“Stop, stop, stop.”
Colin stopped his men who were busy mining. When they all looked over, he pointed behind them:
"Let's get out of here first, there's someone approaching from outside."
"Someone is approaching, another lord?"
Shanna asked, but she didn't doubt it.
She had previously guessed that Colin might have mastered some special abilities that were very different from her magic.
So I didn’t find it too strange and had no intention of asking.
"Yes," Colin nodded, "It's probably caused by the explosion just now. Anyway, evacuate first."
After saying that, everyone swarmed out of the mine quickly.
Otherwise, if someone blocks us here and beats us, the situation will become quite troublesome.
At this time, it was quiet outside the mine. Colin stared at several directions of the gray fog and found that there seemed to be more than one person coming.
It seems that quite a few people came...
The nearest group of people, which also has the largest number of people, is less than one kilometer away from here.
Colin opened the regional channel and scrolled up, only to notice that the explosives had just been detonated, attracting the attention of most people in the area.
The open environment provided very favorable conditions for the propagation of sound, so much so that people several kilometers away noticed this place.
Then word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, many people tried to get closer, coveting the huge profits brought by the saltpeter mine.
However, now many people have started private chats, and the number of messages has suddenly decreased a lot.
Obviously, they were all heading this way.
Colin now only has barrels of explosives, but no corresponding guns or anything like that.
It's okay against anencephalic freaks, but it's a bit lackluster against humans.
Unless the other party came over he would detonate the explosives and kill him, but in that case the gain would be too small.
Especially the lantern is likely to be blown to pieces.
So Colin had no intention of just blowing those people up without even meeting them.
Colin has not yet come into contact with other survivors, so he is not sure how they are doing.
But as the current number one on the list, Colin still has the confidence he should have.
"My Lord, is this a very troublesome matter?" asked No. 2.
"It's not that much trouble... Most of these people want to take a piece of my pocket, but it depends on whether they have the ability to do so."
"Anyway, follow me and go take a look first."
Colin looked at the group of people closest to here, then led everyone over.
Colin buried some explosives along the enemy's predicted route and waited quietly.
Soon, he was able to see faint lights in the gray fog.
In an instant, Colin received good news and bad news.
The good news is that judging by the brightness of the lights alone, they all appear to be holding Pale Filthy Blood.
This means that these survivors usually have no more than five people around them, and are definitely not as big as himself.
But the bad news is that even with the dim and filthy blood, there are nine such lanterns.
Even if he was only accompanied by the initial slaves, their number was several times that of his own!