"I was just thinking about something, I'll go right away."

...

The food was wild vegetables and some miserably thin porridge.

This is really hard to explain.

It's basically just enough to keep you from starving.

Splash—

Zhang Feng didn't care whether it was salty or bland, he just ate.

Even if it involves killing someone, you need the strength to do so first.

But during the meal, Zhang Feng saw someone suddenly fall to the ground.

He died of exhaustion, his spirit reached its limit, couldn't be saved.

"Another death! And during the meal, really knows how to pick a time, how unlucky!"

The overseer saw someone collapse and directly instructed a few other miners to put down their bowls and drag the person out.

The body left a winding mark on the ground as it was dragged.

"Wait!"

At this moment, an overseer suddenly raised his foot to step on the corpse's wrist, drew a long knife from his waist and chopped off a finger.

He looked for a while, seeing no reaction from the individual, he casually waved his hand, "Not feigning death, drag it away."

At this moment, Zhang Feng noticed a nearby co-worker tremble and subconsciously cover his left hand.

Zhang Feng noticed he was missing a finger.

'These overseers are truly capable.' Zhang Feng said nothing, continuing to eat.

Meanwhile, during the process of a few co-workers dragging away the corpse.

There were two overseers eating chicken legs and following behind.

Everyone watched enviously, but no one dared to say anything.

Yet there were some who watched the distant chicken legs while gulping down tasteless rice, imagining these wild vegetables as chicken legs.

As for the miners dragging the corpse, there would be no food for them tonight.

In the evening, on the shabby open grass mat.

After seeing them come back, Zhang Feng had to enter the miners' rest area here.

Zhang Feng seemed to understand that these people were more ruthless than the old bobcat in the undercover world.

Regarding the corpse, maybe the old bobcat would also scrutinize it mercilessly.

But at least the old bobcat had some conscience regarding food, fearing people would kill in madness when starving.

Whereas here, anyone who dares not work, anyone who dares to resist, is beaten to death.

Not far from the mountain's foot, there hung heads and a row of dried corpses.

Zhang Feng took a few looks, then turned his gaze to a few newly arrived co-workers today.

These few were quietly asking an old miner,

"Old man, with their actions, doesn't the government care?"

"They don't care." The old man also whispered, "I once heard an overseer drunkenly say the mine owner is Huailiang's magistrate's brother..."

The old man's voice grew smaller, "With such status, who dares to interfere?"

'Huailiang?' Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng realized where he was.

Then, Zhang Feng looked at his own hands.

Before coming here, his hands were full of calluses and some small scars.

But now the scars had healed, and the calluses showed signs of softening.

Spiritual Qi's external practice is indeed immediate combat power, coordinating with meridians to bring direct changes.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng also looked at the nearby overseers.

After observing in the evening.

Zhang Feng knew there were two hundred workers here.

There were twenty-five overseers, each with a constitution around 35-40.

They must have some inner strength to support such a high constitution.

Currently, his own constitution was 30, and tonight when the ginseng comes, he'll eat it and see.

...

In the middle of the night, Zhang Feng hid under the covers, with a palm-sized ginseng in his hand, but with the roots, it measured up to thirty centimeters long.

As for this ginseng, Zhang Feng didn't feel any pity, he just ate it directly.

With martial arts and inner strength, plus the aid of spiritual energy for digestion.

Zhang Feng suddenly realized it contained spiritual energy.

Well, if it were just a Centennial Ginseng, it wouldn't be useful for his constitution anymore.

...

A night passed.

Zhang Feng hid under the covers and didn't sleep, instead cultivating diligently.

When autumn dawn just broke.

"Eat quickly, start working early!"

"Hurry up and get up!"

Clang clang~

The overseers rang the gong again.

And came over with whips to supervise, whoever got up slowly received a whipping and a yell.

Zhang Feng swiftly flipped off the covers and got up immediately.

This moment, he sensed himself, currently his constitution was 45, good enough.

From now on it's slow nurturing, no need to cultivate lightly here.

After thinking.

Zhang Feng walked into the dining area under the grass shed, breakfast was still necessary.

Soon he'll be moving, definitely needs food to sustain, can't just rely on spiritual energy.

The reality had clearly told Zhang Feng, the mixture of Z1 and superconductors is the best way to use energy.

Splash—

Zhang Feng started eating directly at the spot where he scooped the food.

After a few bites.

Zhang Feng stretched out his bowl, looking at the co-worker scooping food, "Another bowl."

"You..." The co-worker was embarrassed because the morning rule was one bowl per person, maximizing expenditure cuts.

After all, in the eyes of the overseers and mine owner, buying food costs money, but capturing people doesn't.

Those who starved and remained were only non-eaters, and those who work more.

Seeing he didn't scoop more, Zhang Feng didn't trouble a fellow unfortunate soul, but instead walked boldly to the overseer's dining area under the surprised gazes of his co-workers.

"This meat smells great..."

The dozen day-shift overseers were beside two round wooden tables, eating meat in big bites.

This was the money saved from the meals of Zhang Feng and others, all eaten into their stomachs.

The mine owner also believed in fattening his own people, keeping them well-fed to keep control of everything.

Otherwise, if the miners were well-fed, what if they rebelled? Who would suppress them?

Meanwhile.

Zhang Feng walked over boldly, ignoring everyone's gaze, and without waiting for the overseers to react, he picked up a roasted chicken from the table and ate it in big bites.

Crunch crunch, with bones and meat, Zhang Feng ate quickly, ate deliciously, completely like a famished ghost reborn, stuffing it straight into his mouth.

This made the distant co-workers widen their eyes.

However, they weren't shocked by Zhang Feng's eating speed, they didn't expect Zhang Feng, so thin and small, would dare to snatch food from the overseer's table?

"Is he crazy?"

"Starving mad, starving mad..."

The crowd was incredibly astonished.

The overseers were also momentarily stunned, not expecting Zhang Feng to do this?

"Courting death!"

About five seconds later, one overseer first reacted, grabbing a whip to lash at Zhang Feng.

Swoosh—

In an instant, Zhang Feng's left hand unknowingly drew the long knife from the side overseer's waist, throwing it straight into his chest.

Before the long knife could pierce.

Zhang Feng held the chicken leg bone in his right hand, thrusting it with a squish into someone's eye.

Simultaneously flipping the table, blocking the surrounding overseer's view.

Zhang Feng's figure was ghostly, crouching and advancing, taking two long knives from the waist of two on the right.

Clang—

The blade glinted in the distant dawn.

Not far away, the co-workers only saw Zhang Feng's figure vanish after the table flipped.

A few seconds of overseers' shouting, yelling, then as the table fell after three seconds, all sounds halted abruptly.

Zhang Feng emerged holding dual blades from amidst the corpses, entering the nearby house.

There were still night-shift overseers sleeping inside.

Moments later.

Zhang Feng emerged, walked to an untouched table, kicked away a corpse, threw down bloodstained dual blades, sat on the table, picked up a whole roast chicken, and ate it in big bites.

Gulping down a jug of wine.

After his fill.

Zhang Feng wiped his oily mouth and looked at the distant co-workers who hadn't dared to speak a word,

"Brothers hung on the mountain." Zhang Feng pointed to the distant skulls and dried corpses, "Find some cloth, then find a shady place, hide them.

Once done, don't delay, leave here immediately.

As for any magistrate, fellow friends need not worry, I'll cleanly murder their entire family today.

Afterward.

The road is far, we'll meet again someday."

Upon finishing, Zhang Feng picked up the discarded dual blades, stepping a dozen meters with each step, quickly leaving the mountain.

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