When I opened my eyes, I was lying on a pile of moldy grass.
My nose was filled with a putrid smell, my ears were filled with the sound of iron chains mopping the floor, and my back was burning with pain. I subconsciously wanted to raise my hand to touch it, but something grabbed my wrist. When I lowered my head, I saw two thick black iron cuffs locking my hands. Rust mixed with dried blood scabs were stuck to my skin.
Memories came to me - I am Su Ye. Three days ago, I traveled to this hellish place where no dogs would be left alone, and became a handyman in the Moyuan Mine.
"Trash! Still pretending to be dead!"
