Mining was a hundred times harder than it looks. It barely took me a few minutes to figure that out.
My day started at the new home quite early as the morning horn blared strongly, unresting my fatigued body easily. To compare the intensity of the horn, I think it had the capacity to even wake the dead from their graves.
Half an hour later another horn blared, a little lighter asking us to collect our breakfast.
I went to get my breakfast along with the others. Since it was my first day, I decided to eat outside along with the other slaves instead of taking the food home.
But alas! None but the former accountant Cameron joined me or even asked for anything. There were about a couple of hundred people easily, not every one of them from the earth, obviously, but at least some of them should be. None came to greet the newcomers. They were busy with their food and lacked time for greetings.
