But before the woman's words were finished, Ding Yuanyang had already dodged to the side, looking at the other party with wary eyes, he didn't expect this to be the case. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She called herself an older sister, but she looked about the same age as the two counts, and what was worse was that her bloated figure, her sinister facial features, and her amorous expression made her feel like perfume was sprinkled with a stench, and the smell became even more strange.

Seeing Ding Yuanyang's reaction, the woman smiled and shook her head, walked back to the desk and took out a document.

"You are sentenced to 60 years in prison, which means that you have to stay here for 60 years, young people should think clearly, I am the master here, and if you make me comfortable, I can make you live comfortably. Coming to this mine, there are a total of 100 prisons, and this kind of opportunity to stand out is something that no one else can ask for. ”

She said it so bluntly, Ding Yuanyang could be sure that this woman didn't know the earl's arrangement, and it was useless to say more: "Maybe I have a thick skin and don't like a comfortable and comfortable life." ”

It's a little interesting, the woman raised her peach blossom eyes and looked at him, this kid is really a hard bone, but it just suits his taste.

She likes the feeling of conquest, and it's not her style: "You go back and think about it, and one day you'll come to me." "Then let the others come in and take the kid away.

Then he walked back to his desk and gave instructions on the overclocking linker, and Ding Yuanyang's number appeared on the arrangement of the deep tunnel.

After walking out of the office, Ding Yuanyang breathed a sigh of relief, what he was most afraid of now was people like women, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all.

Returning to the six-person prison, the prisoners had been working in the mine for a day, and they were all exhausted and collapsed on the bed, but when they saw Ding Yuanyang walking in, they quickly got up from the bed and stood in front of the bed in an orderly manner, as if they were welcoming them in a queue.

Ding Yuanyang nodded, it seems that "fist is truth" is applicable everywhere, and the effect he wants has been achieved, but in order to expand this influence, he turned his head and shouted to the prisoner opposite: "Hey, the other side, are you welcome to see me back?"

After seeing this person's bloody and brutal methods, the group of people on the opposite side were so frightened that they quickly stood up, and no one dared to slack off in the slightest, after all, the original boss has not recovered yet.

In addition to the confinement room, these ordinary cells still have thin elements, although because of the prohibition on the limbs, they cannot freely use the Yuan Power in the body, but they can absorb the elements from the outside world.

Ding Yuanyang closed his eyes and half-leaned on the head of the bed, as if he was asleep, no one could have expected that this person was cultivating at this time.

The next morning, the alarm bell in the prison rang, and the rest of the prisoners began to get up and prepare, only Ding Yuanyang was still half-lying on the bed, and his posture had not changed.

It was only when he heard the sound of the cell door opening that he opened his eyes, and he was greeted by two guards, who were in a dilemma.

Now Ding Yuanyang has become the most difficult prisoner to discipline in this prison, and it should be said that the lowest-ranking guards don't even dare to take care of it, not only because of this kid's methods, but more importantly, the unpredictable attitude of his superiors.

A prisoner was seriously injured, and the above only ordered him to be locked up for a few days, and finally the prison director met him in person, and some of his superiors' special habits, these subordinates knew about it, but they didn't dare to say it.

Ding Yuanyang just wanted to squeeze more time to cultivate, but he didn't take the initiative to find himself uncomfortable, and without waiting for the two of them to speak, he consciously lined up in the line outside the door.

After eating the food, everyone was given a few necessary mining tools, Ding Yuanyang looked at the chisel shovel in his hand, like the blade of a firewood knife, it turned out that he had to dig by himself, and he didn't even have blasting tools, this work was still very hard for ordinary people.

Mine No. 11 is less than three kilometers away from the cell, and a huge crater suddenly appeared on the gentle ground, all hundreds of meters in diameter, in the form of a funnel, as if it was an asteroid impact, which looked quite spectacular.

The fully enclosed mine cart pulled thousands of prisoners into the huge pit, Ding Yuanyang was one of them, it was not the darkness of the imagination, but the lights were bright, but there was no end in sight, as if entering a time and space tunnel.

The pit became narrower the deeper it went, and it was eventually shaped as a ten-meter-wide tunnel, but it was still relatively spacious enough to accommodate two minecarts at the same time.

At this time, the minecart was almost vertically downward, but it was like a pipeline elevator, and the speed was very fast, but with Ding Yuanyang's eyesight, he could see that branch mines had appeared around him, and these upper mines were estimated to have been hollowed out.

Soul jade mine, like most raw ores, is derived from ore veins, and ore veins are divided into primary and secondary, and the mine road in the middle of the mine cart should be formed after hollowing out the main ore vein.

After driving for a long time, the minecarts in the rear broke away one by one and entered different branch mines, while the first carriage where Ding Yuanyang was was still descending, and he didn't know how deep he would dive into the ground.

The environment here is much worse than that on the strata, and some people have experienced chest tightness and difficulty breathing, and the surrounding temperature has risen a lot.

It is only in the case of high temperature and high pressure in the deep underground that soul jade will be produced, which is known as the essence of the earth, in fact, Ding Yuanyang and others are not so much mining as prospecting.

After the main ore vein is hollowed out, there are only a few soul jades in the secondary ore veins, and everyone can find ten pebble-sized soul jade from the jade rock layer a day, which is considered a very good harvest.

When the temperature rose to the point where the group of monks began to sweat, the minecart slowly stopped, this is the end of the mine, and the task of Ding Yuanyang's hundred or so people is to continue digging deeper, and there should still be a small amount of soul jade below.

One of the officers in charge of the guard here spoke: "Each person is still eight kilograms, and you should be aware of the consequences if you don't reach the amount, and I warn each and every one of you not to know any crooked brains, and to roll over to me as soon as you hear the assembly whistle." ”

After saying that, he sat directly at the vent, and the air below it was all guaranteed by three giant ventilation ducts, and after the shutdown every day, the pipes would be closed for ventilation, so no prisoner dared to miss the meeting time, and there was no flowing air left below it, so he could only wait for death.

Ding Yuanyang didn't rush to look for it, he didn't really come to labor reform, and Fan was not as active as others.

Walking around, the rock formations here are like stone and jade, and they look black like coal, but the texture of the edges and corners is crystal-like, and a piece of it is knocked off casually, and it appears as a translucent dark green to the light.

This thing is jade, when it was in the 12th district, it was expensive as an ornament, and soul jade is the condensation of the essence of jade, in some planets where soul jade is lacking, an entire jade mine may not produce a fist-sized soul jade.

"It's kind of magical. Ding Yuanyang said to himself while walking slowly, as if he was not worried about not completing the task at all.

In a small mine in the corner, fifteen or sixteen people gathered together to discuss something, one of them mentioned Ding Yuanyang's number, and the rest of them showed the same hatred and hatred.

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ps: Ask for a monthly pass, as long as one ~ (to be continued.) )