The sight of the lifeless young man aroused a sense of urgency in Han Mengli that he had never felt before. In nearly 300 years of being enslaved, he had not once tried to escape, but now that he saw this, he knew he had to.
This place had no fairness or justice. Death could come for him simply for looking at the demons the wrong way. He could not wait for someone else to save him now.
He had to start working toward his own escape.
That night, he was either lost in the memories of the dead he had seen before or planning what he was to do next.
The next day, he immediately went to the depths of the mine and started preparing. He mined for a short time, gathering all the ores he needed, and even a little more.
