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As usual, he just slowed down his pace and tiptoed with his men through the man-made mine tunnel, rummaging through this box and then that box, and without any hesitation, he pocketed the fruits of others' hard work for half a day.

With the help of the little knight, he didn't even need to pick and choose, and took the boxes with him. The extra and redundant things that he had no use for were stuffed into the little knight's empty body.

This place was probably built by the villagers. After all, the monsters would not build anything in such a neat and uniform manner, nor would they place display frames on top of the boxes to indicate what was stored inside.

However, he did not dare to be too greedy. He would pull people away as soon as he heard the slightest noise. Even if it was just the sliding of a mine cart or the sound of a bat flying by, it was enough to make him alert.

He even reminded the little knight to tell him immediately if anything was wrong, but not to make any noise. Then he looked at the sign that the little knight slowly raised and fell silent.

[OK]

Steve:…

"That's not true." He gestured quietly, a bit embarrassed. "Brother, if you need anything later, just send me a message in the chat group. Remember to send it several times so I can see it while I'm busy searching the treasure chest."

[God of the Void] Ghost: OK

The countless beatings he had received during this period of time had made him deeply understand what it meant to stop when enough was enough. Don't seek death, don't seek death, never seek death.

He could no longer be as reckless as before. Whenever he thought of this, he missed the days when he could survive death. As long as he remembered the coordinates of his home, he could put a bed anywhere and at any time, and overcome all difficulties with his tenacious perseverance and endless resurrection.

But if you walk on the shore often, you will get your feet wet. What's more, he was so ruthless that he even took the box. If it weren't for the obvious target of prying on the rails, I'm afraid even this one would be gone. So, the villagers easily discovered the theft. Furious, they drew their weapons and dispersed in groups of three, swearing in unison to catch the damn thief.

The noisy voices became unified and orderly. They searched for every clue and followed the path to the stolen treasure chest.

The noise was not small, and Steve, who had a very sensitive hearing, noticed it early on. It was almost impossible to escape here. If he just followed the track stupidly, he would be blocked by the other party in a short while.

Although he was not very afraid of close combat, it was still troublesome. Who knew he would be shot in the butt by an arrow out of the blue? It would really hurt, and he had a better way.

He took out the manuscript and quickly chiseled a hole in the wall. With a few strokes, he made a hole that was just big enough for him and the ghost. He hid inside quite skillfully. The little knight looked around in confusion for a while, hesitated, and finally followed the others and squeezed into the small space.

He sealed everything up just like he did before. In order to avoid being discovered, he even used special fired stones to seal the walls, making sure that there would be no difference from before. Moreover, he chose this location specially, with stolen treasure chests all around him, to avoid the clue being cut off here and arousing suspicion.

Steve was still holding his breath with his head pressed against the wall, patiently listening to the noise outside. The sudden message alert scared him so much that he almost shouted "Oh the fuck".

[God of the Void] Ghost: Why are you hiding?

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: Oops, brother, please bear with me for a moment, someone just came.

[God of the Void] Ghost: Is it an enemy?

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: I guess so, but they're not good people anyway. They're so stingy.

[God of the Void] Ghost: If it is an enemy, it should be destroyed.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: That's true. If I get the chance next time, I'll give those guys a good beating. I've already dug the pit, and it can't be wasted.

The little knight has never had the habit of hiding, and has never hidden. He would just pull out his bone nails and swing them again and again until the opponent falls or he falls.

The noise outside suddenly became chaotic, which caught Steve's attention. It was only subtle at first, but became more and more chaotic later, accompanied by the crying and crawling sounds, and the sound of something being hit and rolling on the ground.

Steve's intuition told him that something dangerous might have happened outside, but his growing curiosity urged him to find out.

After struggling for a moment, he opened the chat group, took another look at the previous chat with the ghost, and finally looked at the ghost's title. His hesitant mind instantly settled down.

Just for this title, how could Feilongqi lose! If he lost, he would eat all the rocks in his backpack on the spot, without even sprinkling any salt, he said.

"Damn it, I'm done. I'm not afraid of shit."

He howled loudly as if to encourage himself or to completely cut off his retreat, picked up a pickaxe and dug up the wall in front of him, revealing the earth-shaking changes outside.

016 Villagers

I am a villager.

A villager who has recently been reborn, rather than continuing to be trapped in the miserable muddle-headed days of the past.

When I gained human conscience and etiquette, the stupid and wrong experiences of the past rolled over in my mind, almost tearing me apart. From that moment on, I truly became a living being, not a monster with low IQ who was fooled by others and was covered in a human shell.

Even if all this comes at a price.

The monsters came alive with us. Compared to their fragile selves, those guys had better physical and instinctive advantages. They hunted the villagers in groups of three or five. Before they could form a resistance, many villagers who had just woken up fell into a long sleep forever before they had time to experience the beauty of the world. Probably, it was to kill them completely to avoid any accidents.

The monsters' actions became more and more crazy. They turned villages into empty cities. The survivors gathered together desperately, mustered their strength to build a towering wall, or looked at each other and said goodbye with tears, put on armor and weapons, and used their flesh and blood to delay the monsters' advance.

The last battle lasted a long time, but not a single corpse was left behind. Everywhere was filled with floating spoils left by the dead monsters. The villagers won the battle with a slight advantage.

I was there at the time, and luckily, I was knocked unconscious by an arrow in a corner where no one was watching, and I escaped from this meat grinder alive.

The city wall was built, and from then on it was no longer a village, but a vibrant city.

While we were searching for new tribesmen on the ground, we were also opening up mineral veins underground, transporting ore upwards continuously, expanding the city endlessly, and everything looked so beautiful.

No one is idle, everyone has his or her own job. Since I used to be a blacksmith in a blacksmith shop, now I have the honor to come to the underground mine. After everyone's efforts, this place has been expanded very wide, and they are even planning to build a main underground transportation route.

After all, compared to the dangerous ground, underground is obviously much safer, as long as you don't get discovered by those monsters and that damn guy with a bad taste.

As a result, we had only been living in peace for a few days when we discovered that a large amount of the fruits of our hard work had been stolen. This kind of thing had actually happened once before, but at that time only a small amount of ore was missing, and after searching for a long time without success, the matter was left unresolved.

It’s different now. Such a huge amount of hard work has been lost, and it has even affected the progress of our city expansion. We must catch that damn thief, I think it’s probably the guy with a bad taste.

After all, apart from him, no villager would steal his things for no reason. All the supplies here are shared, and they are all for the purpose of building a better great city that belongs to us.

That guy is very difficult to deal with, and if we can kill him, not only can we recover all the stolen ore, but we will also get a long respite. Once those monsters see him, they will definitely chase him and ignore us.

But bad things happened one after another. It seemed like something was swimming in the darkness. I stopped the remaining two companions and went to explore carefully with a torch.

A spider rushed out from the darkness. In a moment of terror, I hurriedly dropped the torch, leaving only the sword firmly in my hand. The torch rolled once or twice on the ground, still emitting its light, with no sign of going out.

With the help of this light, I reacted the fastest in my life. I rolled on the ground and passed by the monster. Before I could stand up in shock, I heard two screams.

I don't know when two more spiders appeared, and they pounced on the two of them and bit them. There was no blood, and it couldn't even be called cruel, because in just a moment, the two friends who were chatting and laughing with me before completely disappeared from this world, without leaving any mark except our memory.

Perhaps after a long time, they will die completely like those people I have forgotten before.

But now is not the time to think about these things. I used my hands and feet to climb up from the ground. Thanks to our caution and prudence, no monsters discovered this huge mine. After all, they didn't know how to cultivate underground. Everything they got was plundered from us. But now the appearance of these spiders proves that this place is not very safe.

It is even possible that a large number of monsters will invade, which means that we will lose the largest mine built since its birth. No, no, no, such a terrible thing must not happen if this place really falls.

This not only means that we will lose our home turf of underground advantages, but also lose a large amount of high-quality mineral resources. Even those resources that have been mined will be handed over to others. Then it will be another war that will be fought with human lives.

Maybe I alone cannot determine the victory of this war, but I must at least inform everyone so that they can be prepared and fully armed to severely defeat those monsters.

As I thought this, I ran wildly and shouted loudly.

"Monster, it's a monster, the monster is coming!"

I had never run so hard before, and I forgot about the pain I had felt before, but it still wasn't enough.

The spider pounced on me from behind and knocked me to the ground. I desperately tried to raise my hand and sword to pierce the monster, and then tried to kick the monster down, but this resistance was futile and useless. Apart from some sporadic and weak struggles, it was useless.

Two more spiders came over, approaching slowly, as if they were enjoying the hunt.

I'm done, I'm dead, a meaningless death. I couldn't even complete the simple task of tipping off the enemy. Now I can only pray that my previous loud shouts were heard by others and make them alert. In this way, at least I can die a worthy death.

Just as I closed my eyes and prepared to face death with tears in my eyes, a whistling sound of wind suddenly came.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the spider lying on me had been nailed to the wall by a shining diamond sword. It was something I had always longed for but could not get.

The two spiders surrounding me hissed threateningly. They straightened their bodies and looked like they were trying their best, but it was all in vain, just like my previous powerless struggle.

I saw a petite figure coming towards me at an incredible speed, waving the weapon in her hand and splitting the two spiders into three pieces of silk.

I followed the direction the people were coming from and saw an unexpected guy. For a moment, I ignored my previous fear and stood up suddenly.

"You thief!"

017 Decision

Tell the truth.

Steve had seen the scene of monsters chasing villagers thousands and tens of thousands of times. He even had time to eat a melon, sit on the iron block he had synthesized by dismantling countless iron golems, and point and talk.

So as long as the spiders' attention has not yet shifted to him, he will not take action, even though he knows that he is just watching the fun here, and after the spiders have finished freeing the poor innocent unlucky guy, they will turn around and deal with him, and he is happy to do so.

Why did you ask him to throw away the diamond sword? He was happy to do so. He did what he wanted.

As a result, the fun and excitement were not over yet.

The ghost guy made the first move, not giving him a chance to react. With a flick of his hand, the two spiders turned into three spider lines. Hey, why three? Steve discovered the blind spot.

Before I had the chance to complain or ask, I heard the lucky guy who had escaped death start to complain at the top of his voice.

"Hey, be respectful, what thief?"

The word "thief" is too hurtful! And is that stealing? He was clearly taking his own things!

"Stop quibbling. Even if you turn into ashes, I will still remember your face!" The villager shouted unconvinced, pointing his square-shaped hand straight at Steve.

Watching the two people arguing, the little knight looked around in confusion, but he did not feel any malice from the two people, so he simply held the bone nail in silence and watched the swarm of bees swarm in and stuff three spider silks into his body without saying a word.

Perhaps the two people were arguing so intently that no one noticed this situation and they continued to confront each other.

"Nonsense! Do you call that remembering? Apart from my handsome face, all of you look the same. Unless you gouge out your eyes, there's no way you wouldn't recognize my handsome face!"

He chatted seriously, his square face vividly showing what anger meant, but if you asked him if he was really angry, he would probably just say no.

Indeed, not really. Even though he was being chased by monsters and screaming in pain, and was ostracized by villagers with no way to retreat, he didn't care.

As mentioned before, this is his world. Even though he lost control of this world due to a brief mutation and loss of control, and the authority to create the mode was also sealed, he still thought to himself that as the creator of this world, he did not need to be so harsh on his creation.

Don’t be angry, don’t be angry. It’s all created by yourself. Why should you be angry?

"You call that cool? I'd rather be blind and not see you, and..." Just when Steve thought the other party was going to take back the minerals, the villager's momentum suddenly weakened, and he sat back on the ground. "Thank you."

The sincere voice did not sound fake, and this attitude left Steve at a loss. After all, he was not a completely evil person. Even if he had some bad tastes, he would feel embarrassed to say bad things to someone who had suddenly given in.

"Forget about thanking me or anything like that. I was just taking revenge. After all, those monsters have been chasing me for several days. My legs are broken from running..." He couldn't think of any other excuses for a while, and the rest of the words lingered in his mouth for a few seconds. After all, from the beginning, he had expected the other party to fight him to the death, but they didn't.

In the end, those rebuttals and bad-humored words were chewed over and over again and merged into one sentence.

"Oh, what's this? What's the big deal?"

But when he thought about the things in his hands, he guessed that this plea was just to get them back. He suddenly became tough again and pretended to be a villain.

"Don't even think you can get me to return my things just by your attitude. Forget it. How can I give something away once it's in my hands?"

Unexpectedly, the villager just shook his head calmly, with an expression of undisguised sadness.

"Just take it. It's better than letting it fall into the hands of the monster. I'm not sure if this is a test or a general attack, but no one has come so far. I'm afraid this place is about to fall."

He said this.

"Besides, I know my own limitations very well. Showing off my strength for a moment is meaningless except for venting my anger. I don't really understand why my kind hate you so much."

The villager really didn't quite understand this point. After all, he had been chased by endless monsters since he woke up, and he hadn't even said hello to them. Even the fragmentary explanations from his peers were difficult to resonate with.

The villagers' voices grew deeper and deeper, filled with unspeakable self-mockery.

"And you saved my life. This is true. No matter what, I want to express my sincere gratitude again."

He stood up and prepared to leave without looking back.

"Good fellow, you're just leaving like that. Aren't you worried about stepping into a monster's lair?"

Steve felt bad as he watched the man's receding figure. He couldn't stop thinking about what he had done in the past. A sense of guilt that he couldn't explain arose spontaneously, and he repeated it to himself again.

"What on earth is this..."

The villager paused for a moment. He was probably afraid, otherwise he would not be expecting anything in his heart and would not stop.

"I know, but I can't retreat. I ran away like a coward in the last battle. This time, no matter what, I can't be a coward and run away out of self-deception."

"Hey, it's not that I can't understand you. Aren't you afraid of death like me? And with your strength, three spiders can kill you, so why bother going over there? What? Do you think you're SF Express? Buy one get one free and add after-sales service, right?"

"Stop, wait a moment. I'll go with you. Let me be clear, I'm not doing this for your sake. I can't bear to see my ore fall into the hands of monsters. If those monsters get their hands on it, I don't think I'll be able to sleep peacefully during the day."

At this point, Steve paused for a moment as if he shuddered. The scene of him being chased by the monster and having no way to go up to the sky, down to the ground, or into the sea was deeply engraved in his mind.

He lowered his voice and leaned over to speak slowly to the knight.

"Ghost, I only agreed to ask you to help me build a shelter, but it's become more and more troublesome. I can settle the task ahead of time. If you have something urgent to do, you can go first. When I'm settled, remember to wrap the things in a red envelope and send it to me."

He gritted his teeth and looked at the figure in front of him.

"Even if I owe those guys, I did go too far in the past. Besides, if it weren't for those damn villagers helping to relieve me, there would probably be even more monsters chasing me. By then, I'm afraid I would really be trapped in the cycle of life and death. That would be terrible."

018 Iron Man, after waking up, was led astray again