Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 185 Who Wants to See Me

Hu San's appearance was exactly what Zhu Wuyao had expected.

She calmed down a bit and realized that she had acted impulsively. If she had stabbed him, things would have been difficult to handle.

The skinny monkey drew his knife just now because he was scared by her desperate stance and wanted to protect himself.

But that's not the problem now.

Hu San was very strong; he lifted Zhu Wuyao up and asked:

"Is what he said true?"

Hearing his question, Zhu Wuyao sneered inwardly. What truth or falsehood? He just wanted to intimidate her while having a legitimate reason to do so.

Before Zhu Wuyao could answer, the skinny monkey, who had barely managed to get up from the ground, grinned and said:

"Brother Hu, she's too arrogant, we need to teach her a lesson!"

"Hmm, how do you want her to make it up to you?"

Hearing the two men convict him in just a few words, Zhu Wuyao didn't try to defend himself; it was just a trumped-up charge.

The skinny monkey looked at Zhu Wuyao with a wicked glint in his eyes and said:

"Hehehe, although I'm at a slight disadvantage with her current appearance, it's all the same once the face is covered. I didn't get enough of that delicate-skinned kid from a while ago, so why not let her..."

Unexpectedly, Hu San grabbed his shoulder, interrupting him, and said:

"There's no need to bring this up again. People should follow certain rules, and she refused the position."

Zhu Wuyao's gaze remained unchanged, unmoved in the slightest.

One plays the good cop, the other the bad cop; they give a beating and then offer a sweet treat, trying to teach someone a lesson while also wanting to bestow favors.

Ah……

This Hu San is simple-minded but cunning; he is not entirely a muscle-bound but brainless brute.

The level of suspicion has increased by five points.

"Then...then have her supply me with all the ore that's mined today and tomorrow!"

“That works.” Hu San nodded, then turned to Zhu Wuyao and said:

"Do you have any objection?"

"Have."

Zhu Wuyao dared to answer like that because she was certain that as long as she didn't go too far, Hu San wouldn't kill her.

Since they won't die, they'll only suffer some physical pain at most.

However, this commotion today has put him in the public eye.

As an innocent person who was thrown into the mine after the cultivators rebelled, she was in Hu San's camp but had suffered under Hu San's hands, making her a suitable person to be recruited.

Getting a beating, however small, could give you a chance to see just how many fish are lurking beneath the surface of this stagnant pool.

The gains far outweigh the losses.

This is something that can be done.

As soon as he uttered the word "yes," Hu San stared at her for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand, swung his arm, and brought it down.

Zhu Wuyao's expression changed, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder, and his back slammed against the stone wall.

She clutched her right shoulder, and the next instant, she was grabbed by the neck and slammed against the stone wall behind her.

"You think I won't kill you?"

A strong sense of threat enveloped her. Zhu Wuyao looked up at Hu San, reached out and grabbed his wrist, but still couldn't stop the force from increasing.

It seemed as if Hu San would break his own neck at any moment.

However, at that moment, something unexpected happened. She saw Hu San's pupils shrink slightly, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a red streak of light flash across the stone wall.

This was the first time Zhu Wuyao had witnessed such a change.

The grip on her neck suddenly loosened, and she saw Hu San leaning against the stone wall, covering his ears. Not only that, the others also changed their expressions drastically, squatting on the ground and covering their ears, their faces filled with terror.

Zhu Wuyao was taken aback for a moment.

He immediately followed the others, squatted down, and leaned against the stone wall. He first tore a piece of cloth with his left arm to cover his right ear, and then raised his left arm to cover his left ear.

Although she didn't know what had happened, everyone was doing it, so there must be a reason.

The moment Zhu Wuyao was ready, a roaring sound pierced his mind.

It looked as if countless bees were flapping their wings at the same time.

It emitted a high-frequency buzzing sound, which, even with my ears plugged, felt like thousands of sharp needles piercing my brain, and my heart felt as if it were being squeezed and skipped a beat.

Her vision blurred, and she seemed to see someone unable to withstand the sound waves, fainting and vomiting blood.

It was like a sledgehammer striking his chest.

"Sizzle—"

The piercing and sharp buzzing sound made Zhu Wuyao feel an urge to puncture his eardrums.

The impact of the sound waves finally stopped after a long while.

Zhu Wuyao sat back, feeling somewhat exhausted, her brain a complete mess, and even a little nauseous.

The others weren't much better off, some were in even worse condition.

"The one who wrote the book is speechless, come here."

A voice, in some unknown way, spread throughout the mine.

Zhu Wuyao's expression turned slightly serious as he looked at Hu San and asked:

"Where do I have to go?"

Hu San's expression was quite interesting, seemingly complicated. He pointed ahead in the mine tunnel, his voice a little hoarse, and said:

"There, go up with the ore."

Seeing Hu San's attitude, Zhu Wuyao instantly realized that he had gained another chip.

This is an opportunity to communicate with the outside world.

Moreover, it cannot be disproven.

It cannot be verified whether it is true or false.

Zhu Wuyao didn't know who wanted to see her or what their purpose was, but after she returned, she could say whatever she wanted or make up whatever she wanted.

The point isn't who's looking for her, but rather—she's gone out.

Moreover, judging from Hu San's attitude, there are probably very few people who have entered the mine and are still able to set foot in the outside world in the past few decades.

Zhu Wuyao leaned against the wall and got up.

She turned to look at the skinny monkey and smiled.

As long as she comes back alive, her presence is irreplaceable in this mine. Hu San, in order to win her over—

This kid's in for a rough time.

Zhu Wuyao, leaning against the wall, walked with slightly unsteady steps and a bit of a stagger, and was somewhat taken aback when he arrived at the place where the ore was handed over.

This is actually a teleportation platform?

Even for a short distance, the resource consumption isn't high, but using a teleportation station to transport ore is quite a large undertaking.

wrong.

The value of the ore is readily apparent and worthless in the mine.

If these ores could be traded outside the teleportation network, their value would likely be a hundred times greater than the resources consumed by the teleportation array.

The use of teleportation arrays, instead of more resource-efficient methods, may be for security reasons, to prevent cultivators from rebelling.

She sat on the teleportation array, white light flashed, array runes floated and rotated, and the next moment, a blinding light shone before her eyes.

The writer is speechless.

Is it related to his own storybook?

Zhu Wuyao began to speculate. Although the old book lover enjoyed reading and had collected many books, he was the most likely to obtain them.

But precisely because the old scholar had read countless books, it was impossible for him to meet her because of a storybook.

Ultimately, she knew her own level.

Even if they are well-written and readable, those storybooks are still too superficial for true readers.

Not enough to move the old man and get her pulled out of the mine.

If an opportunity can be found to remain outside, the chances of escape are naturally greater; but if that's not possible...

Then we need to find a way to maximize the value of this trip out of the mine.