"Jiang Chen! You lazy idiot, you still haven't come back for dinner!"
A hoarse voice came from the village. I subconsciously responded and dragged my hoe back. A bunch of messy memories flooded into his mind - his original name was Jiang Chen, a farmer in Jiangjia Village outside Xianyang City. His parents had long since starved to death. He farmed two acres of thin farmland by himself. This year, there was a drought, and more than half of the wheat in the field withered.
In other words, I will starve to death before long.
"Fuck."
I squatted at the entrance of the village and drank some water. The cold water poured into my stomach, and my stomach twitched. The city wall of Xianyang City is vaguely visible in the distance, towering like a giant beast lying on the ground.
At this time, I didn't realize that the hole I dug today would change everything.
Back in the fields, the sun was already setting. I originally wanted to rest, but there was always a thought in my mind urging me - the hole still needs to be dug, it must be dug.
This feeling is very strange, like something calling me from underground.
I picked up the hoe and continued digging. My arm was so sore that it almost broke, but I couldn't stop. The hole was dug deeper and deeper, the color of the soil changed from yellow to black, and a pungent smell wafted out.
Coal.
I was stunned for a few seconds, then dug down like crazy. After being buried for who knows how long, the hoe suddenly hit something and made a crisp sound.
A ray of light shot out of the soil and hit my brain directly.
