Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 86 Miner's Diary

When You entered a wall again, he behaved contrary to his normal behavior and floated out again after a long time.

"It's empty in here, but I can't find the door."

There was some confusion in the banshee's voice: "How can someone live in a room without a door?"

"Shouldn't you first consider how to open up such a room?" The five and a half living people looked at You in surprise. He had been dead for too long, so his thinking must be different from that of normal people, right?

"We are not at the next level yet, right?" Sera looked down with the help of the light magic. "Why is there an empty room here?"

There was nothing on the second floor except for some wild beasts and cave-dwelling monsters. They were currently at the junction of the second and third floors.

"I don't know about that, I just know it's very big inside!" You tried to measure the size and height of the space inside, but it went straight through the stone wall above. It looked like the space inside might be two stories high.

"Is it very thick?" Ivy reached out and knocked on the stone wall. It was indeed hollow inside, but the exact thickness was not easy to judge. Although they brought pickaxes that might be used, they did not dare to dig randomly in this old mine that was hundreds of years old.

"It's not too thick." You wandered around the area for a few circles. "Maybe we don't need to dig it open. Look here. Can we get in?"

You found a narrow crack. If he lay on it, he could vaguely see the darkness inside, but it would not be easy to squeeze in from here.

"I must be done," Sera shook her head, "Look at my muscles! I can't even get my forearm in!"

“Me too…” Sylvia looked down. Her body size might make it more difficult for her than Sera’s.

Victoria and Ivy were both wearing armor. If they took it off, they could have gotten through, but it was not a good idea to take the initiative to remove their defenses in a place like this.

"Honestly, my head is a bit big," Driver muttered, and began to squeeze in, while Ron attached the light spell to his shortbow to help Driver see his surroundings better.

Darkvision is darkvision, and some light is better than no light.

"That witch, I think you are mistaken," Driver's voice soon came from behind the wall, "No wonder you said there is no wall here."

"This room should be one level above, it fell down!"

"Falling?" Ron asked from outside.

"The floor has collapsed!" the goblin said. "Look at all the bodies and bones in this room! I'm sure they fell down!"

"There were six, seven, eight bodies, all ghouls, and the bones were unrecognizable to me—wait?"

"Driverdo? What did you find?"

There was silence for a while, and then Driver's voice sounded again: "Notebook! There is a notebook here! I also found some words written in blood on the wall!"

"But I don't understand what it says."

"Throw it out," Sylvia said, "Let me see. By the way, can you find a way for us to see those on the wall?" "I can!" You went in and came out again, leaving a string of shining illusory words on the wall here.

"Dwarven," Sylvia recognized it immediately. "I'm too hungry?"

"It says in the notes: On a certain date, Old Hammer and his companions became strange and taciturn after returning from the unfinished fifth floor after being trapped for three days. They wouldn't answer a single question out of ten..." Ron picked up the notes that Driver threw out and turned to a page that was still intact.

"'The Queen suddenly ordered the mine to be closed, but why?'" Sylvia frowned and leaned over to read, "'Old Hammer and his men had a conflict with the soldiers who came to perform their duties, and I joined them. My wife and six children are all waiting for me to earn a living, and I can't lose this job!'"

"'We have hidden the bodies of the soldiers, and we have convinced the overseers. If the Queen stops paying us, we will pay ourselves. This is a gold mine anyway!'"

"'But what did I find? When I got up at night, I saw Old Hammer and the others go to the place where the bodies were buried, and then, dig them out?'"

"'I should find out what's going on. Old Hammer and his men have been doing this for three days. When I ask them, they think I'm sleepwalking?'"

"'They're getting weirder and weirder. They're sleeping in the same dorm, and I can smell the rot coming from them.'"

Ron turned the page again, only to find that several entries at the back had been torn out, and all the diaries that followed were stained with blood and bloody fingerprints.

"'I contacted a few workers, interrogated the hammer, and fought with them. The reckless alchemist threw an alchemical bomb, which collapsed the floor and everyone fell down.'"

"'We finally won, but it was a tragic victory. I tried to call for help from above, but a few soldiers showed up. They ignored us and walked away.'"

"'I can hear the hum of the machinery outside stop. Is the mine still closed?'"

"'Poor Stone, he must have been infected by the Hammer. He kept trying to attack me last night. In order to save my life, I had to tie him up.'"

"'These people are crazy! All crazy! I didn't tie the stone so you could eat it! God...'"

Sylvia looked at the words You left on the wall again: "The back of the diary is unreadable. I guess what's on the wall is the final result."

"It ended up being almost the same as the three on the first floor, and the 'Old Hammer' in the diary should have encountered something similar." Ron walked to the gap and pulled Driver out.

"It's true that there's not much food in the mine, but it shouldn't be this serious, right?" Ivy frowned and said, "There are five levels of the mine. Does this happen on every level?"

"It's the entire Old Kingdom's mines," Sylvia corrected. "Did you forget? 'Plague'"

"Adversities create zombies, and zombies create new difficulties. I guess the last queen ordered the mine to be sealed after discovering this."

"But ghouls transformed in this way will not turn into beasts immediately, but can maintain consciousness for a period of time. It was under this circumstance that the queen was resisted by her non-human subjects and was eventually overthrown."

"I thought I could find a professional to help." Ron sighed. If it was this kind of 'plague', he was afraid he wouldn't be able to cure it.

"Maybe the fifth floor has the answers we need," Ivy said. "Hopefully there won't be so many ghouls on the lower floors."

(End of this chapter)