In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 978: Battle for the Tower (12)
"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"
, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman
At night, when he returned to the dormitory, before Batman could speak, Liujiao started chattering, and his tone contained an unprecedented excitement.
"Did you see that? That big guy got whipped! It was a pain, I say, he must have been taken to the mines east, to carry lava rocks, and that wasn't a good job, tired If you want to die, you have to face the cruelest supervisor, and those who don’t work well will be taken there!”
Liujiao kept panting, and even his voice became a little rougher. He said: "I can't believe it. When I said those words, my feet kept shaking. I didn't dare Look into the eyes of the supervisor, my God, how can you humans come up with such a sinister scheme?!"
"It's really expected by you, those little devils must have spoken for me, because they have had enough of that big fool, and Ophie hates him more than I do, because when he smashed ore before, he killed his Two children, although Ao Fei has more than twenty children, those two children are the strongest and the most lovable..."
Liujiao all murmured a lot about their past, how Ao Fei was born, how the two children grew up, and how they were crushed to death. Batman's words were all recorded and became one of the intelligence.
"You seem happy?" Batman asked.
"I...I'm a little...but I don't know what's going on. This afternoon, I feel very excited. I even work harder than usual. Put up with that fool!"
Afterwards, Liujiao became a little gnashed again, and said: "Those damned lava demons should all roll into the magma. They always bully us by relying on their physical strength. If it wasn't for this trouble Too much movement, too many people who speak for me, the supervisor will definitely punish me!"
But then he sighed and said: "However, this trick can only be used this time, and the ore is in urgent need recently. I heard that the front line is about to fight, and everyone is busy rushing to make progress. I'm almost exhausted..."
"Who is the supervisor who came today?" Batman asked, Hexagon thought for a while and said: "I heard them say that that is the head of the big mine, isn't there seven mines here? Each mine There is a leader, and the whole mine has a general leader, that is, General Ruxin, and I don’t know if I go up... I don’t know."
"Does he often whip people?" Batman asked again.
"Of course, all miners who are not good at work will be whipped. The whip of the big head is especially severe. The lava demon almost fell apart. If it was me, I would probably die directly." Liujiao's tone changed. Trembling a little, he said: "I have seen it with my own eyes, the big head used that whip to kill Ophelia's grandfather..."
"Why?" Batman asked.
"Because of the blaze powder, oh, it's the thing you saw smoking in the supervisor's hand. This thing can refresh your mind and relax you. Although I haven't smoked it, I heard it's a good thing. .”
"When the supervisor smoked the blaze powder, he sprinkled a little bit on the ground, was picked up by Ao Fei's grandfather, took a sip, and was found out, and then he was beaten to death."
Hexagon's tone was a little fearful, and Batman said, "Just because of this little thing?"
"Small matter, this is not a small matter, only supervisors can smoke blaze powder, oh, some old miners can also, or people who are more popular with supervisors, there is a chance to get it, this is a status symbol."
"And those dwarf demons, what are they? They smoked blaze powder, which would make everyone lose face, and anyway, they gave birth to a lot, so killing one or two is nothing."
"Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by them?" Batman was silent for a moment, then asked.
"Of course I am afraid, who is not afraid of death?" Liu Jiao's tone was a little timid, he said: "But I don't cause trouble, and I do a good job, so I won't die so easily."
Batman was silent again. Hexagon's tone, demeanor and behavior reminded him of a person. Although they were completely different, they had many similarities. little girl.
In the past, Batman couldn't understand their ignorance, it was like living one day at a time, never thinking about the future, never paying attention to possible crises, unwilling to make any changes for these crises, unwilling to save themselves.
But later, when Batman wanders the streets of the slums alone, he understands where this ignorance comes from.
It's not that they are not afraid, they just use another way to escape the reality that being afraid is useless and they cannot resist, that is muddling along.
Sitting in the dark and narrow room, Batman seemed to hear the sound of rain in Gotham. He thought that Gotham might be missing a thunderstorm to wake up the ignorance of the world and make them think of being in the world. After being cornered, besides dying silently, there is another possibility.
Will he be this thunderbolt? Batman asked himself in his heart, but soon, he got a negative answer.
Because he knew that the vigilance, defense and suspicion brought about by his inner trauma made him only a lone walker in the rainy night, instead of raising the flag and lighting the flame.
Batman once wondered whether the godfather and Schiller were waiting for him, but now he found that the godfather, Schiller, and him might not be the seedling that Gotham was waiting for.
They are not the thunder that falls in the rainy night, or the people who raise the flag in the waves. Perhaps, their whole life is just to loosen the sinful soil, so that the roots of the seeds can take root deeper.
In the end, who will crash down at the time of the waking of insects in early spring? Who will break through the ground when the hair grows on a rainy night?
When thinking about this problem, Batman found that he didn't care. After facing the darkness of Gotham reality, he no longer had so many unnecessary fantasies. Purifying such a soil is enough for him to spend his whole life. up.
Amidst such thoughts, Batman slowly fell asleep, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, he found that the Hexagon next door was not asleep, and his breathing was still a bit rough, and he seemed to be unable to fall asleep because of a mess of thoughts .
Batman didn't stay for too long. Tonight was the time to gather. He followed the previous road to the middle of the mountain, and Schiller and Alfred were already waiting there.
The three waited there for a few minutes before Merkel arrived late. He seemed to be limping a bit. Schiller looked at him and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"
"Yes, a sprain, but it's okay." Merkel panted, and then he took out a whip from the middle of his coat.
Putting the whip on the table, Batman noticed that the handle of the whip had a slight green light, obviously, this was the kind of whip he saw in the hand of the supervisor during the day.
"How did you get that?" Batman asked.
Merkel frowned in pain and said, "Of course it was stolen."
Then, he said like a little delirious, ""I was originally a field agent, specializing in activities behind enemy lines. I said a long time ago that I don't lurk, I don't lurk...no one listens to me..."
Alfred raised his eyebrows and said, """Which round did you say you were in? Are you engaged in assassination and sabotage?"
Merkel shook her head and said: "It's my bad luck. There were too many elite agents in our class. If my physical fitness test results were placed in previous years, I could rank first and second, but in that class I only ranked I'm the third from the bottom, and I can't do important tasks, so I can only come to lurk."
Schiller showed a strange expression. It turned out that his butler was a field agent who specialized in physical labor, not a professional spy. He joked with a half-smile: "According to this standard, you Still quite professional, I mean, when you break things."
Merkel covered her eyes hard, and Alfred shook his head, but Batman looked a little gloomy, as if he finished his homework on time, but found that his deskmate not only overcompleted his homework, but also Students who practice on their own.
Originally, Batman was not a type of person who would fight hard. Before executing the plan, he liked to make thorough preparations and investigate all the information clearly, but now it seems that he has to grasp it with both hands.
Batman narrowed his eyes and looked at Merkel. His mental activity at this time, if you put it in a more popular way, is that someone dares to touch me? You see if I curl up or not, you're done.
Sure enough, in the subsequent information exchange session, Merkel did not get much information. In the past two days, he used the housekeeping skills of a field agent to keep an eye on the supervisor's work and rest time to find out all the information. Sneaked into the route, caught him off guard, and stole his whip.
Batman told all the racial information, ethnic information, and interpersonal information in the depths of the big mine that he had learned. The information he collected was very detailed, and he also cooperated with Schiller and Alfred from the supervisor. The information obtained there matches.
The main part of it is that everyone in the mine is in a hurry, especially the supervisor.
Because of the tense battle on the front line, Belial seems to want to do something like never before. The soldiers and horses have not moved, and the food and grass go first. They need enough ore to smelt and build, so the pressure from above is very tight.
The big supervisors are not involved in production. If they want to relieve this pressure, they can only pass the pressure on to the people below, while the small supervisors can only keep urging the miners and slaves below. In the past few days, it has exploded There were several conflicts, and several slaves were killed.
"They are killing chickens and monkeys, hoping to use violent means to make all slaves work quickly, and as the target date approaches, the pressure they face will gradually make them lose their minds, and the methods will become more and more serious. The more brutal, the more likely there will be mass bloodshed," Schiller said.
"You mean, massacre?" Alfred thought for a while, and then questioned: "But they should also know that ~IndoMTL.com~ kills too many people, and no one will work."
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Schiller shook his head and said: "They all pointed at those big bugs and thought slave miners were just consumables. It's a steady stream, it doesn't matter if you kill a few', they won't be stingy about killing them."
"Hurry up, let's get into the formal action." Schiller stood up, and then said: "I will assign tasks."
"There are many races in the mine, but our main target is those low-level races. The demon overseers can't realize their power because they are stupid and short-sighted, but we all understand that the most inconspicuous races , After uniting, how powerful will it be."
"Next, one person is responsible for connecting a race, first connecting the dots into a line, and then connecting the line to the surface, trying to plant the seeds of resistance for them before a large-scale bloodshed breaks out."
"Batman, you already know a umbral and have maintained a good relationship with him, then it's up to you to contact the umbral."
"The dwarf demon race is very important, let Alfred go."
"Merkel is not very good at preaching and persuasion, so he will be responsible for the sludge monster with the lowest IQ. Remember, complain first, then imagine, don't talk about big reasons, just talk about things around you, the situation is grim, and the future is promising Period."
"What do you do then?" Batman asked.
Schiller showed a smile, but his eyes did not smile, he looked indifferent and arrogant, he looked into Batman's eyes and said:
"Me? I'm going to do my old job."