>More than a year of slave life, Lu Ye had seen too many tragedies and long understood that in this world where people devour each other, any mercy and sympathy was useless.,In the mine shafts, people died every day. Every few steps you could see a skeleton scattered on the ground.,A numbness spread through his chest, the sound of a bone cracking echoing in the air. Lu Ye cried out as he was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground.。