Two hours later.
Midday.
In a massive mining site located a dozen miles outside Laisi City, the sun was hanging high in the sky.
A sun as red as a wagon wheel was positioned at the center of the sky, constantly scorching the earth. During this time at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, it generously released the year's dwindling heat.
Beneath the sun was an open-pit mine filled with cavities, as well as numerous mining tunnels carved into the adjacent mountain.
Over a thousand miners, shirtless, worked diligently throughout the mining site like worker ants in a colony. Despite sweltering with sweat, they barely had time to wipe it off, allowing dirt-colored sweat beads to roll down their sun-bronzed backs onto the ground where they shattered.
