Slave Thirteen and the slaves pushed each other and ran out of the alleyway.

Beyond the roadway is a different scene, a downward spiral stone staircase, which continues all the way.

There are stone steps not only under this roadway entrance, but all the surrounding roadway openings.

The stone steps are narrow and steep, if ordinary people walk on it, they must step down carefully, but the legs and feet of the slaves have long been familiar with such a road, dozens of slaves lined up in a long line, quickly rushed down the stairs, more than a dozen slaves at the mouth of the alley poured down the stairs at the same time, the scene was quite spectacular.

......

Below the steps of the alleyway is a large space, and the alleyway where slaves such as Slave Thirteen work is located at the top of this space.

From top to bottom in the huge space, there are seven or eight suspended suspension bridges made of fine iron chains, which are very wide and large, and look not light, but also very strong, and these iron lock suspension bridges are connected to the roadway steps.

At the bottom of the space is a circular sinkhole, with a diameter of about hundreds of zhang, and tens of thousands of tons of raw jade ore are piled up in the pit.

On weekdays, after the slaves smashed the raw jade ore from the lanes, they would carry the stones on their backs, or two people, down the ladders of the lanes, and then walk up the iron-locked suspension bridges. The qualified raw jade ore is mined from the roadway and stored in the sinkhole below.

......

At this time, in the middle of the iron-locked suspension bridges, there were many slave soldiers. In front of them were huge wooden barrels containing food to be distributed to the slaves.

Although the slaves scrambled to be the first to run out of the alleyway, they had to line up in order when they came to the slaves.

The slave is one level lower than the slave soldier, and if any slave does not open his eyes and provokes the slave soldier to be unhappy, he will be beaten badly, which is enough to kill.

Here, the wounded slave did not survive the next day.

Slave Thirteen was lucky enough today, he grabbed a front position and lined up, ranking fourth.

The slave soldiers wrapped the food in lotus leaves and distributed it to the slaves in turn.

Soon it was the turn of Slave Thirteen, and he took the lotus leaf package from the slave soldier. This fist-sized lotus leaf bag is his meal for the whole day.

After taking the food, Slave Thirteen devoured it as he walked.

When he walked to a corner and squatted down, there was only one piece left in his hand, a cleanly licked lotus leaf.

The lotus leaves that had been wrapped in food, Nu Thirteen were not willing to throw them away, and they were stuffed into his mouth and chewed.

The bitter juice moistens the parched throat.

......

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

At this time, a violent coughing sound attracted the attention of Slave Thirteen.

His black and white eyes, through the dry hair scattered in front of his face, looked at the source of the cough.

Not far away, a haggard-looking and thin slave was leaning against the edge of the bridge and slumped.

He held the unfinished meal with his right hand tremblingly, coughed constantly with his left hand on his chest, and there were still a few rice particles stuck to his chapped and white lips.

It's an unfortunate fellow.

Fang Cai accidentally fell down when he ran out of the alleyway, and his ribs were broken.

It was evident that the poor creature had been trying to get food into his mouth, but the violent cough had not allowed him to do so.

Around, the slaves who had finished their share of their meal were staring at him silently.

Suddenly, the guy coughed up a mouthful of blood. His body could no longer support it, and he collapsed, his right hand, which was holding the food, hanging weakly.

At this moment, several figures around rushed towards the fallen slave at the same time, and one of them was Slave Thirteen!

At the same time, the figures stretched out their palms at a very fast speed, grabbing at the bag of leftover rice that had fallen on the bridge deck.

Nu Thirteen's reaction speed was not slow, after he reached out and grabbed a handful of rice, he immediately bounced away, hid by the bridge, and immediately stuffed the rice food he grabbed into his mouth.

This scene also happened in an instant.

At this moment, the slave who fell to the ground was robbed of all the food he had dropped.

But no one came forward to care about his life or death.

Slave Thirteen didn't have that extra sympathy.

Every slave here does their best every day, just to be lucky enough to see the sun tomorrow.

Perhaps the next one to fall is Slave Thirteen. Many people may be silently hoping that this thin child will fall down as soon as possible, hoping that before he falls, there will be a little more leftovers leftovers.

......

Soon, a slave soldier strode close to the slave who vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The slave soldier bent down slightly and took a look. Then kicked him off the bridge.

The movements are clean and unthinking. It's like kicking down a dead wild dog.

Slave Thirteen on the side of the bridge saw this scene in his eyes. But there was not a ripple on his face.

He has seen a lot of such scenes.

Back then, Slave Thirteen's parents were abandoned like this. was shattered.

This sinkhole is a mass grave for slaves.

The slave soldiers were not worried that the corpses would stain the spiritual jade ore in the sinkhole, and no one would take the initiative to clean it up.

Because at midnight, something will come and they'll be more than happy to do the clean-up task.

That kind of thing, it's a wolf.

......

"Have you eaten it all, and when you have finished eating, go back to your kennel! Tomorrow morning, if anyone does not come out of the slave cave before I blow the trumpet a second time, Lao Tzu will skin him!"

A slave soldier shouted at the slaves and urged them to return to the slave cave.

The slaves obeyed again and silently lined up in a long line. Slave Thirteen also followed the flow of people and walked towards the other end of the iron-locked suspension bridge.

The so-called slave cave is a place where slaves sleep when they are not working.

It was a cliff where countless grottoes had been carved out. In each cave, there was nothing but a covered hardstone bed that could sleep nearly a hundred slaves.

......

When Slave Thirteen and the other slaves returned to the slave cave, it was already completely dark outside.

Working for seven or eight hours in a row, coupled with the continuous erosion of the contract of the slave in the body, the slaves were easily tired.

They were all very tired now, and no one wanted to do anything other than lie down and sleep.

Slave Thirteen, who was lying among the many slaves, could smell the smell of feet and sweat in the air as soon as he breathed.

Soon after, the dark cavern was filled with the sounds of breathing, snoring, dreaming, slight coughing, and muffled moaning......

Slave Thirteen had long been accustomed to all this.

But tonight, he couldn't fall asleep quickly.

Not for him, but because as usual, Slave Thirteen was hungry in his belly.

The teenage years are the time to grow up, but the slave soldiers only provide one packet of white rice a day, which is simply not enough.

If you just live like the walking dead and lose hope for the future, no matter how long you live, that packet of white rice is superfluous.

But Slave Thirteen didn't want to die that early. He was determined to live longer than his parents.

However, if you want to change this situation, you have to get rid of the slave cave and get rid of the slave status.

Slave Thirteen wants to become a slave soldier.

As long as he becomes a slave soldier, he can get more food, as well as qi training methods, and he can have the power to fight against the slave contract, and he can live longer.

......

The period for the selection of slave soldiers is once a year. There are still two months left until the next selection.

The selection criterion is to lift a stone lock weighing 1,000 catties.

Nu Thirteen had been working towards this goal for a long time, using the opportunity to work in the Lingyu Mine to boil his body and increase his strength.

As he grew older, he soon gained the strength to lift a thousand pounds of stone locks.

......

Today's slave thirteen, as long as he maintains his own strength, will not decay, and persists until the day of the selection, and successfully lifts the stone lock, which is considered complete.

However, keeping himself in the best condition of his body is the hardest thing for him to do as a slave.

If you're not careful, you'll lose everything. If you miss the selection two months later, you'll have to wait another year.

A year was too long for the slaves. Anything can happen during the year.

Perhaps, if you miss this time, you will never have a chance again.

......

How can you stay at your peak and not weaken?

You have to eat.

Slave Thirteen needs to find more to eat.

Therefore, in the dead of night, when the slave soldiers were asleep, Slave Thirteen would quietly sneak out of the slave cave to find food.

......

At this time, after hearing the footsteps of the slave soldiers outside the slave cave disappear for the last time, Slave Thirteen, who had been in a state of false sleep, opened his eyes.

He gently got out of bed and slipped out of the cave like a cat.

In the mountains at night, there will be wild beasts, so Nu Thirteen does not dare to go too far from the slave cave.

He came to the foot of the back mountain.

For Slave Thirteen, who was accustomed to digging in the dirt and eating children, there was something to satisfy his stomach all over the place.

Grass roots, bark, petals, berries...... If you're lucky, you can catch bugs.

Slave Thirteen is not qualified to be a picky eater, he is here to fill his stomach.

Slave Thirteen had good luck today, and when he turned over a piece of sand, he caught a scorpion.

He plucked the poisonous hook off the scorpion's tail, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Slave Thirteen chewed as he flipped over the next stone, and there was nothing underneath it. So he straightened up and prepared to walk to another rock.

At this moment, the afterglow of Nu Thirteen's eyes suddenly felt a faint flash of fire flickering in the mountains in the distance.

Slave Thirteen was puzzled, so he frowned and looked over at the place where the fire flickered.

There is the direction of the vein sinkhole.

"Who could be there at such a late hour?"

The sinkhole at night is a paradise for wild beasts, and generally no one goes there to find bad luck. But at this time, there is indeed a fire flickering in the direction of the sinkhole, which means that there are people there!

Slave Thirteen couldn't help but be curious, and he decided to go and see what was going on.

In the midst of a few ups and downs, Slave Thirteen had already jumped into the dark night. He is as athletic as a cheetah, and because he is used to traveling at night, Slave Thirteen's night vision is very good, jumping and climbing in the dark, as if walking on the ground.

......

Soon, he came to the place where the light came from, and it was in the sinkhole.

Before he could get close to the entrance to the sinkhole, Slave Thirteen could hear the low roar of wolves and their heavy wheezing inside.

Slave Thirteen hurriedly hid in a stone shadow and secretly looked inside.

I saw a slave dressed in rags and gray, holding a torch in his left hand and a stone spear in his right hand, standing in the middle of the entrance. Opposite him were nearly a hundred pairs of green and faint wolf eyes.

"Is he going to hunt wolves?"

Slave Thirteen was amazed.

At this moment, the slave began to make a new move.

I saw that he began to walk slowly towards the wolves, looking calm and relaxed, as if he was not facing a pack of wolves, but a pile of grass and trees.

What made the peeping slave thirteen even more surprised was that in the face of the wolves approaching, he did not immediately attack, but retreated.

As the slave kept approaching, the wolves kept retreating, and a corpse was revealed in the chaos of rocks in front of them.

Slave Thirteen recognized the corpse.

It was during the day, the slaves who were kicked off the iron-locked drawbridge.

"Could it be that he's here to collect that guy's body?"

Slave Thirteen's heart became more and more confused, so he frowned and looked carefully.

When the gray-shirted slave approached the corpse, he stopped. He stuck the torch into the rock, stooped down and put the spear at his feet, and took out a knife sharpened from his waist.

Then, with a bone knife, he made a cut in the corpse, and then inserted a hand through the hole.

When the guy pulled his hand out of the corpse, he was holding a piece of liver in his palm.

After taking out the liver, the gray-clad slave immediately bit it into his mouth. Then he put away his bone knife, picked up his spear, drew his torch, and turned to leave.

This scene was really seen by Slave Thirteen, and his heart was extremely shocked.

"He actually ...... Fight with wolves for human flesh!!"