Shi Liang was wailing in pain, his voice was plaintive, just like the sorrow, sorrow and anger that lingered in the valley day and night. The various emotions were entangled and at one time infected all the mining slaves trapped under the sinkhole.
Duckweed, grass and mustard, you can't control your life. Living in the open air, your life is precarious!
In this pit and mine where you can see all the way to the end, who is not a poor ant? But did they really do something wrong?
'I don't know how there are so many irresponsible parents in this world who are willing to let their children end up in this hell at such a young age. Oh, what a sin. "Old Li looked very lonely, his eyes were heavy, and he felt more and more sympathy as he looked at his precious baby, "Xiao Liang, this child, was also cast into the wrong place by that blind thief God. People have to endure such inhuman suffering! '
Although the strong man didn't know why the 'silly child' who was rescued by him from the cave collapsed was so sad, in the bottom of his heart, he generally had his own analysis and conjecture, which added to a lot of unbearability. .
In his opinion, this 'poor child' is probably about the same age as the daughter he misses day and night - this is why Shi Liang was able to make Lao Li, who was used to life and death in the sinkhole, during this period of time, Always protect an important reason that is always with you.
Children of this age are at an ignorant age where they should thrive under the protection of their parents. Aiwu and Wu are both trapped in this desperate area. After spending many days together with each other, they can always feel more empathy.
Lao Li's love for Shi Liang was not just because of the child's unique abilities. Perhaps in his subconscious, he had already equated 'this child' with his own children. .
As for the other five people in the cave, their concern for the child was a little less delicate than the "overflowing love" Lao Li. While they were all grieving here, they all began to rein in their bad moods and re-cleaned the place they had chosen today.
After all, the big strange bird was driven away by the Blood Clothes Battalion, and there should be no possibility of it turning back to attack them now. Naturally, there was no need for everyone to look elsewhere. Moreover, after all this trouble, the sky has begun to become a little dark. The dark night in the sinkhole is always accompanied by dangers. It is definitely not a wise move to change the residence at this time.
Everything seemed to be in silence, and little by little it began to return to the calm silence of the past. After everyone had initially tidied up the place where they would settle down tonight, as the oldest leader here, seeing everyone frowning, he couldn't help but think about it over and over again. He was about to speak to appease his clan members, but the words stuck in his Adam's apple. He paused, his expression suddenly tightened, and he shouted loudly: "Who is it! Get out!"
This startled question finally cut off everyone's response to Shi Liang's sudden outburst of uncontrollable sorrow, and everyone in the room immediately became alert!
Just when everyone raised their eyes and looked around, they saw a fat and round head slowly protruding from the edge of the outer entrance of the cave.
It was a blessed middle-aged man with a fair face, but his narrowed eyes were full of disdain for the people under the cave. After unscrupulously scanning the remaining soldiers and weak generals, he said with a sarcastic chuckle: " Ouch, that strange bird just struggled for a long time, and it turned out that it got Aunt Zhang, an old thief, in its mouth, how pitiful it is!"
The person who could speak such unpleasant words was, of course, the sworn enemy of the mining slaves in the cave - the leader of another group of mining slaves whose strength was comparable to theirs: Huang Wei.
The pit valley here is located very deep in the deserted land. After climbing over the rocky cliffs of the tiankeng, you can only see the endless stretch of the Gobi Desert. It was a lifeless desert land, with countless terrifying creatures hiding in it like the strange man-eating bird. Without enough supplies and military support, anyone who wants to leave the Fire Crystal Valley is looking for death.
Therefore, the Bloody Clothes Battalion, which controls the source of material supplies, is very clear: no matter how talented these useless ant thieves are, they can only take the mineral deposits they find every day and beg for mercy like pigs and dogs. Beg them for some food to survive.
As for those blood-clothed camp warriors who were able to communicate freely with the outside world on weekdays, they were naturally used to their superiority and completely ignored the life and death of these slave ants, leaving them to die in the underground pit that day.
After all, no one cares about ants that pose no threat to them. manage? How troublesome that would be.
Catalyzed by this disorderly and helpless survival rule, cruel predatory behavior has become an inevitable norm in the sinkholes here.
At first, some villains who had quite a lot of experience in organizing organizations began to naturally gather their own force, unite the party and oppose dissidents, and together they either coerced or exploited those who were alone and weak in power; later, they struggled to survive. The mine slaves also began to slowly come to their senses, hugging each other tightly, and struggling to survive together in the cracks.
It didn't take long for groups of mining slaves, large or small, like Lao Li and others to be like now, to form naturally and consider themselves as tribes.
At the beginning, the fire crystal mineral deposits were relatively abundant. Although these groups of mining slaves who spontaneously united had frictions with each other, they were mostly just petty fights that did not make it to the forefront. As a whole, they still maintained a kind of mutual respect. There was peace and harmony, and there was even a unified trend of mutual integration.
However, this news is not good for those warriors of the Blood Clothes Camp who are used to being bossy. They realize that their rule is being threatened, and it is impossible for them to allow these useless groups that breed in the sinkhole to grow wantonly.
A brutal bloodbath and crazy suppression followed, and the sinkhole was filled with people. However, the desire for unity and survival of the disadvantaged groups is always like a weed that has taken root at the end of life, repeatedly poking out of the soil.
After more than a dozen ruthless cleanups, the Bloody Clothes Battalion, which still had not achieved sufficient results, began to have no choice but to change its thinking and, intentionally or unintentionally, cultivate some mining slave agents who could be controlled by them. And this fat man named Huang Wei is one of them!
Three years ago, when this fat man was escorted into this sinkhole by the Blood Clothes Battalion, his name was Zhu Chi. He was tall and strong, with a rather handsome appearance.
At that time, the cashier in charge of supplies at the Fire Crystal Valley Blood Clothes Camp was an older, middle-aged female official. She fell in love at first sight with Zhu Chi, who came to beg for food, and she had selfish thoughts and wanted to accept her. As an 'adopted son', in order to have someone to serve him during his spare time in this deserted valley.
I have money and power, but I have the will to do so. How dare I disobey the prisoner? Between these two visits, it naturally didn't take long for the woman to have her way and be satisfied.
In a very short period of time, these two handsome men and ugly women, whose status was very different and who were obviously incompatible with each other, actually completely ignored other people's opinions and formed a mother-son relationship. From then on, Zhu Chi changed his surname and ancestor to Huang.
Pursuing filial piety to ancestors and respecting sacrifices are the foundation of Huazhou's human ethics. Such an undignified act of humiliating Gang Changshi's virtue and taking off his pants in exchange for food was naturally viewed with a sense of disdain, ridicule, or envy by the mining slaves who had no place to vent their resentments. There are also complex emotions with jealousy and even hatred, which are spread to everyone.
At the right time, the Blood Clothes Camp also needs to cultivate some close forces among the mining slaves to check, balance and supervise the growing group of mining slaves hiding in the sinkhole.
Huang Chi has this kind of sworn relationship, which is exactly in line with the demands of those in power in the Tiankeng. Therefore, in the past few years, relying on the favor of that 'mother' and his own 'hard work', the handsome man suddenly 'made something from scratch' and gathered together a medium-sized force of mining slaves. On weekdays, he dominates and brings blessings, but his life can be considered extremely free and comfortable.
(It’s just that the ‘young man’ who has become fat and fat now and has changed his name to Huang Chi was just a new slave who had just arrived at that time. Naturally, he was specially taken care of by a group of people under the instruction of the female officer. His "Tiankeng old fried dough sticks" were rudely laughed at in private.
There is a good person among them. He often preaches that he is capable of great things and calls him by his nickname: Huang Wei. Such an elegant nickname was naturally quickly accepted by everyone and gradually became a habit. )
Lao Li and his team are one of the earliest groups of mining slaves to gather. They usually disdain to associate with Huang Wei and other agents controlled by the Blood Clothes Battalion, and because they are evenly matched, they have to fight for the mineral deposits. The food had been rubbing against each other for a long time, and there had been many inevitable flesh-and-blood conflicts, which Liang Zi could not resolve at all.
Many times, the people who care most about themselves are often each other's enemies. This time, Lao Li and his group were attacked and strangled by a strange bird. Fatty Huang, who was stationed not far away, also saw the giant bird eating people, but because he was far away It was far away, and for a moment I didn’t know who was suffering.
Now that the strange bird has returned to its nest, of course he must be the first to run over and find out the truth.
Just when the fat man Huang Wei was gloating about his misfortune and making sarcastic remarks at Lao Li and the others, next to him, there was another old man who was as short and fat as a ball and said, "Master Huang, Master Huang, you I brought you the dry tobacco you just wanted!"
Regarding this man, the expressions of everyone in the cave changed slightly, especially Shi Liang, who was looking up with his head raised. He couldn't help but frown, pulled up the thick clothes in his arms, and quietly covered his eyebrows.
However, the most abnormal person among them is undoubtedly the fat man Huang Wei who had a sneer on his face just now. When he saw the fawning little old man, the fat man's round and swollen face suddenly collapsed.
Then, I saw the fat man Huang Wei with a gloomy face. He actually very roughly pulled the pipe that the little old man held respectfully, and wiped it on his clothes with great disgust. His blood was not smooth again, and he suddenly raised it. With one kick, he kicked the fat old man in the stomach with all his strength.
But after kicking the old man into the pit, the fat man said with great impatient disgust: "You old turtle! I just don't understand why the monster didn't take you away this time. !”
Obviously, for some unknown reason, this fat man had an irreconcilable hatred for the little old man who was holding his stomach and screaming!
Before the short, fat old man could get up to beg for mercy, there was a person shouting loudly, saying: "Haha, Mr. Huang, this old uncle must be the coma you personally robbed from us that day. Old sir!" The person who spoke was the young and strong man who entered the half-collapsed cave with Old Li.
Recently, the old man's glorious deeds have been widely spread among the mine slaves.
