Chapter 291: Mining
"There is no shame in patience. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info. β
Coloros muttered this sentence repeatedly, then nodded, "Boss, I see!" He changed his words, touched his head and said: "Maybe the bald and fat **** will come later, I have to call him boss, but you are the only boss in my heart!" β
"Hmm." Ka Yue smiled for the first time since entering the black prison.
Wren got up and walked around, keeping his surroundings in mind, and by the way, to see if there was anything that worked.
As mentioned earlier, this black prison is forty or fifty square meters in size, and there is an iron bed at the front, the bedding on the top is extremely dirty, and it has not been washed for a long time, and there is a bench next to it, which is the exclusive seat of the bald head.
On both sides of the cell were six iron beds, and looking around the entire space, plus the nearly twenty prisoners of them, there were only seven beds!
The ground is wet, because the extremely cold ice field is full of ice and snow, and there is a lot of water seeping into the ground, and the soil is wet. The top of the head is simply covered with mud, and two drops of water drip from time to time, almost like a drizzle.
After a long time, the water accumulates more and more and cannot be discharged, and this situation is formed. The water in the black prison is about a centimeter deep, and the water is formed by melting snow and ice, which is cold to the touch.
How do you sleep without a bed? Wren's heart sank to the bottom.
There must be a master in those seven iron beds, and it is not their turn to live on them. The foul smell stood in my nose, and if I looked closely, there were tiny white insects floating in the water on the walls and floors, and I couldn't name them, and they looked disgusting.
The environment is extremely poor, and it is much better than the iron house at the time of the assessment.
After getting out of the cruel assessment for more than a month, the next thing to face is the black prison, but Wren's fighting spirit has not faded at all, and he now has several more goals that must be completed and can't wait to be completed!
Kill Mimer, kill Nador, kill that bald fat!
The prerequisite for doing this is patience.
Endure until the day when they are strong, how they treat themselves, Wren will double the reward! People are good at being bullied, and the experience of the extremely cold ice field taught Wren this truth.
Da Da Da ...
A neat footstep gradually approached, and first on the road were two men in uniform from law enforcement officers, with long swords pinned to their waists, holding hemp ropes the thickness of a small arm, and tying a group of prisoners.
The law enforcement officer on the left opened the cell door with a cold face and shouted, "Get in, a bunch of brutes!" β
The lawless bald fat in the cell nodded honestly, and the law enforcement team untied the hemp rope tied to his handcuffs, and the bald fat walked in very lightly.
The order was maintained, and the law enforcement team released the prisoners one by one and sent them to the prison, and after everyone came in, an old man walked in with a three-story rusty food truck.
"Now let's start distributing food, line up, and bring your bowls!" The law enforcement officer said coldly.
The first layer of the food truck is rice, which is mixed with a lot of black things, and I don't know if I will break my stomach if I eat it.
The second layer is a small pile of salted fish, about the size of an index finger. The third floor is planted with green vegetables.
The head of the line is still bald and fat, he stretched out his fat hand and respectfully held a broken bowl, the old man filled him with rice with a dirty rice spoon with dizzy eyes, grabbed two salted fish with his hands, and then put a little vegetables.
The bald fat nodded gratefully, stepped aside, and it was the next turn.
Wren noticed something strange, he thought that everyone had vegetables, but except for the first seven, the rest of the people could only get a little rice and a salted fish. Salted fish are less than four centimeters long, and they are far less fat than bald heads in terms of number and size.
But the others did not complain, as if they were accustomed to it.
Everyone was distributed to the food, and only Wren was left with them.
He hadn't eaten since morning, and Wren's stomach was growling.
Boom.
Three brand-new iron bowls and pale yellow linen clothes were thrown on the ground, and the law enforcer glanced at them and said, "These are yours." β
With the bowls, the three of Wren came to the dining car, and the old man served them riceβno vegetables, half a bowl of rice, a salted fish, and a very different treatment from the bald head.
A group of people began to eat, the process was quiet and there was no noise, the law enforcement team nodded with satisfaction, clicked the death row door and left.
Wren and the others sat on the other side of the corner, far away from the bald fat, and since he didn't make a fuss, Wren certainly didn't bother to pay attention to him.
There were no chopsticks, and the prisoners grabbed them directly with their hands, and Wren followed suit, although the rice was hot and had a strange taste in the mouth, but in all fairness, it tasted much stronger than the black sweet potato.
- "Who let you eat it?" β
The one who spoke was a man of about forty years old, very tall, with long, stray greasy hair covering his eyes and tattered clothes showing his chest.
His voice was sharp and mean, and he stood up and kicked Wren in the face, snatching his job.
"You!" Coloros stood up, his shoulders trembling and his eyes bloodshot. Wren grabbed him.
It's not time yet, endure, endure!
"Huh?!"
The tall man roared angrily, and the spit spat splashed in Kororos's face, and he grabbed Kororos by the collar, "What did you just say?" Want to die? β
A straight punch slammed into Coloros' nose, causing blood to flow and fall into the meal.
"Cut." Seeing this, the tall man regretted it a little, he held the rice bowl he had snatched from Wren in his left hand, and glanced at Ka Yue again, "Do you hand it over yourself, or let me do it?" β
Ka Yue was silent, and put the rice bowl at his feet expressionlessly, which caused everyone to laugh.
"Haha, those little cubs are cowardly!"
"Sixth, I won, you owe me a sum! I'll just say, who will resist us in the Black Prison? β
"Why, let's have some fun with these little guys tonight, right? Anyway, as long as you can't die, the guards won't care. β
"Silence!"
The bald head and fat roared roughly, and after the law enforcement team left, he shook his body and became the boss again.
He walked up to Wren and the others, and the other prisoners came forward to watch the show.
"Call the boss to listen."
Wren pursed his lips, his nails pinched the flesh and blood in his palm, and his heart ached. (I'm going to kill you!) I'll kill you! οΌ
"Boss." As if having lost all his strength, he sat down on the ground in a decadent manner.
The bald fat let out a series of maniacian laughs, "Did the brethren see his expression?" Laugh at me haha. β
"Good performance, I'll let you go for now, next one."
Kororos was angry, Kayue pinched him, and then he lowered his head and shouted, "Boss." β
Syllable!
A kick to the side of Kororos' face, so hard that he hit his head against the railing of the steel cage, and the crowd laughed wildly again.
"Next."
"Boss." Ka Yue was still expressionless.
Mining
After teaching Kororos a lesson, the bald head seemed to lose his mood, and waved his hand, "Spare you today, bamboo pole, and teach a few little stinky cubs the rules." β
"Yes, Boss!" Bamboo Pole smiled flatteringly, and handed Wren and Kayue's brand new rice bowl to the bald fat, who poured his food into the new bowl, threw his broken bowl on Kororos's head, and sat on the bench to enjoy it.
Seeing this, the others broke the salted fish in the rice bowl in half and handed over half to the bald fat. Soon, the two bowls were full.
The tall man named Bamboo Pole said loudly: "Listen up, little farts cubs, the rules are only said once, whoever dares to offend will be punished with thirty boards!" β
"First, the orders of the bald fat boss in the black prison are everything, and they need to be absolutely obeyed!"
"Second, don't look directly into the boss's eyes, keep your head down and speak!"
"Third, take the initiative to take on the hardest and most tiring work when mining underground!"
"Fourth, the best part of the meal should be handed over in half!"
"Do you understand?" The bamboo pole roared.
"Understood." The anger in the three of Wren was about to explode, but they had to pretend to be obedient.
"That's good, by the way, the prisoner with the iron bed is called the foreman, and he is the boss of you prisoners, of course, the bald head is the boss of the boss!"
After finishing speaking, the bamboo pole returned to his own iron bed and began to eat, everyone took care of their own food, Wren was hungry, but there was not even a rice bowl by his side.
Next to him, Kororos swallowed, picked up the bowl that fell on the ground, the rice in it was stained with his blood, put it on the three-person heavy sword, and said sullenly: "Let's eat together." β
The unpleasant meal time ended quickly, and a small bowl of rice was gone in one big bite per person, and it was not enough to fill the stomach at all.
There was no light to see underground, and he couldn't be sure what time it was, but a deep sense of sleepiness came over him, and Wren didn't dare to lie on the ground, because the cold water made him unable to sleep, so he had to lean against the wall and use a lot of strength to fall asleep.
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The next day, Wren was awakened by the rapid and loud ringing of a bell.
"Bastards, don't sleep, it's time to work!"
It's still yesterday's law enforcement officer, he has a well-cut mustache, huge eyes like copper bells, like a rough and upright kind of person.
Wren opened his eyes and was sore all over, his feet had been soaked in stagnant water all night, making his skin white and thick, and his spirit was also sluggish.
Click.
The cell door opened, and the mustachioed law enforcement officer pointed to the bald head and urged: "Hurry up, don't waste time." β
Just like when he came back last night, a thick hemp rope strung everyone on it like a string of grasshoppers, and Wren was at the end, following the law enforcement team down the narrow and dark corridor.
After turning two corners, they continued deeper from a downward iron staircase, and after walking for about twenty seconds, the clash of iron tools and the noise of ping-pong were heard.
There is light in front of the stairs and it is the exit.
- "Hey, bastard over there, don't be lazy with me!" β
As soon as he came out, he heard a loud voice roaring, and he swung his whip at the back of a prisoner, and his clothes were torn, and his flesh was rolled up, and the prisoner fell to the ground with a pale cry.
He pulled a full cart, the cart was full of black ore, the prisoner who was knocked down by the law enforcement team did not dare to stay too long, biting his lip and bleeding out, he forcibly stood up and smiled at the law enforcement team, so he dared to hurriedly pull the car away.
"Over there, hurry up!"
"Okay, it's okay, put it down!"
"You go to the east and call two more people over, and you find an energy crystal here!"
"Today's output is good, work hard, add vegetables at night, and add meat to the foreman, haha!"
"Whew!" A group of working prisoners shouted excitedly, and being able to eat meat in a black prison was definitely a heavenly treatment.
The atmosphere filled the underground excavation site, and the constant noise and noise shook people's ears, and the sound of the adepts bombarding the land and digging deep was like a bomb.
Wren looked around with wide eyes, and said in his heart: This is the black prison?
The law enforcement team led them to a man dressed in black who was sitting behind a wooden table.
The man was quite handsome, and his fair skin looked nondescript compared to the dark environment.
The man from the law enforcement team propped his hands on the table: "How was that last time?" β
The person behind the desk glanced at him and said arrogantly, "Is there anything I can't do in the black prison?" β
"Haha!" The man from the law enforcement team patted him on the shoulder, "There will be heavy thanks, there will be heavy thanks!" Then he pointed to Rennes and a group of people, "There are a total of twenty people in the 17th room, where is there a shortage of people today?" β
The fair-skinned man picked up a small notebook and flipped through it and said, "There are seven points left over there, as well as transportation and testing, and there are a lot of empty ones." β
Nodding, the man from the law enforcement team waved his hand at the bald fat: "Give you a minute to allocate it." β
"Yes, Lord Moss!" The bald fat bowed respectfully, turned around and coughed, and asked with a straight face, "Where do you want to go?" β
Wren's mind moved, according to his understanding, the lightest thing in this kind of place is undoubtedly testing, the physical strength consumed is not much, and the recuperation of injuries is just right.
"I'm going to..." Before he finished speaking, Wren's eyelids jumped and he realized that the air was wrong.
The other prisoners stared at him as if they could kill, bald and fat with a cruel smile on the corner of their mouth.
At this time, one of the prisoners raised his hand and said, "Bald fat man, I want to dig." β
Wren chuckled in his heart, digging is the most tiring no matter how you look at it, their power is sealed, they can't use spiritual power, the geology of the extremely cold ice field is hard, and they can be tired and half dead after digging for a day!
Not to mention that there is an examiner staring at you in the back, and I saw it just now, and if you are lazy, you will be whipped.
He couldn't help but think of the guidelines that the bamboo pole said last night, 'Take the initiative to take on the hardest and most tiring work.' β
After the prisoner spoke, everyone stared coldly at Wren and his party.
His mouth was full of bitter taste, and he raised his hand: "I want to dig." β
"Me too."
"Me too." Kayue and Coloros Road.
The assignment was soon over, and the bald head and a few other foremen were assigned to the test, while Wren and the others followed the senior prisoners to get an iron pickaxe and rush to the mining area.
The mining area is deeper, and you have to pass through a corridor downward.
Everyone was silent all the way, and when they entered the small corridor where no one was around, the short prisoner who was in front of him sneered: "I don't think the three newcomers will grow long." β
Coloros sneered, "What are you?" β
"Hahaha." The prisoner in front found the ridicule, "There will be a fool of you later, I haven't seen any newcomers who can hold up on the first day of mining, I hope you won't be beaten to death by the law enforcement team." The dwarf prisoner gloated, as if foreseeing Wren's bleak scene. (To be continued.) )