The sound of the mining pick hammering came from inside the cave.
Tianshui First Line Cave Base is still digging deeper caves. The area that Gufan and everyone saw before is just the tip of the iceberg, and there are more secret restricted areas that are not open to outsiders.
Dust filled the air.
The gravel in the mine continues to crumble, and large amounts of dust and soot are inhaled into the lungs of the miners. The air gradually becomes thinner. The harder people inhale, the more difficult it becomes to breathe, and the lungs feel like they are covered with blood. A layer of silt.
Shen Mengxi was also tapping with a mining pick.
With her thin body, she would be out of breath after running for several hundred meters, and the energy consumed by swinging the mining pick to smash rocks was even more astonishing. After swinging it for a few dozen times, her arms would feel sore and her fingers would become stiff.
"Um?"
"Can't swing anymore?"
"When you were just showing off, you were pretty awesome. Don't forget that you have to do the job for that man too!!"
The unfaithful person in charge of supervision specially observed Xian Mengxi. When her body was soaked with sweat and her ragged clothes were soaked, the mining pick she lifted was like a thousand pounds and it was difficult to swing it anymore.
Snap.
With a whip, Shen Mengxi fell into the mine.
The eyes of the lower class people around him were numb, they had seen too many such things.
"I...can still hold on..."
Shen Mengxi gritted his teeth and stood up again.
Her stiff fingers could hardly grasp the handle, but she still insisted on raising the mining pick and struck the hard rock again.
"Oh."
The unbeliever snorted coldly and glanced around to other places. He found that other miners were slacking off and stopped caring about Shen Mengxi. He stepped forward and whipped him.
This night was extremely long.
Every lower-class person has to endure the same thing.
Shen Mengxi didn't know how she persisted. The handle of the mining pick was stained with blood, and the sweat mixed with the blood stains from the whip stained her clothes. Her firm consciousness was almost reaching its limit.
"I actually managed to hold on."
The unbeliever looked at Shen Mengxi and sneered, then turned to the other inferiors and said, "You have three hours to rest."
This is their rest time.
There are only three hours in a day, which is squeezed to the extreme.
As if they were receiving an amnesty, this group of low-class people dragged their tired bodies towards the simple wooden houses in the mountains. Another group of low-class workers were quickly replaced and continued working.
"This is to punish us to death."
"Inferior people really have no human rights. We can't last a month like this."
"Haha, they want us to die. Don't forget that we have inferior blood flowing in our bodies. It would be better if we die out under their pressure."
Several new low-class people commented that this kind of life was worse than a dog.
"Shh!"
"Don't speak so loudly, if the unbelievers hear it, you will be whipped again."
The coward who was living quietly showed fear in his eyes, and looked at the position of the unbeliever with a guilty conscience, and then he felt relieved.
They...were really defeated.
Shen Mengxi returned to her bed, where more than a dozen people lived in a dilapidated wooden house with drafts on all sides.
The cold wooden bed was covered with a pile of weeds, and the simple bedding exuded the smell of sweat and blood. It seemed that it had experienced several owners.
Such a shabby configuration in the cold winter could not make the exhausted body feel the slightest warmth. Shen Mengxi was already weak, and the exhausted body was trembling with pain, and became even stiffer after being blown by the cold wind.
Snap.
At this moment, the door of the wooden house was kicked open.
Several burly men came out. They all had big scars on their faces, and they were obviously lower-class people.
Several people looked like wolves.
They stared at Shen Mengxi hungrily and came with lewd smiles on their faces.
Shen Mengxi remembered them. In the mine just now, these "old people" who had lived for a long time would occasionally be lazy, but they did not give any punishment to the unbelievers.
I vaguely heard some people discussing that these "old people" will help the unbelievers educate novices, so they are quite useful, and the occasional laziness and wantonness are still within the tolerance range.
"Hey!"
"We old people need to educate the new people."
"There is a girl who is disobedient today. I need to let you know what you can and can't do."
Those big men walked towards Shen Mengxi's bed. They could guess what they wanted to do with their buttocks. The tired and trembling Shen Mengxi immediately jumped off the bed and shouted sternly: "The unbelievers have set the rules. The lower class are not allowed to have children." mating……"
Before he could finish speaking.
The big man slapped Shen Mengxi on the face, knocking her to the ground.
"Little girl, you don't know yet."
"The food of the lower class contains sterilization medicine."
What!!
Shen Mengxi was even more shocked after hearing this.
In that black filth, there are actually drugs that can make people infertile. If they take it for a long time, they will completely lose the right to be a mother.
"Besides, we are only educating and punishing you, it does not count as a violation, hehehe."
The big man laughed obscenely, grabbed Shen Mengxi's hair and pressed it on the bed. However, at this moment, the seemingly weak woman suddenly took out a handful of wooden thorns, which were made from sharp branches picked from the mountains. Broken weapons.
The wooden thorn pierced into the neck, but it was Shen Mengxi's own neck.
"Let me go!!"
"Otherwise, I will stab myself to death. Even if you die, the unbelievers will not let you go!!"
Shen Mengxi did not attack the man, but stabbed herself with a wooden thorn. The sharp part had penetrated deeply into the flesh, and it seemed that if it penetrated further, it would cut the blood vessel. Her firm eyes told the man that she was not kidding.
If she does it again, she may really commit suicide.
So cruel!
This woman is so cruel to herself.
She is very rational. If a wooden thorn is inserted into a big man's neck, she will not be able to escape responsibility for killing someone, and may even be expelled from the base.
The only way to ensure their own safety was to threaten their lives. The big men had dark faces and felt very troubled. I had never seen a woman react so violently.
"good!"
"You are cruel."
"Please remember, this matter is not over yet."
The big man finally let go of Shen Mengxi, looked at her hard again, said a few harsh words and left with her.
After a few people left, the dormitory became a mess.
There was a kind-hearted person who was a little psychic and shook his head and sighed: "Girl, you are in trouble. The man just called Lai Gou. He is a scoundrel as his name suggests. If we, the lower class, offend him, we will not get any good fruits."
Shen Mengxi put down the wooden thorn with a confused look on her face.
She didn't understand why there was such a big gap between the same people.
Just because of blood, low-class people have to live a life inferior to pigs and dogs. The most outrageous thing is not only that the unbelievers will bully them, but also that the low-class people themselves are not united. It is normal for the stronger ones to bully their own kind.
Unconsciously, two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of my eyes.
She is too difficult.
Unknowingly, she fell into sleep.
Vaguely, Shen Mengxi felt a man sitting next to her.