"A slave to the mines, a slave he shall remain…" Lu Ye comforted himself with these words. Compared to those who had been killed, at least he was still alive.,He kept walking, not stopping until he had covered about ten zhang. Only then did he put down the mining basket on his back. He tightened his grip on the pickaxe in his hand and took a stone of medium size from the basket, weighing it lightly.,>Because many miners starved to death after being robbed, it is not uncommon.。