Douluo ice demon Yuhao

"good!"

Seeing that the usually aloof Brother Nan was easily manipulated and had no ability to fight back, the miners watching from a distance couldn't help but cheer happily.

As for the so-called Brother Nan, he also followed the footsteps of the two big men and fell in the corner. However, he did not seem to have lost consciousness, but his expression was distorted, and the veins on his face stretched out one after another, as if he was carrying a heavy weight on his back.

Heavy objects in general.

Huo Yuhao stared coldly at his painful face. He has never been a murderous person, and when facing such villains, he will now adopt another milder method of reform through labor.

He used his two major mental attribute soul skills, mental agility and mental illusion, to construct a real and illusory scene for Brother Nan.

There is a deep cave there. In the dark mine, there are only a few dim soul guide lamps to provide weak light, which makes Nan Ge, who has only one eye left, even more unclear about the surrounding environment. But in fact, this is the only one left.

I can no longer use my eyes, and they look extremely empty and dull.

Brother Nan held a pickaxe in both hands and dug on the hard ground again and again. He didn't know why he did this, it seemed to be an instinct engraved deep in his soul.

I can't feel the existence of soul power at all. The mechanical digging has long been transformed into the instinct of the limbs, numbly mining the ore deep in the unknown cave. Time loses its meaning as the time passes unconsciously, leaving only the body and the body.

Endless mental fatigue and pain.

Another great application of mental agility is mental exile.

An ordinary second in the eyes of outsiders may mean eternal torture to an exiled person.

Huo Yuhao's eyes became more and more indifferent.

Even he couldn't help but want to praise the man in front of him who had a third-level and fourth-level cultivation level, but he dared to carry out such an operation. But his greed didn't stop there. In addition to the mithril mine, there were not many miners.

They want to further deduct wages and wages.

And the fact that he was originally from Xingluo made Huo Yuhao even more angry.

He glanced at Brother Nan for the last time, no longer looking at him, but glanced at the fat and thin people who were originally following him.

The two of them were also good men who were able to adapt to the changing circumstances. They immediately flattered Huo Yuhao and said, "No, I don't know who this gentleman is..."

"Northland." Huo Yuhao said a few words lightly, and made sure that only the two of them could hear it.

The fat and thin people were stunned at the same time. They did not expect that this name, which has been so popular in Mingdu in recent days, would be heard here.

The thin man swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously: "Sir, I wonder why you came to our mining area?"

"No need to talk nonsense, you know why I am here." Huo Yuhao's voice was very cold, "The news about the mithril mine should be true, right?"

Both of them couldn't help but feel excited. Sure enough, they were here for the mithril mine.

The news of mithril being unearthed in the southeastern mining area has not emerged for a long time, and the immigrant community has almost no contact with the outside world, and the miners will not take the initiative to mention it to outsiders. But after all, paper cannot cover the fire, and those big forces

Did you catch wind of it so quickly?

Although he was frightened in his heart, the thin man still said bravely: "Sir, you are joking. No one in Ming Dynasty knows that the southeast mining area is a poor ore that has long since declined. How could a treasure like mithril be dug out?"

Huo Yuhao didn't talk nonsense to him, but sneered, took out a familiar soul tool from his belt, and held it up in front of the thin man.

"Do you know what this is?"

The thin man was stunned for a moment, and after taking a closer look, he saw that it was a small, stick-shaped soul guide with a horizontal hole on its head.

"Sir, we don't know, may I ask this...?"

"The name of this soul guide is a metal detector. I don't need to introduce it. You should be able to understand its purpose, right?"

The thin man opened his mouth slightly and looked at each other, clearly seeing the fear in the other's eyes.

"I'll ask again, is there mithril or not?" Huo Yuhao asked in a deep voice.

The thin man's back was soaked with cold sweat, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, sir, if the Northern Alliance wants to develop the mithril mine, we will naturally be willing to provide it."

Seeing that he couldn't hide the matter, he immediately betrayed his original boss. At the same time, he glanced at Brother Nan from the corner of his eye with pity and resentment, feeling extremely ridiculous in his heart.

"Um."

Huo Yuhao made a soft nasal noise. He was not too excited about the precious mithril ore that he had easily obtained. On the contrary, he only felt that there were more things to deal with and solve.

He slowly walked up to the thin man and said coldly: "I will send someone to take over here later. If you are smart people, you should know to keep your mouth shut."

"Yes Yes……"

The fat and thin people could only agree blankly, and except for them, all the miners looked nervously at them.

Even if they didn't hear Huo Yuhao's words because they were too far away, they still vaguely guessed something. They were afraid that this dilapidated mining area, which had never been in the eyes of major forces before, was about to change hands.

But after the change of ownership, can they continue to work here?

Huo Yuhao didn't say much. He glanced at the wooden barrel containing beef next to him and said calmly: "Bring the prices of things here down to the same level as other markets in Mingdu."

The thin man didn't expect Huo Yuhao to focus on this. After he realized what he was doing, he hurriedly responded: "It should be right. Brothers work so hard every day. We must eat more big fish and meat to replenish our physical strength."

Judging from the sincere look on his face, he seemed to really be thinking about the miners.

"Share this beef with everyone."

Huo Yuhao gave one last order, stayed for a while, and then left the dining hall.

Everyone smiled with joy, rushed forward, each took a spoonful, and within a few minutes, a whole barrel of soy beef was eaten away.

They never care who the mine owner is, they only know that they have meat to eat under the new and old bosses, and that is enough.

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As night fell, Huo Yuhao walked slowly on the streets of the community. On both sides of the street, many people were sitting together in twos and threes to enjoy the cool air, and their parents chatted casually.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Huo Yuhao and Huo Qiuer were leaning against the wall in an inconspicuous corner.

The Ice Emperor swept his surroundings coldly: "Actually, to be honest, after being in the Sun and Moon Empire for so long, I haven't noticed any difference between the humans of Sun and Moon and the humans of Xingluo."

"Theoretically, the cultivation speed and upper limit of cultivation level of Sun and Moon people are generally lower, but I don't think this difference is very important." Huo Yuhao said lightly, "Even if there is no difference, you can still create it artificially."

"Let alone two completely different countries, even the south and the north of a country, the south and the north of a province, are enough to produce huge differences that are mutually exclusive."

Huo Qiuer took over the words abruptly: "If there are differences, there will naturally be wars. What do you think will happen to these Star Luo immigrants once the war really starts?"

Huo Yuhao could easily deduce the answer to this question.

A group of immigrants who are already struggling in a foreign land and have to stay together to stay warm will naturally be further ostracized. When the war sentiment in the entire Sun and Moon Empire becomes increasingly high, their lives will become more difficult, and they may even suffer more than ostracism.

Advanced persecution.

As long as the blood sacrifice of some insignificant immigrants from the enemy country can consolidate the support of a large number of militants, it is really a very cost-effective deal.

Huo Yuhao was silent for a moment and said firmly: "The war will definitely not start. Even if contradictions and differences still exist in the future, it will be a state of harmony without difference."

At this moment, there was a burst of noise from the street in the distance, and there were several angry scoldings.

Huo Qiu'er frowned, made a disdainful snort, stretched out a thumb and pointed there: "Humph. Is this your harmony without difference?"

Huo Yuhao was silent, and then looked over there. There were two groups of people arguing. They looked like they were all miners. The cause of the dispute was unknown, but seeing as the scoldings became more and more intense, it seemed likely that there was a disagreement.

Hands-on posture.

The man who was the leader of the first group cursed with a red face.

He was furious, but his momentum clearly overpowered his opponent.

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw this, because the other party's tone was not the accent of Xingluo or Tianhun, but the accent of Sun and Moon. In other words, he and his companions should be locals of the Sun and Moon Empire.

The big men opposite him looked obviously wary. Although they couldn't stop swearing, they were defeated in terms of momentum.

When the anger of the scolding was at its peak, the Sun and Moon miner spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground: "It's all you stinky rats from Xingluo who have occupied our mine, otherwise my daily wages would at least be worth more than

It can be doubled.”

One of the Xingluo miners was dissatisfied and said: "We are paid according to the mining volume. You are cheating and fooling around every day, and you are too lazy to work, so your wages are deducted and it comes to us instead?"

"You can go to other mines and see how much higher wages you can get."

Very few local miners from the Sun and Moon would come to the southeastern mining area. The other party obviously mentioned his pain point. He stared at him and let out a groan: "This is the Sun and Moon Empire. It's you who should get out, right?"

"When our Sun-Moon Empire's army crushes your Star Luo Empire, you people will not only get no wages at all, but you will all be captured and used as slaves for us."

Judging from his domineering appearance, he seemed to be the marshal who commanded the army of the sun and moon to defeat the Star Luo Empire.

A Xingluo miner sneered: "What a shameless statement."

The Sun and Moon miner's eyes widened: "Hmph, don't be too proud. After His Highness the Crown Prince succeeds to the throne, your Star Luo Empire will die."

As soon as he said this, someone in Xingluo immediately retorted unconvinced: "I don't know whether your Royal Highness the Crown Prince can succeed to the throne. Maybe the new emperor is the Prince Xu Sheng who suddenly appeared."

Riyue snorted and immediately pointed at him and cursed, his voice rising an octave: "Okay, so you all support that fake prince who appeared out of nowhere. It's just like everyone said.

He must be the false emperor secretly cultivated by your Xingluo."

"After he has framed His Highness the Crown Prince, you Xingluo can occupy the magpie's nest and disintegrate our Sun and Moon Empire."

"Hmph, there is no way His Highness will lose to you. Long live His Highness the Crown Prince! Long live the Sun and Moon Empire!"

While shouting, his expression was full of pride.

The Xingluo miner sarcastically said again: "Hey, I've never heard of a country whose emperor is in a wheelchair."

Hearing this, Riyue's eyes suddenly widened with bloodshot eyes, and he was extremely ferocious: "How dare you insult His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Of course, Xu Tianran had nothing to do with him as a miner, but when he heard someone taking the opportunity to make fun of Xu Tianran's disabled body and being an enemy, he immediately felt extremely resentful.

He gritted his teeth and issued a vicious threat: "Just wait and see, His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely trample you Xingluo bastards under his feet!"

The scolding ended with both parties feeling depressed, but fortunately it did not escalate into a higher-level conflict.

Huo Yuhao witnessed the entire conflict from a distance, his expression becoming increasingly grim.

"It seems that sooner or later there may be blood." Huo Qiu'er said calmly, with a puzzled expression, "The false emperor secretly cultivated by Xing Luo... That Xu Tianran is so smart that he can kill you in one fell swoop.

Have you seen your true face?"

"It seems not, but a routine practice of accusing political opponents. But I must admit that collaboration with the enemy is indeed a very serious accusation."

Huo Yuhao held his forehead with his right hand and let out a long sigh. Then he turned towards the Mingdu Palace and said to himself coldly: "Do you want to compete with me? Do you want to compete to see who can stir up emotions better?"

"Then let's try it."

At this moment, a sudden and unexpected cry came from Tianmeng in the sea of ​​​​spirits.

"Oh, Yuhao, someone is coming."

Huo Yuhao was stunned and turned his head again. This time he was facing a large mine.

There are people around here, but Tianmeng wants to emphasize that someone is coming, which means there is something wrong with the person coming.

Tian Meng continued to add: "In that direction, a Titled Douluo and several Soul Saints came. You should have an impression of them. They are all people under the prince."

"That's such a coincidence." Huo Yuhao squinted his eyes slightly and murmured softly.