Path of Rising
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
In front of Li Yao's eyes, although it was bizarre, it was a harmonious picture.
Deep inside the dark and cold tunnel in the thin, man-made membrane of the asteroid belt, a child whose eyes were glittering in gold was hanging out with a bunch of half-human-half-demon children.
Just like the adult miners, they had shouldered the burden of life too early and allowed the whips and shackles to pierce deep into their flesh. Under the threat of berating, whipping, and death, they grew tenaciously like weeds and cockroaches.
In the rare free time, the child whose eyes were glittering with gold gradually became the leader of all the other children. He led the children to collect the debris of the broken mining magical equipment in the depths of the mines, repair them, and modify them into all kinds of weird new magical equipment. He also led the children to deal with the supervisors and the mine owners in various ways to buy more food and rest time.