Zhao Er ignored the corpse on the ground and slammed his twin halberds against the enormous hanging bronze bell.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!!!!"
The bronze bell rang under Zhao Er's blows. Its tolling was nothing like the sounds of fighting below; the thunderous noise carried far through the dark night.
Standing on the raised platform, Zhao Er completely ignored the tremendous waves of sound pouring from the bell and fixed his eyes on the seven people fighting below.
As Zhao Er looked down, the people below also raised their heads toward the platform.
Clearly, the bronze bell Zhao Er had rung had drawn their attention.
"Grab the stuff and run!!!"
But almost immediately, one of them shouted, abandoned the surrounded Jiang Zhi and his companion, and rushed toward the still-intact Logistics Office.
Rows of cabinets stood there, with numerous wooden boxes on top. Some boxes had even fallen to the ground, revealing glimpses of multicolored stones.
Those were the spirit ore stones extracted from the mined rock.
At their leader's shout, the others stopped bothering with Jiang Zhi and his companion and immediately got moving. Some went to grab the ore, while another had already rummaged out a bagful of things and was about to flee.
The five split up. Jiang Zhi and his companion, who had been surrounded moments earlier, neither stopped nor pursued them. Instead, they stood back-to-back and began stuffing medicinal pills into their mouths, watching the five warily.
"Heh heh... now I can tell friend from foe."
On the platform, Zhao Er stopped ringing the bell. Grinning, he gripped his two short halberds tightly, pushed off with his feet, and shot straight into the sky.
"Golden Body!!"
Zhao Er climbed higher and higher. By the time he reached the apex of his leap, pale gold