It was like the shadow of a tree, grayish and indistinct. The branches were lush and the limbs split from the trunk about one-third of the way up, supporting a semi-circular canopy.,Just as rice can nurture a hundred different kinds of people, there were all sorts of miners. Some, like the Liu brothers, were lazy and good-for-nothing. Others, like Lu Ye, had dreams in their hearts.,Lu Ye retrieved his mining pickaxe and put the mining basket back on his shoulders. He walked towards the exit. He didn't kill the Liu brothers, not because he was soft-hearted, but because injured slaves here generally wouldn't live long anyway.。
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