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"It's time to eat! Eat more and recover from your injuries as soon as possible, or you will only be thrown into a mass grave!"

An indifferent voice came, followed by a burst of footsteps leaving.

Lin Chen opened his eyes and glanced at the broken iron bowl on the ground.

There were a few pieces of moldy leftovers in the bowl, as well as a few pickles and dried radish.

Lin Chen didn't need to eat at all, although he was seriously injured, but as a secret realm martial artist, he could still absorb the aura of heaven and earth to replenish the energy needed by his body.

"Squeak!"

Soon, several rats crawled over.

These rats tested Lin Chen's reaction at first.

After seeing that Lin Chen didn't react at all, these rats became even more presumptuous, and even scuffled and bit as they fought for food, making sharp chirps.

Lin Chen closed his eyes, turned a blind eye, and secretly operated his soul power.

Three days later, Lin Chen could already start trying to fuse the power of pure yang and soul power.

Lin Chen didn't dare to do this before, the power of pure yang and soul power fused together, the strength would increase dramatically, and if he was not careful, he might break Lin Chen's fragile veins.

On these days, someone will come up and throw an iron basin with leftovers on the ground, and the next day they will take the empty basin away.

But obviously, these leftovers have become the food in the belly of the rats in the cage.

And so it passed two more days.

The injuries on Lin Chen's body have improved a lot, although the muscles and veins have just been repaired, they are still a little fragile, and the injuries of the bones and muscles are still recovering, but Lin Chen has been able to burst out with a little strength.

"My current strength has already passed and is already equivalent to a Gang Realm martial artist!"

Lin Chen, who was unkempt, had extremely bright eyes.

"The most important thing now is to recover your strength, then figure out what kind of place this is, whether it is still on the Shenwu Continent, and then go find Xiaoshuang, Hou Fei and Ye Ying!"

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps.

"Open the door!"

One said.

Then the chains of the cage were opened, and the two men walked in.

One of these two people was the old Meng who kicked Lin Chen in the chest.

"How is it, can you still move? We don't have dry food!" Old Meng's voice was like a gong, and his voice echoed in the shack.

"I think he seems to be recovering well!" Another person walked over and said to Lin Chen, "Stand up, take a few steps and let Meng Ye see!"

Lin Chen's gaze swept over the two of them, and he said indifferently, "I can mine now!"

Lin Chen's strength, although he has really recovered a little, is already equivalent to a Gang Realm martial artist, and the strength of a Hua Gang Realm martial artist is much greater than that of ordinary people, so there is naturally no problem with mining.

"Very good!" the man named Lao Meng sneered, "Take him to the mine, if it doesn't work, he will be killed and thrown into a mass grave." ”

Subsequently, Lin Chen was taken by these two to a mine.

As soon as he entered this place, Lin Chen really understood what kind of place this mining area was.

Inside the mine, there were miners with numb, deep-set eyes, each with deep-set eyes, and their faces were yellow, apparently long-term malnutrition and overwork.

Several men wearing standard armor walked around with leather whips in their hands, and whoever moved a little slower would immediately receive a few whips.

Lin Chen soon received a pickaxe of his own, and like everyone else, began to dig ore.

The man surnamed Meng stood next to Lin Chen and watched for a while, and saw that Lin Chen's movements were quite quick, and his strength was not bad, he nodded slightly, and said, "Count your fate, come out of the mass grave, and you can continue to mine." Remember, there are only two paths here, one is mining, and the other is death!"

Then, the man surnamed Meng snorted coldly and left Lin Chen's side.

......

Mining is a job that doesn't require much effort at all for Lin Chen, and even when he is mining, he can cultivate and recover from his injuries and cultivation.

"It's time to eat!"

"It's time to eat!"

Half a day later, someone walked into the mine with two sacks.

Hearing this person's shout, these miners, who were originally numb and mechanically carrying out mining operations, all had a glimmer of light in their eyes, like an oil lamp that was about to burn out, absorbing the last trace of oil stains and releasing the last light.

"Everybody line up! Two steamed buns per person!"

The man put the sack on the ground, and the miners lined up, stretching out their black hands one by one to grab two white steamed buns.

Two white steamed buns are the food of the miners for a day.

"Hurry up and eat!

After handing out the steamed buns, the man left with two empty sacks, and the soldiers who patrolled in standard armor also left the place.

The miners ate and slept in the mines, but the soldiers had to go outside to eat.

The miners have not seen the light of day for many years, and they cannot breathe the fresh air outside, which is more miserable than that of animals.

But those soldiers still try to be as comfortable as possible.

Lin Chen also got two white steamed buns.

For him, this steamed bun is of little use.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he didn't expect that one day, he would experience such a miserable life.

At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed towards Lin Chen, and grabbed the steamed bun in Lin Chen's hand.

Lin Chen frowned, but the man was holding the steamed bun and devouring it, and ate it in a few bites.

Lin Chen originally wanted to be angry, but when he saw the other party's gobbling appearance, he shook his head helplessly, if he wasn't hungry and couldn't stand it, how could this person come to snatch Lin Chen's steamed buns.

The miners around all cast sympathetic glances at Lin Chen, and at the same time, everyone sped up and ate the steamed buns in their hands.

Food is scarce, and this is the problem faced by these miners.

Two steamed buns can barely sustain their lives, so that they will not starve to death.

As for mining for a long time every day, it is completely squeezing the potential of their bodies......

In this case, after a long time, there will definitely be miners who will die.

Therefore, the dead miners will be thrown into mass graves.

This is also why some of the corpses Lin Chen saw in the mass grave were obviously dead not long ago.

In a mining area like this, I'm afraid that people will fall every day.

"Young man, this steamed bun is for you!" Just when Lin Chen was silent, a thin man came over and handed a steamed bun to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen looked at this person, this was a middle-aged man, because of long-term malnutrition and overwork, he looked very haggard.

"This big brother, don't need it, you can keep it and eat!" Lin Chen said.

"Eat quickly, you're new, aren't you? Hurry up and eat your fill, or you won't have the strength to work, and you'll be beaten to death!" said the middle-aged man.