Chapter 242: Newcomer
These were sent down from above, tunnel support pillars. Xiang Yu took five or six iron plates and four or five steel bars.
He picked a tunnel that he had frequently visited recently and walked in. He even fixed the tunnel's supporting pillars himself.
No one will come to help you, so you set up the support pillars at a distance and hammer around in the tunnel.
It took more than two hours to get all the supporting pillars in place. In order to make the tunnel more solid, she even got some wood from the space to reinforce it.
In the past half month, she has dug ore in more than a dozen tunnels, but this tunnel, where the support pillars are installed, contains the most ore.
Recently she has also thought of a way to leave. Since going up doesn't work, then she can go down.
Anyway, she had plenty of wood in her space, so she would eat and live in this tunnel for the rest of the time.
She would choose three time periods a day to transport out three baskets of crushed ore. Within half a month, she had already collected the amount of ore needed by Zhao Lixin.
Every day she would enter the tunnel to dig before others. When those people found that there were already people in the tunnel, they would leave on their own accord.
She mingled among these survivors, doing the same work as them every day. Her behavior was low-key and dull, and no one paid attention to her.
As the days passed, over two months, more than a hundred of these mining survivors died.
Without any protection, volcanic ash can cause great harm to the human body, causing lung infections, skin infections, and eye infections...
All parts that come into close contact with volcanic ash are slowly corroding.
More than 370 people died, and more than 130 of them died within two months. Originally, more than 60 cargo boxes should be filled every day.
As the number of people decreased every day, the number of cargo boxes also decreased from more than 60 at the beginning to 40.
The workload was reduced by half, but everyone still felt very tired.
At night, Xiang Yu leaned against the entrance of the tunnel and closed his eyes to rest. The woman next to him was coughing violently. Her lungs were seriously infected.
The remaining days are probably only these two days. The woman looked up at the dark night sky, her chest beating.
She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, "Cough, cough, cough..." The woman coughed again, but this time she felt a sticky feeling between her fingers.
The strong smell of rust lingered in her nostrils. The woman wiped the blood on her hands on her body, fear of death in her eyes.
She was too close to him, and Xiang Yu smelled the bloody scent at the first moment. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the woman.
The woman started coughing violently again. This time, not only was blood coming out of her mouth, but blood was also flowing out of her nose.
The woman hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with her hands, but the bleeding in her nose could not be stopped, and her blood coagulation state was already very poor.
She stretched out her hand and kept wiping it away, and gradually began to cry, "Wuwuwu..., I don't want to die, I want to go out..., Xiaojian, Xiaojian..."
The woman kept murmuring someone's name, with a loving look on her face, and she ran towards the iron staircase.
"I want to go up, I want to go, I want to see my child," the woman stretched out her hand and kept climbing up the iron stairs.
The people around looked on indifferently. Everyone had more or less corrosion injuries from the volcanic ash.
They don't have much time of their own, so how can they have the time to pay attention to others?
Soon, familiar banging sounds were heard from above, and the woman's body was thrown down from above.
"These beasts..." an old man cursed in a low voice.
On the third night, at three o'clock in the morning, there was a noise at the iron staircase. Xiang Yu opened his eyes and saw a new person coming.
There were more than sixty people in total. After they got to the bottom of the pit, they kept looking around, and some of them were clamoring to leave.
"Take care of the newcomers. I leave it to you now," the horn that had been silent for a long time sounded again, and everyone woke up from their sleep.
I didn’t expect that they have only been here for two months, but now they have become old people.
These newly arrived survivors looked at Xiang Yu and others with contempt in their eyes, but everyone ignored the looks in their eyes.
Soon everyone will be the same anyway.
Xiang Yu leaned on the backpack, stuffed ice cubes into his mouth, and looked coldly at the newcomers who had just arrived.
The clothes they wore looked clean, not like those of homeless survivors.
Two of them were very arrogant and kept provoking me through the loudspeaker, "You know who I am? You arrested me."
The two of them shouted but no one paid any attention to them.
These people looked at the survivor who was covered in black on the ground with disgust and didn't want to get close to them.
They found an open space and sat together.
Xiang Yu looked at the clean clothes on them and thought that there would be some trouble tomorrow.
The next morning, the elevator brought down sixty cargo boxes. With the increase in labor, the daily output would naturally increase.
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