. Zelandia's refugees who have eaten cheap dried fish are already used to eating the hard black bread like bricks. How could they be willing to eat the hard black bread like bricks after they have left their hands?

But as time goes by, the crowds in front of the fish stalls not only did not decrease, but instead gathered more and more. They were afraid of the force of the wolves and did not act rashly, and could only watch the dried fish they were gnawing and swallowing their saliva.

At this moment, on the market road, a thin figure squeezed in from the crowd with another smaller one, but when he saw the situation in front of him, he was suddenly at a loss.

Li Wei, who was chewing his legs and gnawing his claws at him, "Boy, come here."

The boy pulled the little guy to the fish stall and said softly: "I'm here to get the mine pickaxe."

The small figure behind him was like those refugees, secretly looking at the dried fish in the zombie's hands, then quickly lowered his head and grabbed the boy's cloak tightly.

Levi pulled out three skewers of grilled fish from Hotz's hand and stuffed them into his hand. He patted his thin shoulders, "Don't worry, eat something first, and work will be done after you are full. Don't be embarrassed, this is what I promised to you enrollers yesterday."

The boy Zheer looked at the dried fish that was still steaming in his hand, and then looked at the girl who was silent but had desire in his eyes. He then carefully rolled the dried fish into his cloak, bowed deeply to Li Wei, and then pulled the girl into the crowded fish stall to find a corner. The two of them shared precious food together.

Beside them were the humans, halflings and mixed-race goblins who were also assigned three free dried fish, and they were only at this moment that they had some comfort from the benefits they had. However, when they thought of the new mineral layer about to be opened, the dried fish in their hands suddenly became less fragrant.

That's going to die

They had heard that the group of gray dwarves could have implemented the same approach in their early years, but they found that the mineral layer on the west was not only steeper, but obviously led to a deeper dark area. Not long after the excavation was made, they crashed into a Cavens rat's nest!

In order not to be flooded by the torrent Cavens rats, they used hundreds of pounds of goblin engineering explosives collected from Gerthorne City to directly collapse the entire western mine cave, and then escaped the disaster.

Further away, there were the three orc brothers who were waiting silently with a mine pickaxe. Maybe they just came to the palace yesterday, so they were so desolate. The two straightforward orcs next to them didn't know how to comfort their brothers. They couldn't cut them all by themselves.

Seeing that the two Zoer children had allocated food, someone finally couldn't help but plead, "Sir, you guys are so kind to sell our food. I can exchange two hundred pounds of iron ore for one."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Wei's wave. He saw him pick up the innocent fishman-shaped Pipim next to him and said unhappy:

"There is nothing left. Let me tell you the truth. The bankruptcy of the fishing ground is true. Thanks to this spoiler, what you see in front of you is our last inventory. After eating this meal, we have no food."

"Ah?" The crowd couldn't help but feel uproar.

For some reason, no one believed Hotz's previous explanations, but Li Wei, the main person, immediately believed it.

"Then you?" The man who asked could not help but retreat. If these were the zombies with a large number of people had no food, wouldn't they be in danger? Could it be that Zelandia would have another turmoil after decades?

"So we have to start construction quickly and find another way out! Alas, it's hard to be a boss! There are hundreds of mouths below that are not satisfied with asking for help."

Li Wei complained a few times with deep grudges, then stood up and said to Hotz on the side: "Get the rectification work done and prepare to start construction."

"Yes, main boss!" Hotz responded, turned his head and roared, "The Red Tooth Tribe obeys the order and prepares for battle! Aww~"

"Ao cough cough cough cough cough ~" The jackals swallowed the remaining food after hearing the news, and were stuck in the fish bones, but they immediately rectified the military formation.

This also made Li Wei nodded secretly. The army qualities of this werewolf tribe are really good, and at the same time, they despise a fool in Gewei's heart again.

Not long after, Li Wei and the mighty zombie troops also came to the deserted West Mine in Zelandia under the attention of everyone.

Looking at the pile of huge rocks blocked at the entrance of the cave, the jackals looked at each other silently. Even Hoz thought that if he had moved the stones for a day today, no one would be willing to sign up.

The refugees who were watching behind them were also guessing what they were going to do, and were also worried about what these gnolls would do after they were exhausted.

Li Wei, who was at the front of the crowd, didn't think so much, but felt a little trouble. He hesitated for a while and stopped hesitating. Then he saw him lift his right paw to kiss to cover up, as if he was singing something.

The next moment, the dazzling fire light couldn't help but overflow from the gap between the teeth!

Gold Miners Brotherhood Registration Office.

Perhaps because of Li Wei and the others' movements, at least 30% of the people who came to the mine today were less than that. It was not that they were planning to engage in a random exploration of new mining areas with Li Wei, but because of the arrival of Li Wei's group of werewolves and suppressed the gray dwarves here on the first day to make them concessions, which made them pay attention to the situation and take a timely stand to protect their safety and interests.

"President! The group of wolf cubs went to the West Mining Area in a cluster! Don't we send someone to stop it? What if they pried open the mine and rushed out by Cavens Rat?"

When Tiger heard this, he took a sip of homemade tobacco leaves without any haste and spit out clouds and said, "What's the hurry? They only have two or three hundred people at the same time, and they have reopened the West Mining Area. There are so many stones, so I'll just move them honestly for ten or half a month. But have their food reserves lasted for three days? In the end, I still have to sit down and talk."

As soon as he said this, a dazzling fire burst out from the west of the sky, like the rising sun.

"boom!"

Immediately, there was a deafening roar, and the ground was trembling like a small earthquake, and the crowd screamed in panic.

"Ahem!" Tiger was choked by the thick smoke that was too much sucked. "Fire element fluctuations? How is it possible!!"

"Power-shaping spell? Can they zombies still give birth to mages?" The gray dwarf beside him almost glared.

"Mahawk, you a hammer! This is the Death Demon Net area! Damn it! He is actually a gnoll warlock! The power of this fireball is almost as powerful as the Five Ring Arcane!" Tiger roared in anger.

"Top Grian's hammer, what should we do now? President?"

"Go and ring the bell! Be on the verge of war!!!"

Tiger roared with his hammer while jumping off the iron felt:

"Also! Go to the upper city area for me! Find the damn long ears and ask for goblin engineering explosives! Just say we want to blow up the West Mine again, otherwise they will have big trouble too!
Chapter completed!