Communication failed?!

Shi Qing was shocked. How could the system fail to send a message?

He didn't give up and sent it a few more times, but it was still a failure. There was no explanation.

Shi Qing's expression instantly turned ugly. Many thoughts ran through his mind, and in an instant, his heart was seized by the worst one. Could it be that something had happened to Qin Mo?

Was that why they couldn't send a message?

What exactly happened?

The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became.

But quickly, he forced himself to calm down. In this unknown world, he couldn't lose his composure. If something really happened to Qin Mo, he would still need his help!

If he panicked now and fell into the trap, what would he do?

Moreover … Shi Qing's heartbeat slowly calmed down. He believed in Qin Mo, believed in his host. Nothing would happen!

After calming down, Shi Qing's mind spun quickly.

Eliminating the worst possibility, there were other possibilities for the communication failure. For example, the distance between him and Qin Mo was too far. It was beyond the range of the system, or it was because of this world.

The system's mission was an exception. It wasn't impossible to have more restrictions.

With this thought, Shi Qing became calmer. But in his heart, he still hoped to find Qin Mo as soon as possible.

He was lost in thought because of this accident, but an angry shout snapped him out of his daze.

The person who came was a tall and thin young man in his thirties. He was dressed similarly to Three Whips Huang, but he was much thinner. But this so-called thinness was only in comparison to Three Whips Huang. Compared to the workers here, he was considered healthy and strong. His face was oily and smooth. One look and one could tell that he was over-nourished.

At this moment, he was waving a two-meter long horsewhip cruelly at a trembling old man with a hunched back. He was cursing, "Can't you do it, huh?

If you can't, then hurry up and die. Don't f * cking take up space and waste food!

You f * cking old man …?

Shi Qing heard half of it and couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He quickly reached out and grabbed the whip, causing the young man to stumble.

The young man didn't expect anyone to resist him. He was stunned when the whip was pulled.

Shi Qing frowned. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

In the next moment, the young man exploded. His slender face was ferocious, and his brown eyes were filled with disgust and disgust. He picked up the whip and waved it at Shi Qing unceremoniously. "Damn it, you trash dare to resist!

Motherf * cker, are you tired of living? "

Shi Qing was bending over to help the old man up. He tilted his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and glared dangerously at the young man. He gently raised his finger, and a thin emerald green strip went straight for the young man's forehead. How could the young man avoid it? He was hit directly, and his eyes widened in an instant.

Pain … Too much pain … It was as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake. The pain spread from his head to his entire body in an instant. The young man's body began to tremble uncontrollably. His eyes rolled back, and he trembled violently for a while before he completely fainted.

Shi Qing didn't even want to look at him. He wouldn't kill anyone, but he wasn't a saint either. He wouldn't let such a disgusting scum go. He would definitely let him eat some bones!

He helped the old man up. The old man's hair was white, and his face was full of wrinkles. His body was all skin and bones, and he was as light as a child.

The old man was saved by Shi Qing, but his eyes were filled with fear and despair. He looked at Shi Qing and said in a trembling voice, "Child … Child, you … You …"

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly coughed violently. It was as if he wanted to cough out half of his internal organs. Shi Qing couldn't bear to watch. He hurriedly guided a trace of spiritual energy into the old man's body to relieve his pain.

The old man stopped coughing, but he was still panting heavily. His eyes were tightly shut, and he slowly calmed down.

His eyebrows relaxed, as if he had distanced himself from the pain. However, Shi Qing suddenly froze. This body had already lost its vitality. The old man had stopped breathing …

Death was something that even he could do nothing about.

In the next moment, an even more shocking scene took place.

The thin old man was still leaning against Shi Qing. His eyes were closed, and he was no longer breathing. He was already dead.

But then, the old man's body began to slowly melt from his limbs. It was clearly a corpse, but it seemed to have been ignited. It turned into a thin layer of gray smoke, and it floated up into the air. Then, it completely disappeared.

Shi Qing had never seen this scene before. He couldn't understand it at all.

When the few youths who followed Shi Qing saw this scene, they first revealed a deep sense of despair. Then, it turned into a completely opposite sense of relief. They closed their eyes, put their palms together, and murmured softly.

When the old man completely disappeared, Shi Qing couldn't help but ask, "Why … Why is it him?"

Why would a human spontaneously turn into ashes after death?

This … How was this possible?

The girl who had spoken to Shi Qing before spoke, "Xiao Qing, you should go. Hurry up and leave. If you can leave, then escape quickly!

They won't let you go. Live as long as you can. It's worth it to go out and see for yourself, even if it's just for a day. "

The girl's voice was trembling. She seemed to be very afraid, but at the same time, there was a faint sense of anticipation and yearning.

Shi Qing frowned and looked at the row of youths. He asked in a low voice, "Why are you all staying here?"

The shortest boy at the end of the row suddenly raised his voice, "Where else can we go?

Aren't we born to work here? "

Shi Qing looked at him. Suddenly, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

He walked past these people and strode forward. Every five to six hundred meters, there was a guardian similar to Three Whip Huang. The difference between them and the miners was that they didn't have any markings on their foreheads.

He caught a man in yellow. Shi Qing's voice was as cold as ice, "Tell me, where is this place?"

The man in yellow's gaze first fell on Shi Qing's forehead. After he saw clearly, his anger rose. He was about to curse when Shi Qing stared at him. His eyes deepened, and a majestic pressure was released. In an instant, the man was suppressed.

Shi Qing's divine sense was released. His black eyes were swirling with a bewitching vortex. The man in yellow stared blankly, then obediently began to speak.

"This is the 8908 mine of the Miya Empire. It has a daily production of 100,000 tons of ore. It occupies …" After a lengthy introduction of the mine, the last sentence made Shi Qing's pupils shrink. "There are a total of 239,658 black clones."

Clones?!

Black clones?

Shi Qing guided him to speak. It was only at this moment that he truly understood the specific situation of this world.

Clones were far from as good as he had imagined.

The development of this technology made up for the declining fertility rate of humans year by year. The available labor force once again crazily expanded, and more resources could be mined. Society developed rapidly, and people's lives were getting better and better. However, the other side of this world was getting darker and darker.

The development of cloning technology to this day was already very mature.

Almost every human could make clones of themselves at will. The operation was simple and the cost was extremely low. However, it was very useful.

The classification system of clones was also very strict.

White clones were the highest, followed by yellow clones, then red, green, blue, and purple. Black clones were the lowest.

The clones had an inverted pentagram between their eyebrows. The so-called color classification was the color of the pentagram.

White clones were completely dependent on the master. They were the master's right-hand men. Every day, they would share memories and experiences with the master. They were usually used for more important and personal work.

Yellow clones were second only to white clones. Most of them were used to learn and record. They were still considered decent. Although they did not follow the master all the time like white clones, they could merge with the master every week. The master needed them to learn things.

Red clones, green clones, blue clones, and purple clones were lowered in that order. Red clones would be sent out for missions. Green and blue clones had very low costs. They were usually left at home to do chores and other trivial things. Purple clones were the level that ordinary civilians could casually copy. Their abilities were slightly lower, and they would do some street cleaning work.

As for black clones, their costs were unimaginably low. They had strength and could endure hardships, but their intelligence was extremely low. They were not suitable for any logical work. The only thing they could do was hard labor.

Black clones could not be considered humans. Because when they were created, they were thrown into the dirtiest places to do the most difficult work.

They were born, but they were thrown away without even seeing their master.

Even until death, they could not merge with their master. No human would want the dirty, boring, and suffocating memories of black clones.

Therefore, black clones had no past and no future. They did not even know who they were.

Did they exist?

If they could not merge with their master, they would not become humans. They were empty and had independent consciousness, but they did not have any sense of existence.

No one treated them as humans. They were cheap, ignorant, and even stupid. Even their master would not want to see their own black clones.

The reason why they were born was that their master needed to sell them in exchange for money.

The reason why they existed was that they had to bear these hard and tiring jobs.

But even until death, they had nothing.

Just like the old man just now, he turned into a wisp of smoke and completely disappeared from the world.

Shi Qing saw himself in the yellow-clothed man's eyes. He saw the black pentagram between his eyebrows that was filled with a strong sense of irony.

Clones?

Why did he become a clone?

Suddenly, he remembered the first time when he had just transmigrated. He was in a daze.

Could it be that he had really been cloned?

And now, he was a clone of himself?

It was too absurd!

Shi Qing was stunned for a long time. The expansion of his divine consciousness allowed him to see very clearly. In this mine, abuse and death were playing out all the time.

The dead black clones turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared lightly. There was not even a trace of pity on the guardian's cold face. It made people feel a chill in the bottom of their hearts.

This world was too abnormal.

Shi Qing retracted his thoughts and gradually calmed down.

Slowly, he calmed down the storm in his chest and had his own ideas.

Regardless of whether the black clones were human or not, they were still living beings.

And all life should be treated with the respect it deserves.

This mine was codenamed 8908. He did not know how many such places there were in this world, but now that he saw one, he had to deal with it.

The mine was very large. There were so many black clones and a large number of humans guarding it at the same time.

But these humans were all ordinary people. Not to mention only a few thousand people, even if there were tens of thousands of them, Shi Qing would not care.

However, he would not start a massacre. Although these people had countless murder cases on their backs, Shi Qing did not think of himself as a law enforcer. He just wanted to liberate this place.

Shi Qing released his divine consciousness and closed his eyes. The pressure suddenly erupted and quickly enveloped everything. In such a scattered place, it would be a waste of time to destroy them one by one. Extinguishing them all at once was the most intimidating.

There was almost no resistance. Under the pressure of such powerful spiritual energy, all the supervisors of the 8908 mine fainted.

The exhausted replicators were all stunned.

Then, a clear, low voice between a teenager and a young man sounded above their heads.

It descended from the sky like a god.

"Leave this place and choose your own life. Whether you live or die, it's all up to you!"

After a short moment of silence, it was complete chaos!

Shi Qing used his divine consciousness to check them one by one. The final result was not something he could control. He opened the door and showed them the way out. Whether they could move forward or not depended on themselves.

Retracting his divine consciousness, Shi Qing looked at the dozen or so teenagers beside him.

The eyes of the youths were filled with fear and reverence. They had never seen or heard of such powerful strength before. Not to mention that this was a low-level black clone, even the most advanced human would not have such an ability.

He was simply … simply a god that only existed in legends.

A god who descended from the sky to save the world!

The teenagers all knelt down in a panic. Because of their timidity, they kept kowtowing.

Shi Qing looked at them and did not stop them. Some things could not be explained and did not need to be explained. But in the end, his heart softened. He took out a large amount of food from his bracelet and placed it on the ground.

Then, without saying anything else, he turned and left.

He wanted to find Qin Mo. He missed him very much.

The uneasiness in his heart gradually increased because of the mark on his forehead.

Clone, was he really a clone?

Then he … where was he?

After leaving the mine, he flew on his sword and consumed a lot of spiritual energy to maintain the high degree of spread of his divine consciousness. This way, he could find Qin Mo in the shortest time possible.

He walked through half of the continent and spent ten days.

He encountered dozens of mines, hundreds of farms … and saw countless black clones.

He opened the door in the same way, causing unprecedented chaos.

Just when Shi Qing thought that he had to search the entire world, a familiar fluctuation appeared.

His heart was suddenly grasped. He felt it. He finally felt Qin Mo's aura.

The excitement in his heart was indescribable. Shi Qing almost rushed over.

The moment he saw Qin Mo, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. The haze of so many days seemed to be swept away.

But when she was only five steps away, Shi Qing's entire body froze.

Beside Qin Mo … there was someone.

Someone who looked exactly like him.

The only difference was that the forehead of that 'Shi Qing' was smooth and there was no mark.

At that moment, Shi Qing felt that his heart had stopped.