There was nothing Zeion could do; he had to accept the punishment that had been given. For several days work without stopping, only gathering quarry stones for a piece of bread to survive. "From any perspective, this kind of work is too heavy! Huh... it's really difficult to do all this..." Even Zeion's well-trained body would still feel weary with all this, his body in a seated position staring endlessly at the mining wall. Unconsciously, he had channeled a large flow of energy throughout his body, which, if used now, would create a giant crater. "Should I just escape from here?" grumbled Zeion. "Good afternoon, young man..." This voice diverted Zeion's gaze; spontaneously, he glanced to the right, where an old man was already standing, looking friendly toward him. Seeing Zeion silent, the old man spoke again, "Why? Didn't you hear my gr
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