Chapter 978 (1/2)

Darkness finally shrouded the earth, and a bright and magnificent sea of stars appeared in the sky. Two rounds of crescent moon with light blood color hung in the sky, sprinkling the cold light to the ground.

In the No. 17 mining area camp, miners or prisoners who have been working all day walk into the dining room with a large area by dragging their tired bodies. At the command of the foreman, the following teams will receive their own nutrient dinner with their number plates.

About 40% of the prisoners' plates are orange, which means that they are not qualified. They can only get half the amount of nutriment. Moreover, these guys have bloodstains on their bodies. More than 50% of the prisoners' plates are normal blue, so they can get a standard amount of nutriment dinner.

If a miner consumes a lot of physical strength and does not have enough food, his work efficiency will undoubtedly be reduced the next day. Once he fails to complete the task, he will be punished by whipping and withholding nutrients, thus forming a vicious circle.

Those who fail to fulfill their tasks many times in a row are likely to be killed by the supervisors in front of all the prisoners, and then throw their bodies out to feed the aboriginal beasts. Many of the abandoned mines outside have been filled with white bone.

Qin Feng in the team observed silently that the prisoners who had received the nutriment would quickly walk away and find a place to eat quickly without saying a word. They were far away from each other, and they were also vigilant to the surrounding environment.

The fight between prisoners for food is also often staged. In order to survive, they do everything possible. Those big and cruel guys often bully and squeeze their companions. As long as they are not caught by the supervisor on the spot, nothing will happen.

Qin Feng looked at the red number plate in his hand, which was part of the special reward given to him by the supervisor after he handed in the high-quality raw stone. With this, he could not only get double nutrition, but also get a large piece of greasy Tino beef, which was enough to ensure the next day's physical consumption.

There are a few other guys with red number plates like him. Needless to say, they are the lucky ones with unexpected gains and rewards from the supervisor.

Before long, Qin Feng approached the food delivery window. Inside, the fat faced man in the white cap of the chef inspected the number plate he had handed over. He nodded and threw over two cans of unopened nutrients, a bottle of recycled purified water, and Tino beef sealed in a fresh-keeping paper bag, which attracted countless envious and envious eyes around him.

Tino is a kind of Aboriginal ferocious beast on this planet. Its adult body weight can reach more than 10 tons, which is quite fierce and difficult to handle. Only the armed regular army soldiers can deal with it. Because of its delicious meat and rich energy, it is favored by prison management. Ordinary prisoners are not qualified to taste this kind of food.

Qin Feng took his own food, walked briskly to avoid the crowd, came to the corner of the restaurant, and sat down at random to taste.

After unscrewing the lid and tasting it, Qin Feng shook his head in secret. Naturally, this kind of food for prisoners can't expect how good it will taste. There are many impurities in it. The only thing that can be praised is that the nutrition is still adequate. It is not a problem to supplement calories and fill the stomach.

The taste of water is the same, but the taste of Tino beef is acceptable. The key is that it is a real natural food. In this dark and ghost place, ordinary prisoners want to eat this relatively high-grade food. There is no special merit to be expected.

”Boy, give me that piece of meat!” A gloomy voice came from my ear.

”Here it is?”

Qin Feng thought with a sneer in his heart. When he looked up, he saw two bald men with scars on his face. They blocked him in front of him from left to right, and greedy in his fierce eyes.

”I'm not going to hand in anything. If you want to fight, just go ahead together.” He responded lazily and carelessly took a big bite of beef.

A bald man said grimly, ”are you afraid of death? Don't think I don't dare to do it here. You're a little boy with bad luck. Don't think that the supervisor will do something for you

Within the range of tens of meters around, there are hundreds of people standing at different distances. Although they have not made any action, their eyes are very interested in paying attention to the movement here. If the lucky boy shows a slight decline in the face of pressure, they will immediately rush forward like bloodthirsty wolves and tear him to pieces!