Chapter 642 - 631: Guardian of the Mining Disaster
Wen Wen’s lips curved up, becoming somewhat interested in this underground mine, "Tsk tsk, the doom of death... I’d like to see what could bring about my doom."
The monster that was translating for Wen Wen stood eagerly by, hoping for Wen Wen’s praise.
But Wen Wen simply waved it away back to the Sanctuary, thinking that if it wanted praise just for translating a single sentence, what rewards could he offer when they really needed to work hard?
Then Wen Wen snapped his fingers, activating the Poker General’s power, making his body as thin as paper, and slipped through the crack from where the sounds originated, following the noise to find what was hidden there. A person involved wouldn’t be of any help.
The mine shaft was complex and intricate, like a giant maze; without that mysterious sound, Wen Wen would have found it difficult to find the right path immediately.
He ventured here alone, having sent Tao Qingqing to deal with other cases in the city. This hunting incident involved two beings of the Disaster Upper Order; she wouldn’t be much help.
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After a tortuous journey, Wen Wen stealthily made his way down dozens of meters below ground to a naturally formed underground cavern. Any ordinary person who accidentally entered might lose themselves forever in the darkness and then become food for some creature lurking there.
Within a vent of this cavern, a humanoid creature covered in black slime held a microphone, calling out energetically. It’s voice, modified by the horn to sound eerily deep, carried up into the mineshaft above.