Going to the Black Plain
Clang!
Suddenly, in a specific place on the Black Plain, sounds of metallic objects hitting each other could be heard.
In this place, almost 50 people were working while holding axes and other tools used to break stones.
It was a little dark in the place, with a few scattered lighting arrays, and from time to time, someone passed by pushing a pile of resources that had been mined, leading out of this cave.
This place was a little warm due to being underground, and many of the workers were breathing quickly while their clothes were completely soaked with sweat.
At that moment, a loud voice rang out in the middle of the metallic beats of this place. "Huuh, Dyso, did you notice that the amount of crystals is increasing every day?" A short man, but with protruding muscles, spoke to his shiftmate, standing next to him.