The psychic suppression collar on the back of his neck was still hot. Lin Ye woke up in an iron cage in the Pluto belt mine. The debt of 500 units of source crystals wrapped around his neck like a poisonous snake - this was the dead end of the original body trapped by the "loan to change spiritual root" technique, and it was no different from the desperate situation of earthly graduates who were unemployed with student loans.
The supervisor's whip, the mother's tearful half-tube of psionic maintenance solution, and the "organ mortgage agreement" handed over by the debt collection specialist all turned the life of the low-level monks into mud. Until the mine vein collapsed, the hot star core fragments penetrated into his chest, and the moment the psychic shackles broke, he saw the star marrow deep in the mine vein, and saw countless eyes like his own weighed down by debt.
Dismantling scrapped mining machines to save escape capital, teaming up with former mechanics and fellow experimental subjects to form a team, intercepting the star marrow of the consortium's transport ship, and fighting against the ten major consortiums that use "cultivation loans" to absorb the spiritual energy of monks... This counterattack from the iron cage of the mine to the bridge of the starship has hidden secrets Everyone who has been pushed into a corner by life understands the struggle - not wanting to be a starship master, but just wanting to live, wanting to give his mother a tomorrow without having to mend protective clothing until late at night, and wanting the label of "loan trash" to no longer be attached to anyone who works hard to live.
