"Boss, this high sophomore wants people to be so diligent?" After the boat sailed out, the attendant stood on the edge of the road and asked suspiciously.

Lu Chaotian looked at the direction of Saltpeter Island, and those people he brought could still see a black and oppressive shadow: "Little cutie, we are helping to abuse!" ”

"......" the attendant looked constipated, "Boss, people's name is Xiao Keai." ”

As soon as Qianmo and the others arrived on the island, they were put in heavy handcuffs and shackles, and then they were immediately driven to various holes to start mining, barely having time to breathe.

"Ahem!" Qianmo's internal injuries were not yet healed, and he began to cough as soon as he entered the pit. He was especially sensitive to smells, and the pit was filled with dust, which made him feel dizzy and nauseous.

It's saltpeter! Qian Mo recognized it at once, it turned out that this was a saltpeter mine. He knew the role of saltpeter in medicine and alchemy, and naturally knew the harm of saltpeter to the human body.

Saltpeter dust is irritating to the throat, and inhaling large amounts can cause headaches, dizziness, nausea, and vomiting. In severe cases, it can cause respiratory disorders, collapse, and even death. Moreover, it has strong irritation to the skin and eyes, and even causes burns. Repeated skin contact causes dry, chapped skin, and rashes.

He suddenly understood why so many people were bought on the island, which might have something to do with it.

As if to confirm his thoughts, when they were called out to eat in the evening, he saw many of the people who had been in the mine before, all with skin burns, and a few of them were already crumbling after eating.

"Ahh Ah Tong, Ah Tong! The man on the side suddenly cried out, and one fell down, and then he never got up again.

"Look at what you see!" The two big men on the periphery heard the commotion and came over, and when they saw the people lying on the ground, they didn't have any surprised expressions. One person dragged one leg and squeezed out of the crowd.

Everyone watched the man being thrown into the sea like garbage, and their hearts were chilled. A few of the timid ones have even begun to sob.

"No, I don't want to dig anymore, I don't want to die-" Someone dragged the shackles and started running.

The two big men didn't chase after them, just hugged their arms and looked at the fleeing people like fools. The man ran to the beach crying, and the moment he stepped on the water, the man stopped abruptly.

"Hahahaha...... the two big men laughed out loud at this time, laughing as they walked towards the man, "Run!" Why don't you run away...... Hahaha. ”

The man was eventually dragged back, and then in front of everyone, he was whipped beyond recognition by two people. But just like that, the next day, the man still appeared in the hole. It's just that he didn't survive this day and fell directly inside.

Qian Mo happened to be in a hole with this person, and when the person was carried away, he was watching. There was also a man watching from the side, much older than him.

"Little brother, I noticed you yesterday." The man took advantage of the chaos in the pit to chat with Qianmo, if they didn't work in normal times, those big men would be whipped directly.

Qian Mo turned his head, he had no impression of this person.

"You're not well, are you?" The man was a little familiar, "I tell you, you stay at the entrance of the cave, people will be more comfortable." Ouch, I've got a piece of cloth here, and you cover your mouth and nose. As he spoke, he took out the cloth in his arms and handed it to him.

Qian Mo took the cloth, and just as he wanted to ask a few more words, the two big men came out.

"Who the fuck is lazy!"

"Smack!" With the whipping of whips and the screams of the crowd, the people who were huddled at the mouth of the cave to get wind ran to their respective places to continue mining.

Qianmo came here for three days, and every day someone fell, and then was dragged away and thrown into the sea. Those who sank into the sea still had shackles on their hands and feet.

After dinner on the evening of the third day, they finally had their first rest in three days. They had been digging the mine for three days in a row, and there was hardly an hour of sleep at night.

Qian Mo didn't sleep, he grabbed handcuffs and leg irons and walked to a mountainside, sat on the grass and looked in the direction of Dongzhou City. He thought she was still there. Although the dust in the pit made him a little uncomfortable, whether it was the master's sachet or the dissolution of the medicinal power of the mountain turtle, his body was getting better.

He had tried the strength of the handcuffs and shackles, and if he had healed and he had tried his best, he might have been able to break free. He looked at the recovery in the past two days, and in about three days, he was almost able to recover. He looked at the breezy sea at night, and thought to himself how to snatch the boat and leave. If he doesn't succeed, he will swim back even if he does.

Suddenly, a low groan interrupted his thoughts. He followed the voice, and a middle-aged man, also in handcuffs and shackles, was facing the sea and whispering.

The man seemed to be reciting a scripture that he could not understand. But he could feel that this man was singing for those who had been sleeping at the bottom of the sea.

When the scripture was finished, Qianmo stood up, turned around and entered the house.

For him, those people have nothing to do with him. He has no sorrow, no joy, no resentment, no hatred towards those who sell him, and no one who buys him. He doesn't care about those who die. Qianmo, who grew up under the law of jungle survival since childhood, has a deep-rooted survival rule that the winner is king, and the weak and those who can't adapt to nature are bullied or eliminated.

The next day, he saw again the man who had given him the strip. He still greeted him with a smile, but he could tell that the man had also been poisoned by saltpeter dust.

When the man was about to enter the pit, Qianmo stretched out his hand to stop him: "I'll change it with you!" Without waiting for the man to answer, he went down into the pit. He didn't mean well, he just took it as a reward for his kindness.

It's just that the world is unpredictable, although Qianmo gave him a chance to breathe fresh air, but it also made him whip for it. Just because he didn't go down to the deeper pit as the strong man asked.

When Qianmo came out, the man was already lying at the entrance of the cave, covered in wounds, but still panting in his chest. When Qian Mo saw the blood-drenched body through the crowd, the bloodshot in his eyes gathered little by little, and a flame began to burn in his eyes.

"Phew! I really thought that I could be lazy by shouting a few big brothers! A big man smacked at the man on the ground.

"Listen to me, you are slaves who owe the deed of sale. Give me a good chance to mine, so that I still have a chance to live! Otherwise," said the other brawny man, raising his knife and putting it on the neck of the man lying on the ground, "just like him!" ”

As he spoke, his hand raised, and the knife fell.

"Ahh Some people have already covered their eyes, while others have watched the scene with expressionless and numbness.

"Huh?" But the knife stopped suddenly when it was only half an inch away from the neck.

The strong man raised his head and turned his head to see that the knife in his hand was firmly grasped by a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.