radicalducati Chapter 249
Chapter 249
On the other side of the mine, women and children worked.
Carl's wife and children were among them. They were responsible for sorting the ore and separating different types of ore.
The children's tender hands scratched wounds on the rough ore.
Blood flowed, but they dared not cry out, and could only endure the pain silently.
Carl's wife watched the child suffer, her eyes full of tears and helplessness. Her body was already exhausted, but for the sake of the child, she could only grit her teeth and persevere.
The supervisors of the flame tribe patrolled back and forth, their eyes were full of disdain and cruelty, and once they found someone moving a little slower.
They would whip them severely with a flame whip, and the whipped person would be burned by the flames in an instant, and scream miserably.
At noon, the human slaves had a short break.
But this so-called rest was just eating a little bit of food in a corner of the mine under the supervision of the supervisor.
The food was a paste with a rancid smell, mixed with some unknown impurities.
Carl looked at the food in his hand and felt sick, but the hunger still drove him to force himself to swallow it.
He shared some of his food with the weaker people around him, especially the children.
He knew that this little bit of food might be the hope of survival for them.
During the rest time, Carl would secretly look at his wife and children, his eyes full of worry and love.
He often blamed himself in his heart, why he couldn't protect them from such suffering.
After a day of work, the human slaves dragged their tired bodies back to their residence.
However, night does not mean safety, but is filled with more fear.
The flame tribe will come to the residence from time to time to select humans as sacrifices for their evolution.
Whenever they heard the heavy footsteps and terrifying roars of the flame tribe, the human slaves would fall into extreme panic.
Carl would hug his wife and children tightly, hide them behind him, and pray silently in his heart that they would not be chosen this time.
However, fate is always so cruel.
At night, the flame tribe broke into their residence.
Their burning bodies illuminated the dark shed and brought the breath of death.
The flame tribe patrolled back and forth in the crowd, their fiery eyes seemed to be examining each item.
Finally, their eyes fell on Carl's little daughter.
The little daughter was so scared that she burst into tears and hugged Carl's legs tightly.
Carl's heart was full of anger and despair. He knelt on the ground and begged the flame tribe to let his daughter go, but the flame tribe was indifferent.
They took the little daughter away from Carl roughly, and the little daughter's shrill cry seemed to tear Carl's heart apart.
Carl tried to resist, but was easily knocked to the ground by the flame tribe.
He could only watch his daughter being taken away.
Disappeared in the darkness, at that moment, he felt that his world had completely collapsed.
After losing his daughter, Carl's spirit was greatly hit.
He became more taciturn, and the light in his eyes dimmed.
But he knew that he couldn't just give up, he still had a wife and son to protect.
In the mine, he worked harder, trying to numb the pain in his heart with fatigue. However, the torture of fate did not stop.
Due to long-term fatigue and mental stress, Carl's health was getting worse and worse.
He began to fall ill frequently, but there was no medication.
He could only continue to work in pain, and every movement was like fighting against death.
His wife looked at his increasingly haggard body, her heart was full of worry, but she was powerless and could only cry silently.
In a mining accident, a violent explosion occurred in the mine.
Countless rocks fell from the rock wall, burying many human slaves underneath.
Carl was not spared, and his legs were pressed down by a huge rock, unable to move.
His companions tried to save him, but the overseer of the flame tribe stopped them, thinking it was a waste of time.
Carl watched his companions being driven away, his heart filled with despair.
He knew that his life was about to end.
In the last moments of his life, he thought of his daughter, wife and son, and his heart was filled with guilt and reluctance.
He hoped that they could survive, even in this dark world, and continue to persevere.
Finally, with a violent cough, Carl spit out a mouthful of blood, slowly closed his eyes, and ended his miserable life.
He could no longer go to the place he longed for.Place - China.
In this world ruled by the flame tribe, Carl is just a microcosm of the tragic fate of countless humans.
They struggle in pain and despair, but cannot escape this dark cage.