Chapter 121 Pretending to Be Sick

The team escorting the iron ore set off.

There were ten soldiers and six prisoners.

There were three trailers carrying the iron ore.

Zhang Chen followed the old man.

The old man asked Zhang Chen to disguise himself as much as possible.

After all, Zhang Chen was in such good condition that he didn't look like a miner who was not well fed and clothed.

Zhang Chen had no choice but to get some dirt and coal on his body and look unkempt.

Fortunately, Zhang Chen had a good control over his spirit and spirit, which could make up for some of the flaws in his disguise.

It was too slow to push the mine cart on the mountain. Zhang Chen couldn't stand it and said, "This is too slow."

The old man laughed and said, "It's still fast today. Everyone is full and satisfied. Otherwise, we might not be able to get there before dark."

Zhang Chen put away the three mine carts and said, "This way we can move forward much faster. Let's go quickly."

"I'll take out the mine carts when we get there."

The old man was obviously surprised when he saw Zhang Chen put away the mine carts.

He knew that Zhang Chen had a special identity, but not many people had storage tools.

And Zhang Chen's storage tools were obviously very large, which was not something that ordinary people could have.

But the old man also understood that such a person was not something he could guess at will.

It would even be better not to have too much contact with Zhang Chen, otherwise it would be a disaster rather than a blessing to leave here.

"We're here, let's take a break, you estimate the time, and we'll move."

It was much easier to walk on the mountain road that was difficult to push a cart. It would take at least five hours to walk, but now it only took two hours.

After Zhang Chen released the three carts, he said, "I'll go to the front and take a look, and come back later."

He ran lightly towards the mountain, and soon Zhang Chen saw the camp in the belly of the mountain. The periphery of the camp was surrounded by thick wooden stakes.

There were even sentry towers, and the layout was very reasonable.

It was completely different from the shabby concentration camps seen in the iron ore area.

"Fortunately I didn't break in. The defense of this place is comparable to that of a military camp."

After returning to the resting place, Zhang Chen waited with everyone.

The old man asked, "How did you investigate?"

"It is indeed very strict. Although there is a chance to break in by force, I am afraid that the price I paid is not small."

"If it is just to find someone, there is no need to cause such a big mess."

The old man nodded. He was afraid that Zhang Chen would be impulsive.

When the sun was almost setting, the old man called everyone to get on the road.

When it was darker, it was easier for Zhang Chen to get away.

Everyone walked towards the camp in the center of the mountain. There were also convoys in other directions.

There were ten soldiers with six miners, transporting different ores.

"Iron ore, silver ore, gold ore, steel." They are all common ores, only gold ore is more precious.

"Zhang Chen, it will be up to you later. We will leave first after delivering the things to the place."

The old man once again instructed Zhang Chen, and Zhang Chen nodded to show that he understood.

The escorting soldiers asked everyone to hand in the ore, and then they waited on the side.

Next, it was up to Zhang Chen to perform.

When everyone was unloading the car, Zhang Chen suddenly knelt down on the ground, and then covered his stomach with a hideous expression of pain.

The old man looked at Zhang Chen and thought he really had a talent for acting, and he pretended to be so real!

"What's going on!?"

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Many miners came to watch the excitement, and the old man pulled Zhang Chen and said, "Come quickly, come quickly."

"Our people are dying."

The guards of the Chijin Mine immediately came over, looking at Zhang Chen lying on the ground, twisting his body and looking painful, and the old man who was supporting him, and asked, "What's going on!"

"He suddenly had a stomach disease and needs emergency treatment."

"Take him to see a doctor quickly."

"Which mine are you from? It's really troublesome!"

Although the guards were reluctant, they immediately started to contact and asked the old man and others to carry Zhang Chen to a tent.

Zhang Chen was carried to the tent.

"The doctor will be here soon. You guys should go back first!"

The old man glanced at Zhang Chen as if to say take care. Zhang Chen nodded and watched the old man and others leave.

"Sir, our brother..."

The old man secretly handed a few gold coins to the guard and said, "I'm afraid his illness won't be cured for a while, so let him rest here."

The soldier nodded and said, "Stop talking nonsense and leave here."

Zhang Chen was lying on the bed. Soon a man with a goat's head came in with a small medicine box.

The old goat said, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhang Chen immediately unlocked the gene lock and slightly controlled his body and said, "My stomach feels uncomfortable."

The old goat put his finger on Zhang Chen's stomach and frowned slightly.

Zhang Chen felt the old goat's fighting spirit, and the mutated true essence in his body instantly swallowed up the fighting spirit.

"This... is not right."

"What's wrong?"

"I invaded your body with Dou Qi, but it feels like... you have an incurable disease!"

"You won't live for many days."

Zhang Chen was horrified and said, "No way, you have to save me!"

"Don't say it's me, even if you go to the imperial city, the result you can get is the same."

"You can live for at most one week."

"I'll prescribe some painkillers for you, take them every day."

The old goat took some medicine and gave it to Zhang Chen, then walked out of the tent, and said a few words to the soldiers outside before leaving.

When the old goat left, the soldiers came in, and looked at Zhang Chen with a hint of sympathy.

"Boy, you stay here with us for the time being, you don't have to go back to the iron ore area."

"I'll arrange a good job for you, anyway, you don't have many days left..."

"Come with us."

Zhang Chen got out of bed, took a painkiller prescribed by Lao Yangyang, and then his face seemed to ease a lot before he followed the two soldiers.

"You live here."

The two soldiers took Zhang Chen to the sleeping place and said, "Today's work is over. When others come back, someone will tell you what to do tomorrow."

The two left without much explanation.

Zhang Chen got in anyway and was not discovered.

"It seems that I pretended quite well."

"It's just that this place is too inhumane. I'm almost dying and I still have to work?"

Zhang Chen complained and observed.

The environment here is much better than the iron ore area, with beds and quilts.

Twenty bunk beds are only slightly worse than the soldiers in the iron ore area.

At least it looks like a place for people to live.

After a while, more than a dozen people returned to the tent. One of them walked towards Zhang Chen and patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder, then sighed and said, "Just call me Lao Shen."

"You are so young, you have suffered so much."

Zhang Chen said with a smile, "Lao Shen, what exactly should we do?"

Lao Shen said, "Just sleep on this bed, I will tell you slowly."

"Stop talking, it's time for dinner, Lao Shen, come and eat."

Lao Shen nodded and asked Zhang Chen to come and eat together.

"I don't know what your name is yet."

"My name is Zhang Chen."

"Haha, then we are quite predestined."

Lao Shen smiled and handed a meal to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen took it in his hand, white flour buns, fresh vegetables, and a large portion, which was very good.

"This..."

"This is something only we can eat, other workers don't have this treatment!"

"Our work is the easiest and the treatment is the best!"