Chapter 547:

The wild red character guards took him through the vast caves and winding passages, which seemed to be a great world. Its richness is surprising. Dean Lee Bad is a person, a person, facing death in a form he does not yet know, and his wild experience soon flooded him, he seemed to numb all normal emotions. However, after all this, the engineer's mind is all working, his eyes flickering from side to side, trying to see and understand the changing panorama of the underground world.
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There are red and yellow men everywhere. But at a glance, it can be seen that the yellow giant is a group of hard laborers, slaves driven by red.
Their large objects emit orange flames, and the heat reflected by the flames is used to melt the metal in the ore. Gold and silver, as well as other metals, Larsen couldn't distinguish in the half-light-the glow of molten objects came from every distant cave where the passage opened.
The sheer miracle overwhelmed him. His own danger, even waiting for his death, was forgotten.
The world in the world-who knows how far it extends? The Moor lives on a huge number of thousands of inhabitants of the underground world, while his own world has been in ignorance. Here is a kind of civilization that has now broken the barrier that separates this world from the upper world; the two merge into one. Suddenly, Li Bai thought of the wild and terrible threats brought about by those obstacles breaking.
When Dean's scream stopped, they were walking through a wider hall. They are looking to the side where the smoke is leaning on the side. One of the red numbers was staggered from the clouds and stopped. Two yellow rats followed.
The red rat is unarmed. Every yellow person has a flamethrower, so familiar now. His own remained silent. They stopped, looking at the others expectantly.
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In the silence of the rock room, the only red man gave the order. One of the two yellow men put his weapon on the floor. Another sharp command came, and the remaining workers did not hesitate to push the green explosion of their projector to his comrades.
This was done in one second, and within one second, the giant's scream ended with a flash of flame, for which his own flesh was fuel. A wisp of smoke, nothing more. After a moment of silence, the red creatures in charge of Li Huai filled the room with hoarse noises, and at the same time they screamed to recognize the spectacle.
But his lips were whispering, he was thinking about these thoughts so intently. "Damn red beast! The flames of that devil hit some sulfur, I thought-burn it to _2-and he got it!"
But even though he was looking for words in his mind to describe the evil of this red race, he was still aware of another fact. These yellow giants, perhaps thousands of people, are helpless by their red masters. They will do as they say. Dimly, through his fearful mind, came a picture of a group of red and yellow beasts scattered in the upper world.
Now some fear filled Dean Lee's bad heart, shocking him, but only half of the people were afraid of it. However, the fear is not for himself, but for a lonely man who is firmly grasped by these red beasts-he is afraid for all mankind.
The guards are catching up with him, but now there is almost no scene of the frenetic activity they passed. He thought of another idea.
That shaft, he drilled a hole himself, what damage did it do? He broke the barrier. His exercises tell these beasts that there are other lives on them. It guided them. They realized that they were close to other places where people were working and had dug a tunnel in the rock. They followed up these forgotten passages that led to ancient craters, ascending inside the volcano, through the summit, and into another world-a clean, sunny world.
Now, Li Badi's eyes have a new understanding and he understands his activities.
The mining business was left behind. Here is a branch passage, a huge cave-like room, which is actually a world. Throughout the process, the demonic figures hurriedly drove thousands of yellow slaves, where the light shone from countless metal weapons, flame throwers and other weapons, and Li Huai could not determine its nature. It's like a country shouting and hurried everywhere in the throes of war.
His speculation suddenly ended. They are approaching a room, an empty place. Higher on the farther wall is a recess in the rock, and the flame's tongue licks up hungry. The continuous hot wind put out the fire. Near the fire, there is no heat, a savage figure poses in a grotesque and terrible posture, but his voice echoes with hoarseness.
Below is a crowd of red crowds on the rock floor.
"Fire worshiper!" Explanatory thoughts flashed through Dean Lee's mind. "Maybe this is one of their holy places, maybe a place of sacrifice, he was taken there, helpless, and captured!"
His response from the Sheriff in Cocos County was exactly as Li Huai expected. Smith stood in front of him, a shattered Smith with dirty face and hands. He walked onto the highway and drove to the nearest town. Now he found Sheriff Jack Donner. The gentleman leaned on the old chair behind his dilapidated table with a tolerant attitude. Look at this young man.
He admitted: "Now, this is very interesting, what are you talking about." "The basin, the ancient crater and the red devil make everything on fire. Since this ban came into effect, I have heard some wild voices, some boys started I lost my life, but you must have defeated everyone. Guess the way I might have to go to see what kind of cactus wine they are."
"It means I was drunk or lying." The voice suddenly became angry, but the sheriff looked at him unwaveringly.
"Well, son, I will let you down. You look a little sober."
Smith ignored his meaning and dispelled his anger.
"Mr. Downer, can I use your phone?" he asked.
He called Eriksson’s office and his colleagues in Los Angeles and told the audience as much as possible to tell him what happened. Although Mr. Erickson at the other end used different words, he gave the same answer as the sheriff.
He said: "I refuse to listen to such savage remarks." "If, as you said, our property is destroyed and accounting will be carried out, you may be sure. Now, Mr. Smith, please speak directly. Tell me Li Huai, no matter where he is, he can come to see me immediately."
"But I tell you, he has been arrested," Smith said desperately. "he's gone."
The reply said: "I would rather we find him." "He had better act on his own. His relationship with us will be severed, and all drilling operations in the basin will be suspended, but Mr. Larson will find out that his own Responsibility is not so easy to escape."
The sheriff must not fail to realize the nature of the dialogue. He must have wondered that Smith's tired face showed a satisfied smile.
"You mean you passed?" he demanded. "Are you going to give up Li Bad's job?"
"Yes," Mr. Erickson responded clearly.
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When the phone clicked in his ear, Missy turned to the sheriff again. "That made my hand loose," he said vaguely. "Please call again."
Then said to the operator: "Please give me the office of the San Francisco Electric and Lighting Company. I will talk to the president."
The Sheriff of Cocos County chuckled softly. He said to Smithy: "You will speak with the 16th assistant secretary of the president." "And I took back what I said before-now I know you are a fool. By the way, son, such a call requires Spend money. I hope you will not ignore \'-"
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