Chapter 238: Saka's Bitter Journey (Part 2)

Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal collision and the high-pitched shouting, the slaves who had been curled up in the dark for a long time seemed very confused when they just left the prison car. Thor was no exception. He still looked a little dull, and even the pain could not make him make a little more sound.

Sakaar, the overseer who looked like a big red guy, waved a huge iron whip and whipped the slaves, asking them to line up and walk into the mine.

Thor moved slowly in the team. In front of him was a green-skinned man with a thin figure who looked like a dwarf, and behind him was a tire head with four hands and a lower body like a centipede.

In this team, there were all kinds of strange aliens. Many creatures could not evolve from this galaxy at a glance. Obviously, they were also thrown into this garbage dump from a distant galaxy tens of millions of light years away.

The races that have the ability to travel across galaxies have already developed quite advanced civilizations. Many of the alien creatures among them have evolved into pure intelligent creatures that do not produce anything. Most of them have been pampered in their own tribes, and such torture is unbearable for them.

The green man walking in front of Thor complained in a low voice. His language was like the gurgling sound of a drowning person, which was difficult to understand, but the tone could be heard that he was not saying anything good.

When he passed by a Sakaar supervisor, his mouth did not stop. The strong Sakaar whipped him on the back, and the green man rolled on the ground in pain.

Several Sakaar supervisors laughed. They kicked the green man in the stomach, watched him vomit blood, and then lay on the ground without moving.

One of the Sakaars muttered a few words with some dissatisfaction, picked up the green man and walked to the side, then threw the green man into the air like throwing a sandbag, and then fell on a log with a sharpened top, and was strung up like a skewer.

Thor's lips trembled, and his arms moved, but he turned his head back in the end without moving.

But the Sakaar supervisors focused their attention on him, because among the aliens, Thor was very strong.

A whip hit Thor, and Thor staggered and fell down, sitting on the ground groaning, but did not speak.

The Sakaars cursed a few words and kicked him with their feet, but he did not make a sound. This kind of prey that would not resist and toy that would not make a sound could not satisfy the violent and bloodthirsty emotions of these Sakaars. They just grabbed the iron chain on Tor's shoulders and pulled him up.

Thor was like a sandbag hanging at the end of a rope, dragged on the ground and rolled, then staggered to his feet and returned to the team.

Thor was silent from beginning to end, his eyes were covered under his deep brows, his face was covered with mud, his brilliant golden hair was messed up by the mud, and stuck to his face in clumps. The wound on his shoulder began to scab, but before it healed, it was rubbed by the sharp thorns that pierced through and bled.

The pain forced him to hunch over, and with every step, the iron chain would slide on the ground, making a "click" sound.

The long line extended all the way to the outside of the Red Ring Mine, and the people in the front line moved forward one by one, walking into the dark cave of the mine, as if being swallowed by a huge mouth of the abyss. The people who walked in did not make any sound, and perhaps they would never have the chance to make a sound again.

Tiny dust flew from the edge of the footprints, blood dripped on the ground, and the sound of the iron chain kept surrounding. Thor, who walked to the door of the mine, raised his head slightly and saw a Sakaar who was a little thinner than those supervisors standing above the mine cave.

He looked at the slaves queuing to enter the mine below, with deep sarcasm and malice in his eyes. Thor heard him say in the common language of the Forge Galaxy: "I gave you a chance to be reborn... I am your god, thank me..." Then, Thor's back was also swallowed up in the shadow of the cave. At the last moment of stepping into the darkness, he looked back at the huge planet floating on the horizon outside the mine. The planetary rings were floating, hazy and mysterious. His eyes seemed to pass through billions of light-years of the universe, looking at Asgard, looking at his former hometown, with a sense of determination and sadness. And Loki outside the screen was silent. Loki pursed his lips and didn't speak, his eyes didn't move, but stared straight at the magic screen. Although Sakaar is called a cosmic garbage dump, it is precisely because many high-level interstellar civilizations throw garbage to this place. After their technology was collected by the Sakaar people, a unique school of technology was born, which can be called "stitching monsters" or "garbage secondary utilization". In short, Sakaar has a good level of technology, at least higher than that of humans, but the reason why they still need to pick up "garbage" as slaves and let them mine manually is because the minerals in the Sakaar mine are very special and cannot be mined mechanically.

The Red Ring Mine is a large mine in the southern part of Sakaar, belonging to the ruler of Sakaar, the "Red King". It is rich in a special mineral called "Sakaar Rock". The special thing about this mineral is that it will only appear if there are real creatures observing it, otherwise it will be nothingness.

Without the attention of intelligent life, it will not appear, so many slaves are needed to enter the dangerous mines to keep an eye on these minerals with the observer effect. After being processed, Saka rock will become the core material of the invisible position favored by many advanced interstellar civilizations, and it has a good market in the interstellar market.

Because of this, Saka has a fairly mature industrial chain. Garbage dump owners like Red Wing specialize in squatting in places where aliens often throw garbage, collecting all kinds of garbage and aliens that fall with the garbage.

And the big red guy is equivalent to a long-distance truck driver. They are responsible for transporting these alien slaves from the garbage dump and pulling them to the mine to work.

After these slaves enter the mine, although they do not have to do extremely harsh physical labor, this does not mean that the work here is easy. It can even be said that if they have the opportunity to be noticed by these long-distance drivers and sent to the arena to fight various terrible alien monsters, they are very lucky, because once they enter the mine, the death rate of slaves is 100%.

Because the mining of Sakaar star rock is not in a mine in the physical sense, but in a collapsed dimensional fragment. Once it involves space fragmentation and dimensional collapse, the degree of danger can be imagined.

After Thor was brought into the mine, he was assigned to the southern area. The leading Sakaar supervisor said: "You are lucky, trash. This is the mining point favored by His Majesty the Emperor. Therefore, we will let you live longer. If you understand the terrain here, you may have a chance to become an old miner and survive here."

Accompanied by his narration, Thor walked through the cave. What appeared in front of him was not the kind of mine he had seen before, but a huge abyss filled with endless galaxies. There were some diamond-shaped fragments like mirrors floating crosswise in the abyss, and there were also many dazzling lights attacking these fragments.

Among the intricate fragments, there were brackets built with wood engraved with special patterns. Slowly going down along a circular staircase attached to the wall, Thor saw that there were various aliens lying on these brackets, and then staring at one direction.

The one closest to him was a humanoid creature, but his legs and arms were longer. Because of his long limbs, he had an advantage. He used his long limbs to hug the log with patterns.

Then, Thor saw that when a piece of debris suddenly lit up, the alien pressed a button embedded in the bracket, and a laser shot over. The debris scattered into star-like light, and then was collected by a magic light ball and floated to the other side.

The miner who was farther away from Thor was not so lucky. The same debris flashed. After he pressed the button, the laser shot over, but it did not break the debris, but refracted many small lasers. The lasers flew out, many of which hit the wooden brackets where many miners lived. In an instant, shouts and curses rang out.

Then, a long tentacle pulled the failed miner off the log support he was holding tightly. Then, Thor saw that there was a huge fish mouth in the direction where the tentacle stretched out. The tentacle rolled the miner into the fish mouth. He didn't even scream and disappeared completely.

"You have to work hard." The voice of the supervisor Sakaar came: "Otherwise, he will treat you as food."

Thor was driven by the supervisor to the log support at the bottom, and then he was whipped. After he stepped on the log, he chose a support to stand on, but at this height, there were very few glowing fragments.

"You must press the button when the star rock glows. Remember, it must be when the light is brightest. If it is too early or too late, the mining laser will not be able to break the star rock and mine the ore. The laser will destroy the support under you. Once you fall, you will die."

The supervisor sneered and said, "Of course, don't think that being lazy will work. If you don't succeed once a day, you will be turned into food at night..."

When he said this, the whole support suddenly shook, and a huge "rumbling" sound came from the bottom of the starry sky. The strong supervisors staggered, and an alien who had just stood on the support was shaken down. The old miners above took advantage of their size and held on to the support tightly.

"In the broken dimension, shock is very common. If you don't want to die, hold on tight."

Thor almost fell down. He only realized now that the big red guy who carried him here had deep malice, because he inserted the spikes and chains into one of Thor's shoulders, causing Thor's arm to be unable to exert force at all. In this case, he couldn't hold on to the bracket for too long.

But Thor didn't react. His eyes were still a little dull and his movements were very slow. He had just stabilized his body when another tremor came. He was shaken to the edge of the bracket, but he didn't mean to adjust his posture at all.

At this time, Loki, who was lying on the bed, repaired his body very quickly, or the work of the venom was quite efficient. Half of his body had gradually recovered from the phantom, and then Schiller saw that at the moment when the mine trembled on the magic screen, Loki grabbed the guardrail with one hand.

Strange also saw this action, and he and Schiller looked at each other.

Schiller whispered: "Someone is going to get restless...but I won't say who it is."