God of Technology: Creating the Internet in Another World-Chapter 260: Your God Has Come

Chapter 260: Your God Has Come
All the miners gathered around and started digging into this area.
A miner who was fairly close to the first speaker couldn’t help but joke, "Jerry, you’re so lucky! If this place really has mining potential, you’ll pretty much have the donation money secured to send your son to be a cleric at the church."
According to the rules, their exploration teams got a big bonus when they discovered ore veins. As the first discoverer, Jerry alone could get 20%, scholars and supernatural beings split 40%, and everyone else split the remaining 40%.
Jerry had always had a dream—to send his son to learn at some church. As long as he could become a trainee cleric, he’d have a chance to escape the high-risk profession of mining, and his future would change dramatically.
Hearing his companion’s words, Jerry’s expression clearly relaxed a bit, showing a deep smile. But just then, suddenly, the surroundings started shaking.
In the narrow mine shaft, debris kept falling. The supports they’d just secured also started slipping and deforming. Cracks like spider webs began spreading all around them.
"Retreat!"
The accompanying knight saw this situation and his expression changed dramatically. He immediately ordered everyone to flee.
If this many cracks appeared, either the surrounding geology itself had problems, or the legendary monster was coming. Either way, staying here meant certain death.
"My iron ore..."
The people around scattered and ran toward the exit, but Jerry kept digging at the wall, refusing to leave no matter what.
The knight wasn’t about to baby him. He directly grabbed him and ran outside.
They ran frantically, covering about a hundred meters before the ground stopped shaking. But the spider-web-like cracks kept spreading.
No one dared slack off—they continued running madly toward the exit.
But soon, they realized something seemed wrong.
Even if they really encountered a cave-in, it shouldn’t be possible for the cracks to spread like this, right?
It was like... like something was chasing them.
In fact, soon they saw that some branch passages were also cracking. It seemed like their paths had been chosen for them—every time they reached a fork, they found they only had one choice.
Finally, the ground cracking stopped.
But they also didn’t know where exactly they’d run to. They just saw that this should be a natural cave, because the ceiling height was about four meters, and there were no excavation marks around.
"Damn it! Looks like we’re trapped here!"
"What are we gonna do?"
Several people turned their eyes to the scholar and knight, but just then, a hoarse voice rang out. "Of course we dig back. We have to find that iron ore we just discovered. If we follow the cave-in, we’ll definitely find it."
"Jerry! Are you crazy? How could we possibly dig back? We just fled at least five hundred meters. Besides, if you dig back and it keeps collapsing, what will you do?"
"If you won’t dig, I will! I will!" Jerry said, acting like a madman as he ran toward the collapsed area.
The others looked at each other, not knowing what was wrong with Jerry.
Logically speaking, he was an experienced miner—he shouldn’t be acting like this!
Even if there was a big bonus that suddenly disappeared, it wouldn’t be like this... What if he died? Then he’d have nothing. Their death benefit was only a mere 3 gold coins—not enough for anything.
"Don’t pay attention to that guy. He’s already lost it."
The only scholar in the team snorted coldly and stopped looking at Jerry. "Everyone’s trapped here now. If we want to survive, some of the things we’re about to see can’t be leaked out. Otherwise, whether it’s us or our families, we’ll all die without a burial place!"
The miners’ expressions changed one by one. They seemed to have thought of some legend...
"We could scream ourselves hoarse and nobody would hear a damn thing. Even if people outside know we’re in trouble, with such a large-scale cave-in, finding us would be very difficult. Who knows how long it would take, and besides... that’s assuming they’re willing to look for us." The knight also chimed in.
Soon, everyone reached a consensus.
They watched as the scholar quickly used stones to pile up a strange shape, then began muttering in a low voice.
Whatever he was saying, almost no one on site could understand. They could only vaguely hear what sounded like the words "god cave."
If any church members appeared here, they’d be shocked. If the scholar’s operation was correct and got a response, then that would mean... this mine’s tunnels had themselves become a god’s body!
A god of mine tunnels?
Or was it targeted—a Foster Iron Mine god?
Judging from the prayer words, this deity’s body was this mine?
As the scholar prayed, the atmosphere around them seemed to change. The prayer words kept echoing in the cave, the echoes stacking, becoming increasingly eerie. But for some reason, quite a few miners on site were hearing this for the first time, yet gradually they actually started reciting along.
Even Jerry, who had already started going crazy, gradually calmed down and began reading along.
The torches around them started flickering, and vaguely, the light around them seemed to undergo some change.
Many people even held their breath, tense emotions arising naturally, even producing feelings of wanting to convert.
Just then, the tunnel opening Jerry had been hammering at started trembling.
Debris began constantly falling inward.
"Could it be the god coming to save us?"
"The tunnel opening seems to be opening!"
"We’re about to be saved!"
Cries of surprise and joy kept ringing out, but soon, these joyful sounds turned to terror.
Every miner stared dead at the tunnel opening.
It was something with a huge mouth but looked like a worm, with sharp teeth in circles inside its mouth. Just looking at it filled you with incredible fear.
Damn it!
What the hell was this?
Before they could react, Jerry was directly swallowed down. Extremely bloody!
Screams echoed through the space. The scholar’s face instantly went pale, everyone’s faces went pale. The low muttering chants paused, then everyone continued even faster, hoping to get help from the Foster Iron Mine god, hoping to escape from this monster!
However, they despaired.
They actually felt that their prayers were being applied to this monster.
Could it be... this monster was the Foster Iron Mine god?!
BANG—
Suddenly, the wall behind them also started trembling. Finally, with a huge sound, it completely collapsed.
"Your Foster Iron Mine god has come to collect its blood offerings—and you’re still praying?"
A resonant but low voice echoed through the space, pulling the despairing miners back to reality.
Looking toward the sound, they saw dozens of people wearing black armor, not showing a single bit of skin, standing at the collapsed area!