Chapter 68: Traitor, the Beginning of the Collapse of Credit

There is only one gate in front of the castle.

Because it is a double-door gate, it looks unusually heavy. There is also a simple small door for entering and exiting next to the gate.

The small door was pushed open, and a small group of dog-headed people walked out.

Unlike the exploration team, this team consists of 12 dog-headed people, including 6 warriors in the front, 3 warlocks in the middle, and 3 warriors in the back.

Through the telescope, Su Mo saw the purpose in the eyes of the dog-headed team.

They are coming in this direction!

However, the marching speed of the dog-headed team is not fast. It does not seem to be chasing something, but it seems to be going to a place to do business.

"Is this group of people going to the saltpeter mine?"

After a slight guess, it seems that the two sides are still less than a thousand meters apart.

Turning his head, Su Mo summoned the fine iron electric spear from the storage space, and stabbed the captive dog-headed man beside him without saying a word.

Although this spear did not have the bonus of electric power, under the terrifying power of Su Mo, it still cut the head of the dog-headed captive solidly.

Seeing that the red and white were about to be pulled out with the spear tip and left on the ground, Su Mo had an idea and put the body into the burial barrel made in the storage space.

When you are in the world, you should be ruthless when you need to be ruthless.

Since the mission of the dog-headed captive has been completed, there is no need to talk nonsense. Sending him back to the embrace of the dog-headed ancestor god is the greatest kindness to him.

"This group of people cannot be killed for the time being. Follow them and see what they are doing."

If the twelve-man dog-headed team hides in the dog-headed saltpeter camp or guards the dog-headed castle, it may still be a difficult problem.

But when they came to the wild, Su Mo was 100% sure to wipe out all the dog-headed people in one fell swoop.

After observing a few more times, he saw that the dog-headed team had not changed direction at a distance of about 500 meters.

Putting his mind aside, Su Mo hunched over and quickly retreated along the flank.

Oreo beside him also immediately understood Su Mo's meaning and followed Su Mo to run in the wilderness.

The man and the dog were free of worries, coming and going without a trace.

Lying on the grass not far away with Oreo, Su Mo coldly watched the dog-headed team passing by, without noticing that he was lying here at all.

The dog-headed team was in a very loose formation during the march.

Even the two dog-headed warlocks walked in the middle of the team, whispering to each other, and I don't know what they were talking about. Sometimes they laughed, and sometimes they looked up to the sky and howled, so happy.

"Oreo, wait a minute, go around to the front and see if there are any dog-headed people in front to support you. If there are, come back and tell me in time, I will follow them."

Su Mo stretched out his hands, touched Oreo's round dog head through his battle uniform, and gave instructions in a low voice.

Oreo, who could understand human language, nodded, let out a low howl, and rushed forward.

Compared to the slow marching of the dog-headed people, Oreo, who was on all fours, was frighteningly fast.

In just five or six breaths, he had already caught up with the dog-headed team and went around the flank to the front of the dog-headed people.

"Okay!"

Standing up, Su Mo quickly came to the high slope, and after confirming again and again that there was no second team in the dog-headed castle, he trotted and followed.

From the saltpeter camp to the dog-headed castle.

The distance between the two places was not far when measured by a go-kart.

But it took more than an hour of walking by human strength before Su Mo followed the dog-headed team back to the saltpeter camp.

Far away, less than 500 meters away, was the temporary defense camp built by the dog-headed people.

Several huge wooden spikes were sharpened and placed horizontally in front of the camp gate.

On the fences around the camp, there are also wooden barbs that will make people with trypophobia dizzy.

There are two reconnaissance towers about ten meters high, erected on both sides of the camp, responsible for reconnaissance of the surrounding terrain.

Such a layout not only did not make Su Mo feel confused, but a sense of familiarity emerged.

"If I didn't see these dog-headed people, I'm afraid I would really think this is a shelter camp built by humans."

With a self-deprecating smile, Su Mo took out a telescope and looked at the saltpeter mine.

From the first observation of these miners to the round trip, about two hours passed.

But the people in the mine were still being exploited, mining hard under the scorching sun.

This time the distance was closer, and Su Mo could see the pain and numbness on the miners' faces more clearly through the telescope.

Standing on the hillside, you can see the whole picture of the mine. At that time, there were more than fifty miners.

At this time, lying around the camp, you can only see one side of the mine.

"There are currently twelve yellow people, seventeen black people, and six white people that can be clearly seen in the field of vision."

"Huh? Why don't these two people need to mine?"

Under the telescope, Su Mo's face was filled with surprise.

In the field of vision, other people were working hard to mine, and the sweat on their faces slid down, diluting the black soil and forming clearly visible marks.

But around these miners, there were two people holding wooden spears, walking around, and they didn't look like miners at all.

Take off the telescope, rub your eyes that are a little sore due to long-term focusing and observation, and wait for a while to ease, then Su Mo looks again.

This time, he can see the skin color of the two people clearly.

"One yellow, one white"

"Is this the supervisor?"

Where there are people, there are classes. Even if they become slaves of the dog-headed man, it is normal for two so-called supervisors to be born.

However, the next second, after moving the telescope, Su Mo's anger rose up.

In the big house in the center of the camp, you can clearly see a man who looks a bit like an island country, sitting in front of the dog-headed man and chatting and laughing.

The three warlock dog-headed men who came from the castle earlier were sitting in front of the man, making gestures, and I don’t know what they were saying.

"Damn it, this guy eats better than me, lives more comfortably than me, I don’t know how much blood and sweat he squeezed!"

Others were mining and sweating.

The man in the house was sitting in front of a grill, turning the grill wantonly, and occasionally sprinkling a handful of what should be seasoning on it.

Even if he couldn't smell the seasoning sprinkled on the meat, the agitated smell.

Su Mo could also make up a little from the memory of the earth.

Time passed by every second.

Su Mo kept watching the man grill the meat, and then cut it with a knife and put it into the bowl of the dog-headed man. After everyone finished eating together, they walked out of the wooden house and talked in the center of the camp.

During this process, even Oreo was a little anxious, but Su Mo's heart was calm.

"Damn it, I said why this person is so familiar"

Through the telescope, you can see the ugly face of the man in the center of the camp who betrayed humanity and became a "human traitor".

At the same time, it also evoked a small fragment of Su Mo's memory.

"If I remember correctly, this dog thing should be called Kento Maeda"

"After the first version update, I seem to have seen this person's speech in the world chat panel"

Little by little, as Su Mo worked hard to dig, memories began to emerge.

"This person seemed to be looking for people with good character to keep warm together, but unexpectedly, it was a standard fishing enforcement!"

In the already dangerous wasteland world.

At this time, the profession of "human traitor" suddenly emerged.

Suddenly, Su Mo only felt that the game chat panel was used by those with ulterior motives, exposing all kinds of malice.

Perhaps in the early stage, the chat panel is a powerful tool for everyone to communicate.

But the further you go, the more difficult it is to figure out the character of everyone who speaks on the chat panel, whether they are good or bad, and whether their words are malicious.

At that time, personal credibility will collapse, and no one will trust unfamiliar people.

In addition to the official shelters, privately built shelters will be full of intrigue.

The remaining lone wolf can only be alone in the doomsday.

"I'm afraid that Magu has gone through 19 disasters alone and is unwilling to find companions. This is also a true portrayal of the collapse of trust between people."

The more he thought about it, the more he looked at Maeda Kento, who hadn't even wiped the oil off his mouth at this time, and Su Mo's murderous intent was fierce in his heart.

This child must not be left!