While supervising his clone's cultivation during the day, Qin Ze continued to explore the spatial restrictions that permeated the depths of the entire underground city.
The more Qin Ze investigated, the more he marveled at the divine skill of the person who set up the formation.
Such a massive restriction had absolutely no loopholes.
Moreover, Qin Ze discovered that this restriction was not only buried beneath the Underground City No. 1, but was also extending outwards.
Qin Ze infiltrated the Temple Army, left the city, and briefly explored the area.
This leads to the conclusion that this restriction is almost entirely present beneath every inch of sand in the world.
Late at night, Qin Ze returned home after going out.
This is his fourth day in the Abyss during his time with the Sand Race.
With the help of his Thousand Faces ability and invincible Shelter Space, Qin Ze has already explored Underground City No. 1 and several nearby dungeons.
In other dungeons, there are many hungry rats; compared to other dungeons, Underground City No. 1 is simply paradise.
Apart from Underground City No. 1, the other dungeons have no temples or warriors, only a squad of the Temple Army stationed there.
Qin Ze discovered that the Source of Life of the rats in the underground city was slowly draining away.
The lost Source of Life all converged within the underground restrictions, a phenomenon observed in several consecutive underground cities.
These underground cities reeked of foul odors and were teeming with poorly clothed rats.
They didn't have any decent houses; they were almost entirely in the open.
The underground city has virtually no sunlight, 24 hours a day.
The light is only provided for half an hour each day during mealtimes.
The Temple Army would use drone-like devices to sprinkle basins of yellow paste throughout the city.
The residents, like pigs, knelt on the ground and wolfed down their food.
These underground rats can only maintain the bare minimum of energy intake each day.
In addition, they reproduce in large numbers.
Every day, many mice die, but many more are born.
Unlike the Sand Race in Underground City No. 1, the Sand Race in other dungeons were like pigsties.
They were mentally unstable and acted solely on instinct.
Every day, besides fighting for food, they spend their time reproducing.
Aside from looking somewhat like humans, they are actually real mice.
Qin Ze didn't know if the residents of Underground City No. 1 knew about the other dungeons, nor did he know what they would think if they did.
But Qin Ze was certain that the temple knew all of this.
They deliberately kept their people in captivity, slowly draining their Source of Life and using them as nourishment.
Qin Ze stretched and recalled the clone that had been "standing guard" for him today.
"Alright, that's all for you. Go and cultivate."
Clone: "..."
Miss Sword Case flew over. "Did you find anything?"
Qin Ze recounted the horrific scenes he had witnessed in other underground cities that day.
Miss Sword Case, overflowing with maternal love, exclaimed, "They're so pitiful!"
Qin Ze said, "Before that, can you at least take care of your child?"
"Damn it, the Earth Element Flying Sword has turned the bed into a sieve again!"
The Earth Element Flying Sword, suddenly called out, sprang to attention and immediately flew behind the other two.
Compared to Water Element and Fire Element, Earth Element Flying Sword are incredibly active.
It's like a husky, always causing trouble everywhere.
Upon hearing this, Miss Sword Case angrily went to discipline the disobedient child.
"You come here right now!"
Qin Ze shook his head. He had only recently learned that Miss Sword Case had this side to her.
Brother Devour said in the Local Area Network: "One race supports one city."
"It can only be said that each civilization has its own unique characteristics."
Qin Ze shook his head. "It's not just Underground City No. 1 that's being supported, but also their god."
The Source of Life that was extracted was not small.
Qin Ze speculated that the Sand God and the Heart of Machinery were hidden beneath the restriction.
Those Source of Life are inextricably linked to both.
Qin Ze said calmly, "This world probably didn't perish naturally. If nothing unexpected happens, its power, like the Source of Life, was gradually absorbed by the filth beneath the barrier, eventually becoming what it is now."
In such harsh conditions, rats are indeed the creatures most likely to survive.
It can both reproduce in large numbers to provide nutrients and train a group of martial artists to serve as subordinates, achieving two goals at once.
The emergence of the Sand Race Civilization was not the result of natural selection, but rather the intervention of the Sand God.
The Dharma King said, "From this perspective, the Sand God is indeed very strange."
"He was imprisoned deep underground, never seeing the light of day, and could only survive by drawing Source of Life from the rats."
"That guy is no good!"
Qin Ze said calmly, "Faced with a delicious and tempting rabbit, the gray wolf will eventually bare its fangs; it's only a matter of time."
This hunt for the Chaos Beast is an opportunity.
The Sand God once said that the Chaos Seed was prepared for him.
Since that's the case, he should accept everything without any problem, right?
Looking out the window at the newly renovated Central Street, Qin Ze muttered to himself, "Someone's coming."
thump thump thump--
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Upon hearing the noise, Miss Sword Case was disciplining the children, picked up the three children, leaned against the wall, and pretended to be just an ordinary Sword Case.
A moment later, Sha Zhenzhu said from outside the door, "Senior, we've discovered traces of the Chaos Beast."
Somewhere in the Abyss.
The cyborg knelt on one knee, picked up a handful of dirt from the ground, and examined it with a scanning beam.
"It came."
The cyborg opened its hands, and dirt flowed from between its fingers.
The Night Clan woman's eyes turned as black as ink. She looked around. "Those damned rats are nearby too."
The cyborg slowly rose. "Find a way to capture a tongue to determine the location of their world."
During their hunt for the Chaos Beast, the duo encountered the Sand Race several times.
The Night Clan woman didn't notice anything amiss; she simply mistook them for opportunistic thieves.
The Abyss is now in complete chaos.
Many worlds send advance troops to take advantage of the chaos, mostly targeting those who have just lost their world and are wandering in the Abyss.
However, the cyborgs, who were followers of the God of Machinery, sensed the power of the God of Machinery from the Sand Race.
This matter must be thoroughly investigated; its priority even surpasses the hunting of the Chaos Beast.
The robot said, "It's been affected by my interference; it can't get very far."
"Search carefully, don't let those damned rats get there first."
The robots believed that the Sand Race had defiled the God of Machinery.
This civilization must be wiped out of the Abyss.
The Night Clan woman nodded, and a pair of black wings unfurled behind her, intending to ascend into the sky and take a look.
Rumble--
The ground suddenly trembled violently, as if a thousand troops were galloping ahead.
The Night Clan woman spread her wings and took flight, only to see a large wave of strange beasts attacking from the distant horizon.
The woman's expression changed drastically. "It's a beast tide, numbering around 100,000."