After work was over in the evening, the miners hurried out of the tunnel like ants after being poured with boiling water. They didn't even bother to wash themselves up and headed straight for the canteen building.
"You guys go to eat. I'll go back to the dormitory. If you have any trouble, just come find me."
Downton frowned. A large group of people were crowded in front of the cafeteria. They didn't know how much time would be wasted waiting for the food to be served.
There is food stored in the war space, and Downton is going to go back to eat. By the way, he will tell Homer about what happened today. As a large encyclopedia, Grimoire may have ways to deal with this situation.
Building No. 6, Dormitory 308, is as dirty as ever, or in other words, the entire building is in the same bad environment.
Opening the cabinet, Downton took out the grimoire.
"How is the life of a miner?" Homer asked eagerly, "It's okay, there are no injuries. It seems that you beat someone else."
Downton chewed smoked ham and briefly introduced what happened, "What do you think I should do?"
"You are right. Those miners with some status cannot be trusted, because they are the ones who least want to change the status quo. You must not only choose from the bottom miners, but also young miners, a large number of them." The magic book immediately said.
Come up with the answer and guide Downton to think, "Do you know why?"
"Are you trying to create competitiveness among them? Make them feel that if they don't work hard or be obedient, their status will be compromised, and then encourage them to work harder for me?" Downton frowned, thought for a moment, and spoke.
Reasons that come to mind.
"Yes, you must keep them in a sense of crisis and feel that they are nothing without you." Homer taught, "So tell them that after a week, you will only want seven of them as your confidants."
"How about giving me some more gold coins as a reward?" Downton smiled, "Anyway, we are not short of money."
"Okay." The magic book agreed, "Your idea is good. One person can be easily killed. As long as you form a huge miner force, even the head of the guard must consider clearly the responsibilities he has to bear if he wants to deal with you.
as a result of."
"Have you ever done this kind of thing before? You seem to be very good at it!" Downton was curious.
"The Brotherhood is better at it." Homer did not answer directly. "Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest, the big foreman will definitely make trouble for you. As long as you resist it, your position among the miners will be more stable."
"I understand." Downton changed the subject, "Do you know about the Brotherhood? I heard that it is one of the most mysterious organizations in the mainland. It is said that every small town has their members?"
The Brotherhood preaches that all things are equal and that everyone in the world is a brother. They resist the existence of classes and resist the aristocracy and wealthy businessmen. They represent the interests of the civilian class and thus gather a large number of members.
"It's just a mob organization." Magic Book obviously disdains the Brotherhood, "Don't ask, as long as you become famous, they will come to you soon. Those guys are pervasive."
Downton nodded, looked at the messy room, and decided to clean it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to live in it.
"Let me tell you, the big-breasted dancers in the Golden Goose Feather Tavern in the main city of the Western Region are amazing. Their plump breasts are bigger than their heads!" Nielsen picked his teeth and boasted to a group of workers, "It takes a whole night to sleep.
One hundred gold coins."
"One hundred gold coins is too much. You are a country bumpkin and a courtesan in the royal capital. It is said that if you touch a finger, it will cost you thousands of gold coins." The workers teased Nielsen, causing a burst of laughter.
"Uh, you went to the wrong place!" Nelson walked into Room 308 and saw that the floor, tables and chairs were wiped clean, and the dirty clothes were piled in the tub. He subconsciously stepped back and took a few steps forward.
Then he realized, "No, this is our dormitory!"
A group of miners gathered in front of the dormitory, as if they saw a prehistoric beast being fucked by a dirty goblin, and they were stunned with shock.
"New here?" Nelson squeezed into the dormitory, scratched his hair, and looked at Downton, who was sitting on the bed and reading a book.
"Yeah!" Downton looked at Nelson's arrogant aura and the glances others looked at him from time to time, and guessed that he was the boss of the dormitory.
"Boy, you are very interesting. Hey, ham is my favorite."
Nelson, wearing work clothes stained with mine ash, sat directly on Downton's bed, grabbed the ham lying next to him and ate it.
"Give me one. The food in the cafeteria is so bad. I haven't even had enough to eat."
"I will definitely find an opportunity to blow the heads of those chefs some other time."
The co-workers crowded in and cursed each other without asking Downton what he meant. In order to fight for the ham, the sheets were covered with handprints and footprints.
"Hey, boy, if you have any more, bring them all out." Nelson was a tall and strong man. There were about sixty miners gathered together and he was also a foreman.
"No more." Downton's voice was cold.
"Haha, it seems you haven't understood your situation yet!" Nelson clenched his fist and looked at Downton jokingly, "It doesn't matter, under my guidance, you will learn how to live in the Dagger Mine in three days at most.
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"What nonsense are you talking to him about? Which cabinet belongs to him? Just pry it open." A miner with scars on his face was more rude and urged while stuffing ham into his mouth.
"Are you going to beat me up?" Downton didn't have any surprise at all. Not to mention that the steward arranged for him to come in just to let others take care of him. Just by looking at the three empty beds, he knew that these miners were definitely not good people.
The big foremen will not live with the lower-level miners. They are all in the foremen building. These small foremen do not have that kind of treatment, but there is a workaround, which is to treat the new roommates and let them leave voluntarily. There are fewer people and accommodation
The environment is no longer crowded.
Downton has experience. He can tell how cruel the boss of the dormitory is by looking at the vacancies on the bed. Cook, for example, occupies a dormitory by himself.
"Hitting someone? You think too highly of you." Nelson mocked, and the other miners burst into laughter.
Beating people is the most inefficient way. They have many means to repair Downton's collapse.
"Since you have cleaned the dormitory, it would be a good idea to wash everyone's dirty clothes as well." Nelson took off his work clothes and threw them at Downton.
Downton turned aside and dodged.
"Hey, you're quite arrogant!" Nielsen deliberately used force to make his strong muscles bulge, demonstrating to Downton, "What are you waiting for? Take off your clothes."
"Boy, I see your skin is very tender. Do you want me to take care of you?" A gay man took a liking to Downton and looked at his lower body.
A group of miners laughed, took off their clothes and threw them on Downton's bed.
"Don't pry into the cabinet." Nelson scolded the scarred miner. He was not standing up for Downton, but had already regarded his things as his own and wanted to wait until the miners in other dormitories left before taking them out to eat.
The scar miner cursed, but he also understood. If he takes it out now, he probably won't be able to eat a few mouthfuls. These people are all from the same hometown, and it is difficult to refuse if they ask for it.
Downton originally wanted to remain silent, but seeing these guys glance at him from time to time, he suddenly stood up, gathered the dirty clothes, put them in the tub, and carried them to the water room.
"Bah, I thought I could meet a tough guy, but I didn't expect that he was also a softie." The scarred miner spat on Downton's quilt.
"Ignore him, come on, let's play cards!" A miner took out a deck of king's cards and started a routine of gambling and fun.
The work in the mines is tiring and there are no other recreational activities. The miners can only play cards and gamble. Of course, those cowardly miners are almost always the targets of blackmail.
"When that kid comes back later, let him go and win all his money." A miner came up with a bad idea.
"What if he doesn't play?"
"Don't play? Did he have the final say?" Nielsen's words triggered a lot of ridicule. Indeed, rookie miners are the targets of bullying.
If it were an adult man, they might be a little more restrained, but the other person was just a fifteen-year-old boy, so if they didn't deal with him, they wouldn't be able to afford this opportunity.
"You guys play first, I'm going to pee." The gay miner scratched his belly and was about to walk away when Nelson grabbed him.
"Stop wasting it, now, pee on the bed!"
A dozen miners all laughed when they saw Nelson pointing at Downton's bedding with a joking look on his face.
"I'll come too, let the boy enjoy it!"
A few miners who liked to deal with other people stood in front of Downton's bed, took off their underwear, and sprayed the bedding, making a large area wet.
"It feels so good!" The gay guy shuddered, feeling so happy.
"Hurry up, don't let him see it." Nelson urged. He wanted to see Downton sit on the urine without paying attention.
Downton walked into the dormitory and immediately felt something was wrong. The miners all lowered their heads, and some couldn't help but covered their mouths and laughed.
As a magic user, Downton's sense of smell was better than that of ordinary people. He immediately smelled the smell of urine, which made him frown. Then his eyes moved to the quilt and saw the wet traces of urine.
Downton's fists clenched immediately. Although the quilt had been used for several years and was already old, it was sewn by his mother, so he did not replace it after he got money.
"What's wrong? Sit down, don't stand." The gay miner mocked, stretched out his hand to grab the back of Downton's head, and pushed him onto the bed, "This is a greeting gift from everyone, you're welcome, just sit down!"
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"You scumbags!"
A bulging vein appeared on Downton's forehead.
"What did you say? You deserve a beating!" The scarred miner came over and reached out to push Downton, but his standing posture remained upright.
"Hey, you're so brave. I originally planned to teach you a lesson, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. Who would still pee?" Nelson kicked the urine bucket out from under the bed and stared at Downton, "Pee here, let's do it."
He drinks!"
Some miners immediately took off their pants. The miners in other dormitories, as well as those in the corridor who had just returned from the canteen, heard the noise and gathered around, looking at Downton with laughter.
