I can recognize everything, but the information is wrong

Before dawn, a group of people lying on a strange bed with an uncertain future finally fell asleep, and were soon woken up by the sound of the door being kicked.

The experienced mining slaves had already stood up from the bunk and started to put on their clothes, while the inexperienced slaves jumped out of bed naked after being whipped twice.

Tian Lin sat up from the bed, and while dressing, he looked at the man in black who was constantly waving his whip. Boss Zhang told him: "In this mine, everyone wearing black is a supervisor."

As soon as Boss Zhang finished speaking, he was whipped. The supervisor asked, "What are you two muttering about here?"

Boss Zhang touched the whip marks on his shoulders, grinned and said to the supervisor: "It's nothing, we are just hungry and we are talking about eating."

The supervisor kicked Boss Zhang on the butt again and said, "Go outside to eat. Eat early and start working early."

Boss Zhang pulled Tian Lin out of the house, only to see that the empty house was crowded with mining slaves.

These mine slaves gathered around a large pot and received bowls of gruel.

"Hurry up and line up, otherwise you won't be able to eat."

After Boss Zhang finished speaking, he had already grabbed the back of a team.

"There's something wrong with these porridges. Why aren't they hot at all?"

Tian Lin didn't find the entry on 'porridge' and felt a little disappointed.

As soon as he finished speaking, a mining slave in front of him sneered:

"This is all the porridge from last night. It was originally used to receive you newcomers. But in order to save money for a meal, Manager Xu didn't give it to you and saved it for everyone to make breakfast today."

Tian Lin was a little surprised. Is Manager Xu saving money for the merchant? He couldn't be doing it to save himself money.

Over there, Boss Zhang was jockeying for position and was immediately pushed aside.

But Boss Zhang was not a vegetarian, so he kicked the man to the ground.

At this time, Boss Zhang showed a completely different face when facing the man in black. He looked down at the man with a sinister smile and said:

"When you bully a newcomer, you have to look at who the target is, what do you think, brothers?"

The man frowned, stood up, patted his butt and queued up behind another team.

Tian Lin stood behind Boss Zhang and said with a smile: "I heard from the old man that Brother Zhang is a martial arts master."

"Ha ha!"

Boss Zhang smiled and said: "How about it, do you want to learn martial arts? If you want to learn, I can also teach you."

Tian Lin didn't reply for a while. How could he not want to learn martial arts?

I think the reason why Boss Zhang dared to come to this mine was because he was highly skilled in martial arts and could endure labor that ordinary people could not endure. At least he would not be exhausted to death.

Tian Lin thought to himself that if he didn't want to die from exhaustion, he would have to learn some martial arts.

"Brother Zhang is willing to teach me? I just don't know what I can give you."

After Tian Lin finished speaking, Boss Zhang said: "You are the person I brought to Lin'an County. I will teach you some boxing skills. Do I still need money from you?"

Tian Lin didn't believe that Boss Zhang was such a person. If Boss Zhang was a good person, the people who had destroyed their families and families along the way would probably be wiped out.

Tian Lin didn't dig into it, he just treated Boss Zhang as a good person.

The two of them finally queued up in front of the iron pot, but they already saw the woman serving porridge scraping the bottom of the pot with a big spoon.

When we arrived at Boss Zhang, there was still more than half a bowl, and when we arrived at Tian Lin, there was only a mouthful of soup left.

What's even more unlucky is the long list of newcomers behind Tian Lin.

These people couldn't help but wailed: "We haven't eaten for several days, why didn't you leave us a mouthful of soup?"

A man in black said coldly: "You woke up so late, came so late, and you still want to drink soup? Even eating shit can't keep up with the heat."

Those newcomers dared to be angry but dared not speak out. They could only watch others "snorting" while drinking porridge.

Tian Lin poured the soup from the bowl into his mouth, then frowned and said, "Why is this porridge sour?"

An old mining slave smiled and said, "It's not hairy yet, so it's pretty good."

Boss Zhang over there only drank half of the bowl, then handed the bowl to Tian Lin and said, "I still have some left, will you eat it?"

Tian Lin shook his head, but saw a hand next to him grabbing Boss Zhang's bowl and trying to grab Boss Zhang's porridge.

The man moved quickly, and Boss Zhang's reaction was not slow either.

Boss Zhang let go of the bowl in his hand. When the man took the bowl away, Boss Zhang punched the man in the nose with his free right hand.

The man groaned and lay down on his back, and the bowl in his hand came out.

Seeing that half the bowl of porridge was about to go to waste, Mr. Zhang turned over in mid-air and took the bowl, without spilling any of the soup in the bowl.

This hand not only surprised Tian Lin, but also made many mine slaves present applaud.

At this time, Tian Lin looked at the men in black. The men in black just looked at Boss Zhang a few more times and stopped paying attention.

"Look, you don't need to be too cautious as a human being. If you don't eat the porridge I gave you, you'll almost be advantageous to others."

Boss Zhang said with a smile, and then drank all the porridge in the bowl.

At this time, it was getting a little brighter again, and the person in charge immediately shouted:

"Everyone takes care of things, the new ones are responsible for carrying the mines, and the old slaves go to mine!"

Those complaining voices were extinguished under the whip, so I could only pick up the backpack placed on the open ground and walk to the mine with the iron drill in hand.

The so-called mine is actually a blue boulder in the open air.

It is said that the stones quarried here can be refined into a metal that can be used to create magic weapons.

Therefore, merchants have been mining for generations, smelting these metals and sending them to Yaoyue Sect.

This kind of boulder is extremely difficult to mine. The manual excavation method is too inefficient. You can only use fire and water to stimulate the whole boulder to crack it bit by bit.

Tian Lin saw that the old mining slaves had begun to take action, and the new mining slaves had begun to stumble towards the distant mine car carrying stones on their backs and gritting their teeth.

He was a little confused, why didn't he push the mine cart here?

These thoughts only passed by in a flash, and Tian Lin arrived at the ore pile with a backpack on his back.

There are a lot of ores that were left here before and were not carried away. A person who was responsible for loading the ores picked up a huge boulder and put it into Tian Lin's backpack.

Tian Lin was fifteen years old and had been sleeping in the open air all year round. Although he was not skinny and bones, he was still weighed down by the huge boulder.

Just when he was about to kneel down, the hand of Boss Zhang next to him held his backpack and asked him, "Can you make it?"

The mining slave who loaded the ore said: "Whether it succeeds or not, you have to fill the backpack. Only in this way can you get the bargaining chip."

What else can be said?

Tian Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Fill it up, I can hold it!"

The truth was that it wasn't that easy. He only ran twice and he was already sweating profusely.

The man in black did not whip him, but said coldly from the side:

"You brat, you can only eat if you have saved twenty counters. If you don't want to starve to death, don't be lazy."

"You follow me, I'll support you!"

After Boss Zhang finished speaking, he picked up Tian Lin. He first put a basket on his back, and then held up Tian Lin's basket.

Tian Lin only felt light on his back. When he looked at Boss Zhang again, he saw that his feet were not heavy, his hands were not shaking, and he was walking extremely easily.

Tian Lin was convinced and said: "Brother Zhang's kung fu must be very high, right?"

Boss Zhang smiled and said: "According to the sayings in the world, I am considered a first-class master."

"Are first-class masters the highest?"

"No, above the first class is the Grandmaster. The Grandmaster is the strongest person with the highest combat power - but any kind of strong person is just a chicken and a dog in front of the Qi Refiner."

With the help of Boss Zhang, Tian Lin couldn't collect twenty pieces of calculations, he just missed one.

He was so hungry that he almost turned green-eyed at this time, but he didn't ask Boss Zhang for help.

While everyone was eating, Tian Lin arrived at the back mountain of the mine.

In fact, it wasn't just him, many of the new mining slaves didn't plan enough, and they all came to dig wild vegetables in the back mountain.

Those men in black didn't want to starve these newcomers to death, so they didn't care.

It's just that the wild vegetables in the back mountain seemed to have been eaten away, leaving only a lot of poisonous wild vegetables, weeds and wild flowers growing very well on the ground.

Tian Lin looked at one of the grasses and reached out to pull it out.

Someone kindly reminded him: "You brat, you can't eat this Achnatherum splendens, it will cause diarrhea."

Tian Lin heard this and said: "It seems that I have a strange disease, that is, I have always been constipated and I don't have diarrhea no matter what I eat, so you don't have to worry about me."

No one else believed it, Tian Lin had already stuffed Achnatherum splendens into his mouth.

In his eyes, whenever he saw Achnatherum splendens, he would be reminded:

[Dragon blood grass: enhances qi and blood, strengthens body and mind, is a tonic for people in the world, and can be eaten]

Sure enough, after eating this 'dragon blood grass', Tian Lin felt that his strength had recovered a bit and he was no longer weak.

But the hunger in his stomach has not dissipated. This cannot be resolved by a piece of 'dragon blood grass'.

[Saint Yuancao: A pseudo-spiritual grass-level treasure medicine. Eating it can increase your internal strength for a year. It is the most precious treasure among people in the world. It is edible.]

Tian Lin was eating 'dragon blood grass' all the way and was soon attracted by a wild flower.

Looking at the wildflowers in bud, Tian Lin's eyes lit up and he picked the wildflowers directly.

"You brat, forget about the splendens. You can't eat this soul-burial flower. If you eat it, you will die."

Tian Lin was not in a hurry to eat the 'Saint Yuan Grass', and just asked the man: "What kind of flower is the Soul Burial Flower?"

The man said: "The soul-burial flower is an evil thing. Basically, such a flower may grow in places where people have died. Crush it into a medicine that is colorless and odorless, so people in the world like to use it to harm people. "

Tian Lin frowned and said, "So, a lot of people died in our mine."

The mine slave smiled and said:

"Every year, Manager Xu will trick a group of Huahualangs into working as mine slaves. These Huahualangs either die of exhaustion or illness. In short, almost all of them are replaced by new ones after a year. And the corpses of those old ones are all thrown away. Can the soul-burial flower not grow in this place where the nutrients of this mineral vein have been transformed into the back mountain?”

Tian Lin looked at the mountains of soul-burial flowers and was speechless for a moment. It seemed that every flower swaying in the wind was a living human life.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable, and the 'Saint Yuan Grass' in his hand didn't smell so fragrant.

But this only made him feel uncomfortable. If he wanted to survive in this world, he had to eat this 'Saint Yuan Grass'.

One plant represents a year's internal strength, but what about ten and a hundred plants?

"Okay, I won't eat these flowers."

Tian Lin said so, but he put the 'Saint Yuan Grass' into his pocket.

Having said that, how is the internal energy divided in a year?

He planned to ask Boss Zhang when he was resting at night. After all, Boss Zhang was not the only one among the mining slaves who knew martial arts, but he was the only one who had said he was willing to teach him.