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

The problem caused by this is that the produced ore cannot be transported out and processed into finished products, and the workers cannot receive wages. This eventually led to the company's bankruptcy, and the workers did not forget to take away the raw ore when they left. Many people remember the factory riot. After three years of arrears with workers' wages, the company was on the verge of bankruptcy. Angry workers tied relevant personnel into rice dumplings and threw them in the mines. The ore in the warehouse was robbed. Although the government came forward to control the situation, it was in vain in the end. Now, a hundred years later, the economy of Aisoya City has improved. Many successful people were factory workers in the past, and they were tacit about what happened back then. An insider once revealed that they reached an agreement, a compromise agreement for the local government, and the insider disappeared before he could explain the matter clearly. Some people even thought that there was an extra item in a certain mine, and it would be eaten by unknown things soon, because no one knew how long and complicated the mine in the mountains was, and what kind of creatures would be in it... The toxic industrial gases in the sky above Aisoa are as disgusting as the sewer pipes. No one is monitoring the environment. This place is far away from the war zone and is a corner of the country. Apart from the so-called government of a few people, there is not even an army. There are only some police, which is quite nice standing by the street. I don't know where the former Meteorological and Environmental Monitoring Bureau personnel have been recruited to watch the gate, maybe clean the streets, and occasionally they can flirt with those wooden policemen. The rolling dark clouds covered the last slightly whitish cloud, and the sky became completely dark. On the outskirts of the east of the city, a dark black light truck roared past... "Inform the four families in the city and twenty-five gangs to come and pick up the goods. You and I will personally deliver the government batch." "Yes..." After two simple words rang out from the car, the truck plunged into the east gate of the city, splashing countless muddy water... "Ah!!..." The room was filled with the boy's painful sounds, and his stomach kept rumbling. The boy's face turned very white, and he felt the resistance of his body's cells and muscles, as if he could not live or die at this moment. When his eyes were slowly covered with red threads, it seemed that the slightest relaxation would cause his body to collapse... "Grandpa...Grandpa...I, I can't hold on any longer...Save me, save me." The young man lying on the ground swallowed every word with difficulty. "Grandpa...save me..." He slowly moved his left hand to touch the grandfather lying next to him, but his hand was cold, as cold as a piece of ice. The boy's body suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and the next moment he climbed up from the ground like crazy and knelt beside him. Tears were no longer afraid of the pain of the wound. They rushed out, flowed out of his eyes, slid across his cheeks, and then fell drop by drop on the wound on his chest. The pain that came from this moment made the young man numb. He climbed onto the wooden table savagely, grabbed the big cake and red wine, and crawled back in embarrassment, "Grandpa, eat, eat, and wine, red wine." The young man continued to break the big cake into pieces and fed it to his grandfather. The big cake that was forced into his mouth did not change, there was no change at all. The wine and red wine poured into his mouth slowly seeped into his mouth. Grandpa's expression remained the same, without any change... "Dead, hum, I'm going to die too, grandpa..." Before he could finish speaking, he rushed out of the door crazily...