I Became a Progenitor Vampire Chapter 126: Cyclops
Jones was originally an orphan. He just turned 12 years old this year. He is unfortunate as a border-born civilian because his parents were killed by the orcs shortly after he was born, and he survived with the help of his neighbors.
Fortunately, when he was 6 years old, Jones was accepted as a disciple by a prospector passing by the village.
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The orc came back when he just became the prospector apprentice.
Jones saw the scene where the **** orcs killed his teacher, and fear made him unable to boost his strength.
If it weren't for the last Uncle Sam next door and ran away holding him, maybe he would be an undead under the sword of the orc like the teacher.
However, the Goddess of Doom will not pay attention to him forever. When he was at a loss and followed his neighbors to flee to the legendary Green City, the Holy Light Clan came.
He was taken to the City of Dawn.
From the mouth of the elders, Jones can often hear the old man telling the horror of vampires. He was originally terrified.
But after living in the City of Dawn for a while, Jones discovered that this was not what he thought it was.
Instead, he found a long-lost sense of security here.
After a long period of time, even the holy light blood races opposite him who wore a pair of fierce bat wings at work and looked like demons were not afraid.
The adults of the holy light blood clan will always chat with him with a smile, and will never be like the noble baron in the village.
Jones lived here very happily, until one day, the great Lord Cachar ordered the search for prospectors who could explore mineral veins. This news changed his mind.
Jones knows Chinese characters, which was taught to him by his teacher. The teacher said that as a prospector, he must be knowledgeable.
Although he doesn't understand what this sentence means, he still studies very hard.
When he saw the above announcement on the bulletin board on the square, Jones secretly reported to the adult of the security team that he was an apprentice prospector, hiding from the uncle Sam who led him to flee.
What excited him was that his career as an apprentice prospector was recognized by the kinsmen, and Jones was very happy.
Although he was very worried after he told the news to Uncle Sam, Jones didn't feel that he shouldn't do it.
If it weren't for Lord Kachar, maybe they would starve to death on the road.
This city can let him eat, live in an airtight house, and no one will bully him. He likes it very much, and he wants to contribute his own strength to this city.
Like the Lord Kachar said, the city of dawn is the city of dawn for every inhabitant, and we should give our own efforts to make the city of dawn better.
City Lord Kachar is really a great person.
To make Jones even happier, after he reported his profession to the kinsman, he was called into the subordinate department of the city hall, the construction department.
Goddess is on, every department of the city hall is the most sought-after city of Dawn. As long as they can work in, I don’t know how many people will break their heads for this.
Uncle Sam, who lives with him at least, almost every time he sees the security team, he will envy and say that if someone can help him enter the security team, he will give all of his silver to that person.
It's incredible that Uncle Sam, a miser, can say such things.
Jones is very happy that he can be a member of the city hall subordinate department, especially that he can receive 12 Silver Puke's salary every month, which makes him even more excited.
He swears that he has never seen so many Yinpuker.
After he told the news to Uncle Sam, Jones could find the envy in his eyes.
It's a pity that Uncle Sam can't enter the city hall, even if he intercedes with the kinsman, it's useless.
But what gave him hope was that the leader of the blood family promised him that as long as he can find the mineral vein, he will arrange Uncle Sam to the logistics team.
Jones was very happy for this, but he didn't rush to tell Uncle Sam that he wanted to share the good news with each other after he found the vein.
Jones is very confident about this. He believes that he can find mineral veins. Just like the teacher said, he is a genius and a genius in prospecting.
The winter moon is very cold, the snow is flying all over the sky, and the wind is blowing the snow on the face like a knife, cutting the skin painfully.
It is undoubtedly a very hard thing to go out to explore mineral veins in such an environment.
Jones is protected by two kinsmen, and there are two blacksmith uncles with him.
Together they rode the giant bat that took him into the city of dawn, flying in the mountains.
Jones really likes the feeling of sitting behind the bat, and the refreshing sensation brought by this flying makes him very happy.
And because of the holy light blood in front of him-Lord Henner will use a magic called Mage Shield to isolate the wind and snow.
He didn't feel much cold.
"Master Henner, the colors of those mountains are a bit wrong, maybe we can go down and take a look"
Jones suddenly lit up under the unpleasant bat flight.
This place is the twentieth mountain they explored today. This is a huge basin, and tall trees cover the sky in the valley, but now he has found a different place.
Jones pointed to the uncovered rock below with excitement on his face, which was the rock in front of this weird gray forest.
Teacher told him that the color of the ore is very different from that of ordinary rocks. As long as you make a careful distinction, you can find the difference. The color of the rock below is not the color of ordinary rocks.
Jones felt his heart beating faster, and he felt that he might have gained something this time.
"Okay, let's go down and have a look"
Henner looked at Jones and nodded. Although he failed countless times in the past month, he would never shirk every time he found useful information.
The ancestor's crown specially told him that the minerals are extremely important to the blood race, even if there is a chance, he can't let it go.
Used magic to transmit a sound to the blood clan on another bat, and the two magic word bats slowly landed on the ground after several circling.
Because of the heavy snow in winter, the sun did not come out, so although Hunter's state was slid more severely than at night, he could still hold on.
And there are 5 bottles of magic blood in his pocket, which allows him to maintain a good state during the day.
At this time, the sky just became smaller with snow, and Jones was helped by Henner, and his small body got down from the huge magic word bat.
A group of people went down to the ground to find that the short trees that they saw in the sky were so tall, huge trees with a height of fifteen blades, full of tenacity like stone pillars.
And a thick layer of ice has been formed on the gray bark.
Jones suddenly seemed to have seen something, and trot toward the bare rock with excitement on his face.
The height of only 12 years old looks a little short, and the figure is even thinner in a thick and wide gray cotton coat, walking on the not shallow snowdrift, one step at a time.
Jones ran to the rock with a face full of excitement~IndoMTL.com~ picked up one of them, and after careful identification, turned around excitedly and waved at several people.
"Master Henna, Master Henna, I found it, this is iron ore, this is iron ore!!!"
But what surprised Jones was that Henner, another kinsman, and two old blacksmiths looked behind him with horror at this time, as if they had seen some terrifying demon.
Jones turned his head slightly, and there was a scene in front of him that made his legs soft,
A six-bladed humanoid creature is standing behind him.
On the huge, hairless head, there is only one eye, which is bigger than a millstone, and the gray pupils exude cold eyes.
The nostrils turned out to the sky, because of the cold, a thick mist sprayed from the inside. The slightly opened mouth showed sharp and sharp teeth, and the soldier's shield might not be able to stop the bite.
This humanoid creature has gray skin all over with deep folds, like an old tree growing over a long period of time, showing tenacity.
Strong limbs, high bulging muscles make this humanoid creature full of power, holding a five-edged wooden stick in the right hand, and densely packed sharp stones inserted in the head of the stick, full of primitive Breath.
Jones swallowed, stammering to highlight the name of a legendary creature.
"Single, Cyclops!!!"