Chapter 243: They actually gave us this to eat
Everyone counted more than sixty cargo boxes and seemed to have gotten used to it.
In the morning, an aunt in her thirties briefly explained the rules to a few people, then took the backpack and went about her business.
But after discussing for a whole night, those dozens of people obviously had no intention of working. Just when everyone was carrying their backpacks and going in to get busy.
They found a shady place to lie down and rest, and dozens of people all followed the lead of the two arrogant young men.
At noon, everyone tacitly took a 15-minute break, watching as only ten cargo boxes were filled in the morning.
Everyone was feeling anxious, but those who had arrived last night hadn't moved at all. Some of them were even lying on the ground and snoring.
There were sixty cargo boxes, and if they were not full, there would be no food to eat at night. The two elderly men walked towards the newcomers.
"Didn't you hear them say when you came here yesterday? If we don't mine, we won't have food to eat. If these cargo boxes are not filled today, then everyone will go hungry..."
But those people obviously didn't listen to what the old man said. Instead, they laughed loudly.
"You old coward, it's because you don't dare to resist that you let others manipulate you. Do you think everyone is like you?"
"Ha ha ha ha……."
The old man was ridiculed, but he didn't refute it. He just picked up his tools and continued to work.
Just keep talking tough, the mercenaries above will teach anyone who talks tough a lesson.
Everyone was still busy in the afternoon, but they only filled more than 40 cargo boxes, and there were still a dozen empty boxes left.
At 6:30 in the evening, the elevator rope started to move slowly, pulling up all the cargo boxes at the bottom of the pit.
After a while, the horn sounded, "Very good, it seems that you don't want to eat today. If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. I think I feed you too much every day."
Everyone waited for a while, but to their surprise, no one came down to bring them food, and everyone was exhausted after a day of work.
At this moment, they were all looking angrily at the people who had arrived last night, "It's all your fault..."
But those who arrived last night just watched coldly. They were from a small shelter nearby.
The two young men who were captured with the team were the sons of the head of a small shelter, so they had some status after all.
These people shouldn't do anything to them.
The stalemate lasted for three days. On the third night, there were only thirty full cargo boxes, and the mercenaries on board were completely furious.
A sniper rifle was mounted above and shot and killed several newcomers directly. Those people were out of fear and because they were too hungry.
On the fourth day they finally got moving. In the evening, more than sixty cargo boxes were filled. When the food was delivered, the survivors who had been hungry for several days swarmed over.
Having not eaten for four days, they seemed to be starving ghosts at this moment. They reached out to grab the leftovers in the bucket, not caring that they were a bit rotten.
He gobbled it up directly into his mouth, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it from him. After finishing the food in his hand, he immediately grabbed the second handful.
The survivors who were captured from the small shelters had never seen such a scene before, even though they were small shelters.
But the food they ate was still a bit picky. Seeing everyone eating so much, some people vomited immediately.
A look of disgust.
"The way they eat is so ugly," one person complained immediately, but what they didn't know was that they had rested for three days.
But these survivors did not have any rest during these three days. They had to complete at least thirty cargo box tasks every day and were exhausted after a day of work without any food.
"What is this food? Is this pig food? Just give it to us," one of the young men stepped forward.
Looking at the food that everyone was fighting for, he immediately spit it out. The food scraps were in their shelter.
Only pigs eat it.
No one paid any attention to what he said and continued to reach out to scoop up food from the bottom of the bucket, and in the end, they even sucked the food off their fingers.
After eating, everyone was satisfied and found a place to rest. Xiang Yu leaned on the backpack with a meat bun in his hand.
In more than two months, she has stored more than 200,000 pieces of complete ore in her space, but this amount is probably far from enough.
She planned to stay here for another month, and she had already dug the tunnel leading to the outside within two months.
And through her observation, she found that many survivors had the same idea as her, which was to dig a tunnel to escape.
However, they had no tools to support the tunnel, and they also considered that the survivors below might dig a tunnel to escape.
Therefore, the number of iron plates and steel bars sent down from above is limited.
Half a month passed. At first, those people still believed that someone would come to rescue them, but as time went by.
They also began to accept their fate. They disliked the food at first, but later they were the ones who enjoyed eating it the most.
Someone died in the volcano crater every day, and everyone's hearts had long been numb. Three months passed quickly.
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