After breakfast, all the slaves were driven toward Mount Kalma, not far apart.

Soon, everyone arrived at the mine and received their own tools. The tools were simple, including steel pliers and hammers.

Ye Nan was a little confused. What kind of mine is produced here?

How to mine only these two tools?

Ye Nan's doubts were quickly answered. Because there were more than a dozen newcomers including Ye Nan, the mine supervisor briefly told everyone a brief explanation.

It turned out that there was a rock formation between the Kalma Mountains. This rock formation produced a very rare ore. This ore was like obsidian, distributed unevenly in this ore.

The slave miners had to do very simple things. They were to smash the rock layer that was exploded with explosives little by little and search for its ore, because only the obsidian-like ore embedded in the rock layer was useful, while the others were completely useless stones.

This ore is named Star Stone because it has a glittering appearance on the surface. After the star Stone is refined, it will extract rare metals and is used in many high-tech fields, such as space equipment, space shuttles, missiles, etc., which are very expensive.

Punching the steel drill into a huge rock, breaking it, and then knocking the small rock open until the size of an apple. This job is very laborious, but it is very monotonous. Naturally, it is not difficult for Ye Nan.

"Hey man, how long have you been here?"

Ye Nan asked a man who was pounding stones. Ye Nan noticed that this man had been doing it for a while. He was very skillful and efficient. It was obvious that he had been here for a while.

"Half a year."

The man looked up at Ye Nan and replied casually: "Are you Chinese? Why are you here?"

"I offended Katif and was stunned by him and threw it here." Ye Nan replied, asking back and said, "Are there any other Chinese people here except me?"

The man shook his head: "No."

Ye Nan's heart sank. Could it be that he was really making a mistake?

After thinking about it, Ye Nan asked unwillingly: "But why did I hear that there is a Chinese here?"

The man turned his head and looked at Ye Nan, shook his head: "There are indeed no other Chinese people who are a slave to miners on this construction site. If there are, I will not be unable to see it, but..."

"But what?"

The man turned his head and pointed to the distance: "But in addition to miners, there is also a processing factory. If there are really Chinese people, they might be there."

Ye Nan asked: "Processing factory? What does that do?"

The man explained: "As long as we find a star-bright stone here, we will gather together. There are rock packages outside and sent to the processing plant. All the rocks will be removed, and then the star-bright stones will be cleaned and processed in preliminary form, melted into blanks, and then sold to others."

Ye Nan nodded in understanding: "Preliminary processing is right? How many people are there in the processing factory? If you want to go to the processing factory, is it possible?"

The man shook his head: "There are about forty or fifty people in the processing factory. We have no autonomy here. Unless there is not enough manpower, they will not ask for people."

Ye Nan frowned: "How can we get in touch with the people in the processing factory?"

The man replied without hesitation: "Our residences are next to each other, but we are not allowed to move around on weekdays. The only opportunity is that every Sunday night, we can freely move in the accommodation area, which is our only free time."

“Free movement?”

The man nodded, his face a little bitter: "Yes, we can move around this night, but there will be many gunmen guards around."

If you can move freely, you have to figure out the situation and make plans no matter how you do it.

It should be Friday today, and it only takes two days to see the people in the processing plant.

Be a miner for two days first.

The working hours were quite long, from around 8 a.m. to 9 p.m., and everyone was driven back to the dormitory. The labor intensity was quite high, but for Ye Nan, this was really nothing. You should know that when Ye Nan was in the special training class, he had a load of 70 or 80 kilograms for daily training.

Ye Nan's work efficiency is very high, and everyone has a basket. Others probably can find about two baskets in a day, but Ye Nan has half more, three baskets, which is the result of Ye Nan keeping his hands.

He didn't want Eliff to cause trouble for himself, but he didn't want him to be outstanding.

On Sunday, we were busy until six o'clock in the afternoon, and we were driven back to the station. After dinner, many people couldn't wait to run out.

Once a week, until 10 o'clock in the evening, it is free time, which is the time that everyone is most looking forward to.

Although this holiday is short, with no food or wine, and even the activity area is limited to this residential area, everyone is still excited.

free!

Even in just a few hours, this feeling of freedom is enough to temporarily let go of your tired heart.

Ye Nan had been waiting for this time for a long time. After he finished his meal in a few bites, he walked out quickly. He walked out quickly and Hilde followed him quickly.

Ye Nan turned his head: "What are you doing with me?"

Hilde smiled: "I'll be with you."

Ye Nan was about to refuse, but his eyes glanced at the gunmen holding guns, thought to himself, and smiled and said, "Okay, I'm going to go to the place where the workers in the processing factory live and find out some information."

"good."

Ye Nan raised his legs and walked for a while, suddenly he heard a shout.

"Chinese, here."

Ye Nan turned his head and saw that in a shed, Erif was sitting in a chair, posing a glass of wine and a few dishes in front of him. He seemed to be enjoying his own dinner. In front of him, four gunmen stood, staring at the free-moving slaves.

Ye Nan frowned and turned around and walked towards Eliff. Hilder hesitated for a moment and stopped.

Ye Nan walked to Airif and stopped: "Mr. Airif, are you calling me?"

Erif held the wine glass, shook it lightly twice, took a sip, looked at Ye Nan, and suddenly laughed: "Your physique is pretty good. After being whipped, you can still complete more tasks. I want to deal with you, but I can't find a reason."

Ye Nan was silent, his eyes already seeing the surrounding situation.

If you do it here, well, the tabletop knife is a good weapon, and the pistol on his waist can be snatched by him. These four gunmen are not worth worrying about, but the heavy machine gun that opens the thirty-meter expiry tower is a problem...

Erif looked at the silent Ye Nan and suddenly smiled coldly: "Since you have good abilities, you can't be measured by ordinary standards. Starting from tomorrow, the tasks of four boxes every day will be missing one box, and you will be whipped ten times!"
Chapter completed!