Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2553: The ultimate victory over the king’s cavalry (8)

Chapter 2553 Absolute victory over Wang Qi (eight)

"Um..." The road ahead is actually quite narrow, and while Bedivere is still worried that Berelder will get stuck because of his burly body, the gladiator walking in front has already He let out a low growl.

"Can't you be real... stuck?" the werewolf youth asked.

"Ahahaha..." Berelder smiled wryly: "This seems to be a bit out of time."

"Just kidding! Squeeze harder!" Bedivere couldn't help urging, obviously he could already see the faint light coming from the other side of the crack, and Berelder got stuck at this time. Isn't it a waste of time? !

"Okay, um..." So the bald man stepped forward, making an unpleasant groan while using his milk-like strength to get in.

Then he puffs and farts.

"Hey!!" Bedivere roared immediately behind Berelder, "Bastard! Are you kidding me?!"

"Sorry, sorry, I ate a lot of baked soybeans in tomato juice this morning. It's hard to digest." Berelder tried to change his posture and continued to move forward.

"My God!" The werewolf youth's nose was already very sensitive, and the scene was still a relatively closed environment. In this environment, the smell could kill the wolf.

"Ahahahaha." The **** was still humming nonchalantly. Bedivere, who was dizzy from the smoke, had more and more blue veins on his forehead.

"Just," urged Bedivere, after the smell had dissipated a little, "Just get your two extra arms out of your chest. They're clearly getting in the way, and they're grabbing the wall and squeezing hard, sure. Better than two arms."

"Well..." Berelder paused. He was originally a deformed man with four arms, and the two smaller ones, the extra arms were usually crossed over his chest, making people mistakenly think that they were the guy's sturdy pectoral muscles. He knows how to use clothes to cover up his unusualness, but this also prevents his "specialties" from being used in time at critical moments.

"Uh, the wall is a little tight. If I forcibly freed my arm, I'd probably break my shirt," Berelder said.

"It will break if you break it? Don't you bring any replacement clothes when you go out to explore? Wouldn't it be better to put on after a while?" The werewolf youth urged irritably: "Anyway, let's start with the **** narrowness. Squeeze it out! I'm almost out of breath!"

Actually, the smell in the crack had already returned to its original freshness by this time, but Bedivere was afraid that Berelder would pop another fart.

" Good question, I really didn't bring any change of clothes. I was camping outside this morning when someone from the fraternity suddenly called me, except for the ones my fraternity would prepare for me I really didn't bring anything other than equipment."

"Ow..." Bedivere let out a wolf howl that was very similar to a real wolf: "Then, if the clothes are damaged, they will be damaged. You are shirtless, man bare. Do you still have scruples on your shoulders?"

"Well, the return trip will be a problem, people will see my two...ahem...extra arms." Berelder said, "It's even a big deal. Some members of the Brotherhood don't know about it, only Elder Karzan's family, who are close friends with me, know about it. All in all, I don't want too many people to see my arms."

"Ow..." Bedivere roared again, unable to complain anymore.

"Stand and don't move." He grabbed the tungsten tortoise's tongue whip, manipulated it like a living snake, and slowly crawled towards Berelder.

"Wait blah blah... what do you want to do??"

"You unbutton the shirt for you, so that you can free those two arms, and you don't have to worry about breaking the shirt, right?" the werewolf youth snorted.

"That's the truth, but... wow hahahahahaha! Stop it! It's so itchy! You tentacle freak hahahahaha..."

Ten minutes later.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha..." Red-faced and rough-dressed, Berelder finally made his way out of the narrow crack, and the guy watched Beyle warily. Deville.

"What? I helped you, but you still don't know how to be grateful?" The werewolf young man rolled his eyes at each other.

"It's still helpful to look like this...you big lecher~!" The bald man said jokingly, covering his chest.

"Ow." The werewolf youth covered his forehead, always feeling that he was not only powerless to complain, but that he was completely exhausted.

"The lights are on..." While Berelder was busy unbuttoning his jacket, Bedivere looked around and found that there were quite a few oil lamps glowing inside the abandoned mining platform. light.

The oil lamps seem to be connected by pipes, some low-cost but strong and durable iron pipes, so that a small amount of oil drips from the small gaps in the pipe body and falls on the plates where the oil lamps receive oil. Once they light up, as long as they are blown out by the wind, they can basically ensure that there is enough fuel to stay on. Oil lamps are still the kind of long-lasting lamps with extremely low fuel consumption. Their flames are only the size of a grain of wheat, which is insignificant at first, but when they are lit in pieces in such a dark mine, the mutual brightness superimposes, unexpectedly. It made the mining area less dark.

Bediver had seen the faint light coming from the crack when he passed through the crack just now. At that time, he thought that the light from the ground was caused by the poor sealing above the mining platform, but the fact did not It's not that simple.

"The fake Cattelan elder must have come and activated the lighting system." Berelder replied: "The oil supply system is directly extracted from a mineral oil stone dug by the miners during mining. , very resistant to burning, and very cheap. Generally, it will not be taken away after the mine is abandoned, and it will be preserved for a long time. Therefore, like this kind of mining platform that was abandoned decades and hundreds of years ago, it is possible to find useful The lighting system. Well... the trouble is just turning the lights on one by one."

"What are you doing?" Bedivere saw Berelder starting to light lamps everywhere, and couldn't help but stop: "Did you forget that the sound of the torches would attract those spar monsters??"

"If we had the torch in our hands, yes," Berelder replied, still lighting the light as if nothing had happened, and the surroundings were brighter: "But look, it's all lit up here. , it is the light source and also the sound source. When there are so many sounds, those monsters will be disturbed by the oil lamp, and it is not easy to find us - the premise is that your physique that attracts monsters has really improved."

"Hahaha." Bedivere knew that the other party still didn't trust him, so he had to laugh.

Berelder has an electronic lighter with him, and is very skilled at lighting the lights, doubling the brightness of the entire area in an instant. The werewolf youth took a look at the mining platform and saw a lot of rough, wooden ladders and overhead platforms. It seems that all of this is to allow the miners to move up and down smoothly and to open up the ore everywhere as much as possible. dug out. I don't know if it's because of the concrete or because of the lighting system, this mining platform doesn't have the cold and slippery feeling of other places in [Pan God's Cave], the surrounding concrete and limestone mixed rocks are very dry, even to the touch. An inexplicable comfort.

"They should have developed this into a secret base," Bedivere joked. "I bet these **** caves would be nice to live in with a little tidying up. It's secluded enough to hide from and Resist foreign invasion."

"Actually, something like that did happen before, where bandits took over abandoned mining platforms as dens." Berelder replied, "But you know, it's not going to end well. These Mining rigs just reinforce the limestone caves with high-flow concrete, but don't actually lay the foundations. It's good that they don't collapse for a few years, but it's almost impossible to last for a long time. They will eventually collapse, or come out. All kinds of problems. The sealing performance of the mining platform will also gradually weaken over time - and you can't see it as a result, the crack we just came in is a good example. In another year and a half it will be It will get bigger and bigger. Then the large monsters outside can crawl in through the cracks and turn this place into their den. If there are people living here, then it is probably a dead end."

"That's why they used concrete to seal off the entrance to the mining platform's ground?"

"No, the main purpose of blocking the entrance is to prevent rainwater. If the rainwater fills the mining platform and cannot be drained in time, it may cause a large-scale subsidence and affect more nearby mining platforms in use. They must Seal the entrance, and artificially create a few drainage holes like the crack just now. After all, no one can guarantee that the entrance of the mining platform can be completely sealed, and rainwater will not flow in at all."

"So the gap just now was artificially created?"

"Semi-manufactured ~IndoMTL.com~ was definitely not that big at the beginning, and it was just dug to the extent that it could be connected to [Pan's Cave], so that rainwater could be sent out. But since there will be rainwater from If it flows out there, it will inevitably be eroded. The erosion of time and rain makes it double or even several times, which is weathering."

"So it is." The werewolf youth snorted softly: "You are familiar with these, Mr. Berelder."

"It is necessary, I have also explored many caves, and I am also the former partner of the elder Karzan, who has helped them build many such mining platforms."

"It's really that simple?" the werewolf youth asked.

"What do you want to explain?" Berelder, who was lighting the lamp, suddenly stopped his hand and turned to look at Bedivere.

"I'm just guessing..." Bedivere blinked and said slyly: "For example, Mr. Berelder, you were originally working in a similar mine, slave, Something like that?"

Gladiator Berelder's face suddenly darkened.