Slag

The black stone mine in the border area has the highest quota. Shen Lan is the most worthless kind of mine slave - a waste with turbid veins, unable to absorb spiritual energy into the meridians, assigned to the deepest mine tunnel, receiving the worst pickaxe, and drinking the thinnest porridge. But he lives. And living a good life. The foreman said he was a liar. He said people who talk nonsense die slowly. The word recognized him - he didn't choose the word, it was the word that chose him. After admitting that night, he didn't let go all night long.