How that meal was eaten, Huraka still remembers that except for those who lacked hearts, all the others looked at the pickles and cakes, and Hou Du Aimo, who gave them good food, fruits, and wine, all felt a heavy pressure.

That night, many people who took a bath in the pool lay on the soft couch, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, they knew that there was too little work to do today, and it was not proportional to the treatment they enjoyed, so what would they do tomorrow?

The next day, early in the morning, everyone ate so well, and then started work, and today they worked so hard that they actually got half a basket of platinum ore.

The meal at noon was still the same, and in the evening Hou Du Aimo came to accompany him again, and comforted and encouraged everyone, saying that don't look at the basket that is not full, but it is more than yesterday, he believes that everyone can be familiar with it as much as possible, and then make more money, and the food and room he paid for it are nothing.

In this way, seven days in a row passed, and their ore became less and less, not that their bodies were not good, their strength was not small, and at seven o'clock they had good food, drink, and rest, except for the second day, their bodies were sore, and on the third day their bones were sore, and then they recovered.

They were stronger than before, and they were more fluid in using the power of the gods, but the ore in the mines they dug was getting stronger.

A piece of ore that fell off before was planed, now it's a spark, and every time it used to be germenium platinum ore, and now there are other ores mixed in it.

There are also places where the ore is very thick, a pickaxe goes down, the thin stone wall is broken, the pickaxe goes into the soft place inside, and the strength of the whole body is exerted at that time, just waiting for the power of the rebound, but no, and sometimes looking at the soft place, a pickaxe goes down and prepares to soak out those soft things, but the pickaxe just goes in a little bit, and encounters a hard stone. My whole body was numb with shock.

It seems to be stepping up a step, but when there is no light, it is clear that it has reached the last step of the flat ground, and it is still thinking that there is a next step, and the foot is ready to step up, and suddenly there is a pier; obviously there is a next step, but I think that when I reach the flat ground, my foot is ready, and I end up stepping on the air.

And then there's the hard, worthless Gawa ore that you can't plan, which you can find in many places, and which always appears to have good curium and platinum ore.

By the eighth day. Hou Du Aimo still gave good things to eat, and he himself still rolled pickles with bread and drank cold water, he said: "Brothers, the yield is really too low, if it weren't for the fact that I also have a contract outside, and people are waiting for the supply, I will let you rest for two days and have a good rest." Then dry again.

No, I'm embarrassed, I see that you are not efficient in your work, and I feel distressed. Although I say that there is a contract, I can ask you to pay compensation, but I'm a person who doesn't want to do that.

I explained it to the person who asked for the purchase. I said don't worry, my brothers haven't gotten used to it yet, give them some time. Believe me, the people I used to find to mine can dig out a lot of germinium platinum ore every day, some can dig 30 baskets a day, and soon good days will come, give some time, ten days.

They agreed, ten days, just keep the normal supply, my face, alas, don't say it, everyone eat and drink well, go to the pool in a while, I believe you can help me. ”

After speaking, Hou Du Aimo ate the cake with pickles in a few bites, and left with a lonely expression.

Huyanka felt that he was guilty, how good people were to him, why couldn't he help others once when he was a group of people? Some people were forced to go to other people's homes, and they still defended themselves and others, and treated themselves and others so well.

Think about the Gongsun Wuming who he and the others had to work for before, what is he? Didn't he just climb up to the temple? What kind of treatment did the temple give, fifty yuan a day, and forty yuan for a basket here.

Look at the attitude again, Hou Du Aimo is a good buddy, what he says is all intimate words, that Gongsun is nameless, he is too indifferent, how are you personally powerful? You are not worthy of being my friend, I have backbone, I want to help Hou Du Aimo do things well, I want to prove myself.

With this thought, Huyanka led everyone to work harder, but the mines became fewer and fewer.

Today is the twelfth day, and Hou Du Aimo has come, and he has come in the evening, bringing a lot of meat and wine.

He said to Huyika and the others: "Brothers, I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to do things with everyone, it's just that I don't have any money, I can't supply the goods over there, I haven't completed the contract I signed before, I want to pay a lot of money to others, no way, I sold the mine."

Today is the last meal, I hope everyone will follow the new mine owner to do a good job, come, I won't eat pickles today, I'll drink with you, alas, tomorrow I just want to eat, I think of you brothers, I am also content, I see your recent efforts, but I don't have the ability, I can't~~~~~~~!

He began to cry, and then drank cup after glass, and in a short time he got drunk and was carried out.

Then came in a man with a full face and fierce face, followed by a group of people with knives in their hands, he glanced at Huyika and the others with contempt, and said with a sneer: "Mine, it belongs to me, the contract is still the original contract, I am not a coward and a loser like Houdu Aimo, according to the requirements of the contract, you have never reached the required amount of mining in one day for twelve days, starting tomorrow, you will make up for me." ”

Hukika and the gang were frightened, they looked at the new person in a daze, and before they could explain, the man said: "Make it up from the beginning, don't think about eating meat if you can't make it up, don't think about whose room it is, let alone take a bath, I don't want waste, a hundred-day contract, you have to do as much as you want." ”

From the morning of the thirteenth day onwards, they had not eaten enough, and slept in the open air at night, when all kinds of insects came to bite them, and it was very cold in the middle of the night, and their clothes were in pieces.

"Gongsun is nameless, it's all because of you, I hate you, you are a villain who only knows how to calculate, or is it good to be the eldest brother of Houdu Aimo, but it's a pity that we have involved him, bite me, bite me again? Brother Houdu Aimo, where are you, it's all bugs, blood-sucking bugs. ”

Huskar cursed and slapped the bugs, and then missed Houdu Aimo.

And Houdu Aimo was drinking with the man with a meaty face in a comfortable and refreshing room, and when he said that he was happy, the two of them laughed.

Gongsun Murong Zheng, who was cursed by Huyanka, was flying above the mine with more than 28,000 other people, and Bisivanmais provided the invisible things, as well as the help of the people from the temple.

Everyone was silent. The people who also didn't believe in Gongsun Nameless before were chilled, they saw the people of the temple, saw the hall master accompanying Gongsun Nameless, and saw the goddess comforting Gongsun Nameless.

Naturally, they heard the scolding of Hukka, as well as the ugly appearance of Houdu Aimo laughing heartily. They understood that on Bicapodia, there had never been an ordinary person who could get a job of thirty dollars a day, and if the temple did not make a move, they were nothing, an overseer of fifty dollars a day. It has nothing to do with personal ability, at least they don't have that ability.

They knew better that Gongsun Wuming really didn't hold a grudge, because from his face, there was no trace of happiness in sight, he just pursed his lips, frowned, and encouraged his eyes.

Everyone understands, Gongsun has no name. can let Huska return to the manor, no matter how good Hou Du Aimo is at covering up, how despicable, and no matter what contract he holds. The will of the temple cannot be violated, and the decisions made by the temple can be understood if you can. If you can't understand it, you have to understand it when you do it.

You only need to do two things when facing the temple decision, the first point is that the temple is always right. The second point, if there is no objection, follow the first point.

It turns out that Gongsun Wuming is so powerful, the hall master and the goddess accompany at the same time, and the rest of the temple respectfully guards behind.

"Thirty days, the diet should keep up, just exercise and exercise their physique. After looking at it for a while, Gongsun Murong spoke, even if he didn't specify who he was talking to, everyone knew that he was talking to the hall master, and what he meant was to let Huyaka and the others eat well within thirty days, then work, and finally go home.

Shianogina was more sentimental, he looked at the people lying in the open area and was bitten by insects, and said, "They are really too bitter. ”

"Is it bitter? I think it's a happy thing to be able to sleep peacefully, bitter? If they all say bitter, what is the point of bleeding? What am I? They at least have a home, and they know where their home is, so it's hard to do some work? It's better for my younger brothers and sisters, let them bear it for me, just to cultivate the will of young people. ”

Gongsun Murong said disdainfully, he felt that it was a happy thing to be able to sleep without taking any responsibility, at least he didn't dare to rest like this now. From his birth to the present, how could he dare to lie under the starlight, listen to the sound of mosquitoes, and sleep peacefully?

Speaking of bitterness, with scars all over her body, her eyes, arms, and legs are mutilated, her internal organs are broken, there is no supply, and she is still thinking about the assassination mission, how to describe the female cry of blood drifting?

Saying bitterness, telling the family that they are dead, and then fighting endlessly, the blood that always appears in the most dangerous places is silent?

Speaking of bitterness, he and Nalasha have been trained since childhood, walked out of the desert, don't know where their home is, but also work hard to find it, and fill the soul with a struggle, and then have no regrets, and compare themselves who swept the Quartet, and now the experience of Huka and others is a fart!

"Mr. Gongsun Nameless, what is the blood? I found that when you talked about him, your expression was very strict, do you still have younger brothers and sisters? Aren't they cute?"

Xia Nogina hugged Hulu and Huhu, who had turned ruby red, and asked Gongsun Murong.

Gongsun Murong nodded: "Yes, the two of them are very cute, and I will have a chance for you to see them in the future." As for the bloodshed, it's not that I want to be strict, but that I don't dare to blaspheme. Maybe you also have the opportunity to meet them, this is not a person, it is a title. ”

Bisivanmais didn't care about anything else, he was very angry now, he wasn't angry with Hou Du Aimo, even if Hou Du Aimo could provide a lot of ore, but he could provide it to another person at any time, he was angry with these people, he felt that these people didn't know what to do.

So he commanded: "Fifty days, let them work for another fifty days, remember to provide normal food, and let them continue to sleep here when they sleep, what a good person Nameless is, and he will also be cursed, I feel sad." ”

The two chapters are updated together, I wish you all a happy new year, all the best, and I wish you a New Year's greetings. (To be continued......)