Chapter 2365. The Woman in the Stone
Far away, across the galaxy, in a xenogeneic space that resembled purgatory, there were many creatures from all sorts of different races. They were getting lashed by whips. A hellfire raged everywhere, and they were using shovels, pickaxes, hammers, and other tools to dig into the rock. The stones were dark like ink, but they were also dull. The stones absorbed any light that shone against them, giving nothing back.
The Duke class elites were wearily lifting their shovels to strike the stone. Sparks flew with each hit, and bits of the stone crumbled away and split.
The Dukes and Marquises were like slaves, while the Barons and Viscounts were relegated to transportation duties.
The stones they collected were sent to a stone factory, where all sorts of stone weaponry were forged.
A man stood over them, his expression hard. He used a pen to draw carefully across the stone, marking dimensions as if he was planning how the rock should be carved into.
The noble workers that were in charge of carving and grinding looked at the man with great envy.
The nobles were like hell’s guard dogs. The Hell race ruled, and all other races existed as thralls. Even the Kings of other races were treated as mere slaves.
There was a crystallizer man who was a Marquise, and he looked very weak. Over the past few months, he had been used by the Hell. He was skilled enough that he didn’t have to perform the menial tasks of labor. He was able to enjoy many resources, as he was a person that the Hell looked at very differently.
“Ning Yue, you have done well. What should we do next to increase efficiency?” Hell King squinted his eyes, looking at the young man approaching the palace.