[Chapter Two] [Sinful Heart] [1/2] [Underground Pipeline]

Climbing in from a remote sewer opening, the surrounding temperature instantly increased a lot. Walking slowly through the sewer pipes, although there is no sewage, the smell in the pipes seems to knock me down at any time. After the rain washes away, I suddenly feel tired of this familiar smell. The young man suddenly felt his heart aching. How he wished that someone would come out to protect him when he was hurt, even a word of comfort, but there was nothing. Thinking about it, the tears couldn't stop flowing, but the tears always contained so much salt, and the pain caused by the wound had to make me strong. Suddenly a few bold rats came out of the pipe. If it were normal, these rats would hide far away when they saw people, and the boy would be very happy to run over and catch the rats, because it is rare to see rats come out on their own initiative, which means there will be an extra meat dish on the dinner table tonight. He would show off his achievements in front of his grandfather at night, but he was not in the mood now. He was very tired and in pain... I didn't know how long I walked in the pipeline until I saw a small wooden door on the wall... The door was slowly pushed open, and the candlelight on the table was twisted accordingly. The room was very simple, with a table in the middle, a cabinet on the west side, and various picked items scattered around. There was a small room on the north side, which looked like a kitchen, but there was only a stove and a black pot. There were piles of firewood in the corner. The total area of the room is about thirty square meters. The only color in the room is black. The walls are dark and every piece of furniture seems to have been touched by black oil. The kitchen is smoked by the stove all the year round. Only the skylight shines soft light into the room. The indoor ventilation is very good. There is only a faint smell of old furniture left in the room. With a candle, it is also very warm. The young man gently closed the door, walked to the wooden table, and gently placed the items in the bag on the table... "Grandpa, look, this is the big cake I found in the south of the city. It's a bit hard"... "You said you like drinking, look what I picked up." The young man happily picked up the half bottle of red wine in his hand and shook it towards his grandfather lying on the ground to the east. There was only one voice in the room, more like talking to himself. The boy put down the items in his hands and walked towards the east, "It turns out that grandpa is still sleeping... I am also very sleepy..." As if these words were a release to himself, a moment of fatigue emerged instantly, more like passing out. The unbuttoned coat once again exposed the wound on his chest, but the slightly scarred wound was more of ulcers and thick water. The boy seemed to have forgotten all this, and just fell into a deep sleep. Aisoya City is about to fall asleep as well. It is located on the border of the country and is inaccessible. I heard from the local old people that it was once very developed because there used to be a gold crystal mine in the mountains to the north of the city. Cheng City's original name was Soya. Later, when the president came to inspect, he said that he liked the place very much, so he named it Aisoya City. Later, it was named Aisoya City. Due to the increasingly low production capacity of Jinjing Mine, and also because there is no ore quenching factory in the city, the mined ore needs to be transported long distances to the factory for processing. The long distance and the harsh weather with rain all year round mean that not a small amount of money is lost on the road, resulting in high costs. The government resold the mine to individuals at a low price...