I also don't know what exactly they are mining here, to actually mobilize thousands of people to excavate.
This doubt of Chen Xin's was quickly answered. When Chen Xin saw the dark blue, delicate, and warm mineral that the Overseer spoke of, Chen Xin knew that this was likely a type of Spirit Stone.
Chen Xin, who had already finished reading the Po Lu Divine Skill, although not yet initiated, roughly knew what this thing was. Without a doubt, this was something very helpful for Chen Xin's cultivation. Outside, such Spirit Stones would definitely be very rare.
Even the young Master who had his Cultivation Technique stolen and was murdered for wealth, only had a basketball-sized Spirit Stone at home, and its quality was clearly inferior to those Chen Xin saw in the mine.
After seeing these Spirit Stones, Chen Xin was not happy but very anxious. For Chen Xin, this was clearly a good place for cultivation. The Overseer would not enter the mine to directly supervise; they only stipulated that each miner must carry out at least five bowl-sized Spirit Stone minerals that meet the testing standards each day.
If Chen Xin's Po Lu Divine Skill was successfully cultivated, Chen Xin would definitely be able to secretly find opportunities to Cultivate while still meeting the quantity standards. But now, his body doesn't have much strength. Working hard every day to meet the required quantity is already quite good.
On this first day, Chen Xin didn't mess around. After entering the mine, he dug for an entire afternoon. It wasn't until the ear-piercing bell rang that Chen Xin was finally freed and could get off work.
When he came out, the sun had already set. Chen Xin only dug out two Spirit Stones in the afternoon, which resulted in Chen Xin receiving a punch from the Overseer.
"Although you just arrived today, you should at least dig out three pieces of Ore in an afternoon. How come there are only two? This punch is considered light. It won't be this simple in the future."
Chen Xin knew that this was just a random excuse to hit him, similar to dog obedience training. This was to Cultivate his servility.
Does he really have servility? Chen Xin asked himself from the bottom of his heart. Perhaps he had it in the previous days, but since he dared to kill the slave owner who persecuted him, Chen Xin firmly believed that his heart still yearned for freedom.
Chen Xin didn't even dare to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth in front of the Overseer. Showing off was meaningless; it would only lead to more cruel beatings. He wasn't the male lead in a TV series who temporarily endured humiliation and carried a heavy burden; he didn't need those scenes of wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and giving a wicked smile.
It wasn't until he returned to the barracks that Chen Xin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Then, under the dim light of the fluorite, he ate the thin, salty vegetable porridge with little meat in a wooden bowl with a group of colleagues. In the mine, the fluorite was clearly very bright, but the fluorite used for the slaves seemed to be of the lowest quality.
After returning to the barracks, Chen Xin found that the people living here were still the same few as before. Except for Da Hei, who was allowed to rest and recuperate his body within five days, the others were tired from a day's work and basically didn't want to say anything.
However, Da Hei's situation was not envied by people. If Da Hei couldn't work normally within five days, then the probability of him facing death was high.
Chen Xin's body had clearly not experienced this kind of high-intensity labor recently, so the night was the hardest to endure. Before going to sleep, Chen Xin's whole body was aching, but the torment of the flesh could not compare to the mind. Chen Xin's heart was extremely anxious.
In this life, Chen Xin had encountered more strange things than in the previous nine lives combined. He could understand that Low Grade mortal realm Cultivation Technique, and the road to cultivation was already visible and tangible.
And now, there was a turning point, and he had come to this mine that was very likely to be collecting Spirit Stones. Such an opportunity had only been encountered once in a hundred years. Chen Xin wanted to seize this opportunity no matter what, but judging from the current situation, it was a dead end no matter what. If Chen Xin dared not to work and Cultivate in the cave, then he might not live for more than a day and would be beaten to death for absenteeism.
And in one day, Chen Xin didn't think he could Cultivate the technique to any Heaven-Defying extent. Being able to get started would already be a luxurious fantasy.
A hundred years of life experience told Chen Xin that if there was a bad situation, then it would definitely happen.
The Master let him keep the warehouse key, and Chen Xin thought that he would not lose it no matter what, but on the second day, he found that it was lost from his pocket. Clearly, if he had only been a little more careful at the time, nothing would have happened.
He spoke ill of the Master behind his back, thinking that the Master would not hear it no matter what, but the slave owner, who was always too lazy to stay in the fields, went back because he forgot his water bottle, and heard those complaints of his......
Chen Xin didn't dare to take risks. He only wanted to find a way to develop sustainably, a way that would at least give him a chance to Cultivate.
Chen Xin was now calculating what methods he could still use to break the situation. Now that the experience points were used up, the Modifier definitely couldn't be used anymore. The only advantage seemed to be the item slot?
Thinking of these things, Chen Xin gradually fell into a dream. The worse the situation, the sweeter the dream. However, in the past hundred years, Chen Xin's dreams rarely had an ending, and they were always rudely interrupted at the most comfortable time. This time was the same.
The ear-piercing bell and the noise woke Chen Xin from his dream. After eating breakfast, he had to quickly throw himself into physical labor. The slaves didn't even have the right to finish a beautiful dream.
Entering the mine again, Chen Xin prepared to verify his guess from the previous night. He tried to put an un-chiseled Spirit Stone into the item slot, and as expected, it failed because it prompted that the item was too large.
However, a chiseled Spirit Stone could be put in, because Chen Xin had already experimented after throwing out the food in the item slot yesterday.
Clearly, if the Spirit Stone had not yet been chiseled, the item slot would regard it as wanting to put the entire connected vein into the item slot.
Perhaps this is how his life will be in this life? He can only pray that the next life will have more time to Cultivate, but will there really be such an opportunity? No matter what he does, as long as he is a slave, he will basically not have much free time. The situation should be the same no matter how many times he reincarnates.
In any case, Chen Xin still wanted to try his best. He chiseled the Spirit Stone again and again, trying again and again to see to what extent he could put it into the item slot. Finally, a Spirit Stone that had been chiseled halfway was regarded as a separate individual, and Chen Xin successfully put it into the item slot!
Success! Although it still requires some effort, this at least saves Chen Xin half the time. Chen Xin can use half the time to chisel the Spirit Stone first, and then use the other half of the time to Cultivate.
After observing the surroundings, he used a few stones to block the narrow hole behind him, and after confirming that no one would observe him in this mine, Chen Xin worked hard for the rest of the morning.
