Fortunately, when he was 6 years old, Jones was accepted as a disciple by a prospector passing by the village.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The orc came back when he just became the prospector apprentice.
Jones saw the scene where the orcs killed his teacher, and fear made him unable to boost his strength.
If it weren’t for the uncle Sam next door to run away with him in his arms, maybe he would be an undead under the orc sword like the teacher.
However, the Goddess of Doom will not pay attention to him forever. When he was at a loss and followed his neighbors to escape to the legendary Grimm, the Holy Light blood came.
He was taken to the City of Dawn.
From the mouth of the elders, Jones can often hear the old man telling the horror of vampires. He was originally terrified.
But after living in the City of Dawn for a while, Jones discovered that this was not what he thought it was.
Instead, he found a long-lost sense of security here.
After a long time, even the holy light blood races opposite him who wore a pair of fierce bat wings at work and looked like demons were not afraid.
The adults of the holy light blood clan will always chat with him with a smile, and will never be like the noble baron in the village.
Jones lived here very happily, until one day, the great Lord Cachar ordered the search for prospectors who could explore mineral veins. This news changed his mind.
Jones knows Chinese characters, which was taught to him by his teacher. The teacher said that as a prospector, he must be knowledgeable.
Although he doesn't understand what this sentence means, he still studies very hard.
When he saw the above announcement on the bulletin board on the square, Jones secretly reported to the adult of the security team that he was an apprentice prospector, hiding from the uncle Sam who led him to escape.
What excites him is that his career as an apprentice prospector has been recognized by the kinsmen, and Jones is very happy.
Although he was very worried after he told the news to Uncle Sam, Jones didn't feel that he shouldn't do it.
If it were not for Lord Kachar, they might starve to death on the road.
This city can let him eat, live in an airtight house, and no one will bully him. He likes it very much, and he wants to contribute his own strength to this city.
As the Lord Kachar said, the city of dawn is the city of dawn for every inhabitant, and we should give our own efforts to make the city of dawn better.
City Lord Kachar is really a great person.
What made Jones happier was that after he reported his occupation to the kinsman, he was called up to enter the subordinate department of the city hall, the construction department.
Goddess is on, every department of the city hall is the most sought-after city of Dawn. As long as they can work in, I don’t know how many people will break their heads.
Uncle Sam, who lives with him at least, almost always envied the security team and said that if someone could help him enter the security team, he would give all of his silver to that person.
It’s incredible that Uncle Sam, a miser, can say such things.
Jones is very happy to be a member of the subordinate department of the City Hall, especially that he can receive 12 Silver Puke's salary every month.
He swears that he has never seen so many Yinpuker.
After he told the news to Uncle Sam, Jones could find the envy in his eyes.
It is a pity that Uncle Sam can’t enter the city hall, even if he intercedes with the kinsman, it’s useless.
But what made him hopeful was that the leading kinsman agreed to him that as long as he could find the mineral vein, he would arrange Uncle Sam to the logistics team.
Jones was very happy for this, but he did not rush to tell Uncle Sam that he wanted to wait until the mineral vein was found before sharing the good news with him.
Jones is very confident about this. He believes that he can find mineral veins. Just like the teacher said, he is a genius and a genius in prospecting.
The winter moon is very cold, the snow is flying all over the sky, and the wind is blowing the snow on the face like a knife, cutting the skin painfully.
It is undoubtedly a very hard thing to go out to explore mineral veins in such an environment.
Jones is protected by two kinsmen, and there are two blacksmith uncles with him.
Together they rode the giant bat that took him into the city of dawn, flying in the mountains.
Jones likes the feeling of sitting behind the bat. The refreshment brought by this kind of flying makes him very happy.
And because of the holy light blood in front of him-Lord Henner will use a magic called Mage Shield to isolate the wind and snow.
He didn't feel much cold.
"Master Henner, the colors of those mountains are a bit wrong, maybe we can go down and take a look"
Jones suddenly shined under the unpleasant bat flight.
This place is the twentieth mountain they explored today. It is a huge basin, with tall trees covering the sky in the valley, but now he has discovered a different place.
Jones pointed to the uncovered rock below with excitement on his face. It was the rock in front of this weird gray forest.
Teacher told him that the color of the ore is very different from that of ordinary rocks. As long as you make a careful distinction, you can find the difference. The color of the rock below is not the color of ordinary rocks.
Jones felt his heart beating faster, and he felt that he might gain something this time.
"Okay, then we will go down and have a look"
Henner looked at Jones and nodded. Although he failed countless times in this month, he would never shirk every time he found useful information.
The ancestor Mian specially told him that the ore is extremely important to the blood race, even if there is a chance, he can't let it go.
Use magic to transmit sound to the blood clan on the other bat, and the two magic word bats slowly landed on the ground after several circling.
Because of the heavy snow in winter, the sun did not come out, so although Hunter’s state was slid more severely than at night, he could still hold on.
And there are 5 bottles of magic blood in his pocket, which allows him to maintain a good state during the day.
At this time, the sky just became smaller with snow. Jones was helped by Henner, and his small body got down from the huge magic word bat.
The group of people went down to the ground and discovered that the short trees that they saw in the sky were so tall, huge trees with a height of fifteen blades, like stone pillars full of toughness.
And a thick layer of ice has been formed on the gray bark.
Jones suddenly seemed to have seen something, and trot toward the bare rock with excitement on his face.
The height of only 12 years old looks a little short, and the figure is even thinner in the thick and wide gray cotton coat, walking on the not shallow snowdrift, step by step.
Jones ran to the rock with his face full of excitement. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com picked up one of them, and after careful identification, he turned around excitedly and waved at several people.
"Master Henna, Master Henna, I found it, this is iron ore, this is iron ore!!!"
But what surprised Jones was that Henner, another kinsman, and two old blacksmiths looked behind him with horror, as if they had seen some terrifying demon.
Jones turned his head slightly, and there was a scene in front of him that made his legs soft.
A six-bladed humanoid creature is standing behind him.
On the huge hairless head there is only one one eye, which is bigger than the millstone, and the gray pupils exude cold eyes.
The nostrils turned out to the sky, because of the cold, a thick mist sprayed from the inside. The slightly opened mouth showed sharp and sharp teeth. The soldier's shield might not be able to stop the bite.
The whole body of this humanoid creature is gray with deep folds, like an old tree growing over a long period of time, showing tenacity.
Strong limbs, high and bulging muscles make this humanoid creature full of power. He holds a five-edged wooden stick in his right hand, and the head of the stick is filled with dense sharp stones, full of primitive aura.
Jones swallowed, stammering to highlight the name of a legendary creature.
"Done, Cyclops!!!"
