Arhat of Humanity

In the dim and damp mine shaft, Lu Ye walked forward with a mining basket on his back and a pickaxe in his hand.,"A slave to the mines, a slave he shall remain…" Lu Ye comforted himself with these words. Compared to those who had been killed, at least he was still alive.,But one can't stay here forever as a miner, that wouldn't be right. After all, he is an elite person of the new era. If a person doesn't have dreams, what's the difference between them and a salted fish。