In the dim and damp mine shaft, Lu Ye walked forward with a mining basket on his back and a pickaxe in his hand.,Under the horrified gaze of both, Lu Ye raised his hand and threw the ore in his hand. It hit one of them squarely on the bridge of his nose. The man let out a yell and fell backwards to the ground, blood streaming down his face.,These two had been pampered before they were captured, and even as mine slaves, they were unwilling to suffer hardship. However, the identity of a mine slave was lowly, and the people of Evil Moon Valley didn't treat them as human at all. Without ore to exchange for contributions, they couldn't even get food.。