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Chapter 48 It’s time to get equipment

"Another one died?"

The mountain master was slightly startled, and this time he was clearly displeased, "One person at the seventh level of Qi Refining can do the work of ten people. Don't you value this kind of labor?"

"Or do you want to tell me that he died in a fight?"

The captain of the guard wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed dryly, "I'll go ask."

Walking up to Chen Lang, without waiting for further questions, Chen Lang said mournfully:
"Mr. Jin, you work diligently, hauling three carts a day, but in the end you only get three or five spirit stones a month. Even a dog would starve to death."

"Three or five spiritual stones?"

When the mountain master heard this, he walked up to Chen Lang and raised his eyebrows, "Don't cry, he's not dead, he just fainted."

Chen Lang sighed, "What difference does it make whether you die or not?"

"Let me ask you a question." The mountain master said, "I give you 10,000 spirit stones a month. With 300 or 400 people, you should get at least 30 or 40 spirit stones. With his cultivation level, he should get at least 50 or more. Why is he so listless?"

More than fifty? Boy, that's a lot of greed.

Chen Lang said: "He said there are only ten."

The mountain master said "Hmm?" and glanced at the guard captain, as well as the supervisors and guards.

In an instant, the captain of the guards broke out in a cold sweat, and the group of guards lowered their heads and said nothing. Several supervisors stared at him sternly, warning him not to talk nonsense.

Chen Lang took one look and immediately understood.

He said painfully: "In fact, Master Jin didn't get ten spirit stones last month, only three. Wow, I haven't even got one since I came here."

"nonsense!"

"Mountain Master, don't listen to his nonsense. This man has just arrived and it hasn't even been a month. It's not time to distribute spirit stones yet." said the captain of the guard.

Several supervisors also defended themselves, saying, "It was he who beat the guy surnamed Jin, it has nothing to do with us."

"Did you guys get to speak?" The mountain master responded calmly.

The captain of the guard had no choice but to keep silent.

The mountain master looked at the other miners and asked, "How many spirit stones can you receive every month?"

"Five."

"Seven."

"Ten."

"I have three."

The miners answered honestly one by one.

"So little? Why didn't you tell me before?" The mountain master was very dissatisfied. This was too little and it would cause problems.

No one answered. The miners were of low status, so how could they dare to speak?

The mountain master thought for a moment and said, "I bought these people with money, and I may not be able to replace them after they are used up. You have followed me for so many years, so I will not bother with you today. I will give you another 10,000 spirit stones. Distribute them immediately, and don't leave any less."

"Yes." The captain of the guard was already sweating profusely.

Chen Lang suggested: "I suggest that we also bring in the regulators to mine. Seeing how vigorously they crack the whip, mining will surely be fast."

The mountain master said, "This suggestion is feasible."

It's fine if it's just his own subordinates, but he dares to be corrupt even though he is just a small supervisor. He doesn't know the consequences of his own life and he deserves to be punished.

Several supervisors were immediately confused. What the hell does this have to do with me? I finally became a supervisor, and I have to continue mining?

They all gnashed their teeth and wanted to kill Chen Lang.

Chen Lang added, "I have another suggestion."

"It is not advisable to cancel the supervision, sir. We still have to be on guard against the alchemists outside. They can't work without someone supervising them." The captain of the guard said hurriedly. He suggested that Chen Lang should not make the suggestion.

The mountain master thought for a moment, then changed his words and said, "Cancel the supervisor's salary and make it the same as theirs."

"They" naturally refers to the miners.

……

After the inspection, good news came.

Ten thousand spirit stones fell from the sky! There were three or four hundred people in the mine, and each person could get thirty pieces on average, which was basically equivalent to half a year's salary.

Of course, it was impossible to divide it equally. For example, the four people who asked Chen Lang for spirit stones that night each got a hundred.

"Brother Chen, thank you for your kindness."

"I, Liu, owe you a huge favor."

The four skinny monkeys thanked them very solemnly. They didn’t expect that when Chen Lang said he would “think of a solution” for them, he would not only talk about it but actually do it.

One hundred spirit stones, although not much outside, can be easily earned with their cultivation, but in the mine, it is a life-saving thing, enough to make them recover from their injuries, which is equivalent to prolonging their lifespan.

"Go and recuperate." Chen Lang said.

He just said a few words casually. It's useless to ask for favors from these skinny guys. Why should he do this?

This was to prevent these skinny monkeys, especially Mr. Jin and the four big skinny monkeys from other mining areas from becoming extremely hungry and coveting the recovery pills on him, and from plotting against him again.

These guys are really strong, and have basically reached the supervision level. There is no point in wasting time with them. It is better to feed them some food so that they don't bite him like mad dogs.

He had originally planned to use these people to rebel and overthrow the black mine, but after seeing the gang led by the mountain owner, he gave up the idea. All of them were just small fry, and it would be a waste if they all joined in.

"Thank you, Mr. Jin, for your full cooperation." Someone else thanked.

"Ah? Oh." Mr. Jin was still a little confused. How could he accomplish such a great feat after being unconscious for a while?
However, as one of the miners with the highest cultivation, he was also given 100 spirit stones. After hearing what happened, he admired Chen Lang's courage:
"Jin would like to express his gratitude here. If I can get out alive one day, I am willing to follow you. If you encounter danger, I will risk my life to help you."

Others also called him "Brother Lang" and "Master Chen". They had all heard that several masters had been defeated by this tough guy, so it was reasonable for them to call him that.

Asking the mountain master for spirit stones was something they had never dared to think about, but today someone actually did it, and it was this most ferocious prison bully. They discovered that pigs really can climb trees.

"Who is calling you brother here? Who are you willing to risk your life to help?"

Suddenly, the iron gate at the end of the main mine tunnel opened and an indifferent voice was heard.

The miners looked over and saw a dozen supervisors rushing over with swords, sticks and clubs. One of them was carrying a mace on his shoulder, with a grim expression on his face:

"Where is Chen Lang? Come out."

Wow!

All the skinny monkeys scattered in an instant and ran away cleanly. The four skinny monkeys also ran away. Mr. Jin thought about it and realized that what he said was that he would follow him after he got out alive. Now he hasn't gotten out yet, so it can't be considered a breach of promise, so he also ran away.

Chen Lang was the only one left there, sitting on a stone pier, facing a dozen supervisors.

"Hey, Paw Patrol, let's have a meeting." Chen Lang said with a smile, crossing his legs.

Among these people, he saw Shi Ming, but Shi Ming avoided his gaze. It was obvious that he came with bad intentions today, but he had to come.

But soon, Chen Lang's eyes focused on someone's chest.

"Chen Lang, you are quite courageous."

"You want to be a good person, right? Why don't you do it to the end?" A supervisor holding a broadsword came forward and sneered, "Return our salaries, and I can let you die more easily."

Damn it, you miners have taken a lot of things, but we are the ones who suffer. We used to have a small income of thirty spirit stones a month, but now we have nothing. We worked hard to become miners and supervisors. What do they want?
"Stop talking. Elder Shi has ordered that we kill him immediately." Another supervisor whispered.

This was an order I received several days ago. It seemed like he was looking for something, but I forgot what it was, but it would definitely be right to kill him first.

Because the mountain master came to inspect, they did not carry out the order. Now they have offended all of them. If you don't die, who will?

But at this moment, the supervisor suddenly felt a gust of wind around him, and a shadow flashed in his peripheral vision.

The next moment, Chen Lang returned to his original position, but when he raised his right hand, there was an extra person in his hand, who was hanging by the collar.

boom.

With just one punch, the terrifying bloody energy burst out, and the supervisor's head exploded like a watermelon, with blood gushing out.

Chen Lang tore open the clothes on the supervisor's chest and pulled out a round disk. It was the Sansheng Disk, which was now woven into the soft armor and used as a heart guard.

"Idiot, that's not how you use it." Chen Lang took back the San Sheng Plate and finally felt relieved.

He was searched when he came in, and all his belongings were divided up by the group of supervisors. He didn't care about the other things, but he didn't want to lose the San Sheng Plate.

Today, it's your turn to get equipment.

……

(End of this chapter)