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Chen Youzai felt a heart-wrenching pain coming at him, but there was nowhere to hide. He wanted to run, but it was difficult for him to even stand up. With nothing left, the last hope he had was shattered. Under these kind of conditions, not even ten days would pass. If he didn't die from starvation, he would still die. Chen Youzai wanted to cry but had no tears. A sweet taste came from his throat as he clearly saw two puddles of blood under his feet. The moment he fell, he felt so unreconciled, unwilling to let his 17 year old life end casually on this barren land.

"You won't die that easily!"

He didn't know when, but Chen Youzai heard a strange voice beside his ear. He wanted to open his eyes and tell that person that he never wanted to die and that he was so afraid of death. However, after working hard for a long time, Chen Youzai only grunted twice. He couldn't even raise his eyelids.

"One day, I've decided to let you die. Even if you want to live, you won't be able to …"

Was it the grim reaper? Or had the King of Hell come to summon him? Chen Youzai was enveloped by a huge panic. The light from the flowers made his body feel lighter and lighter, as if he was about to float up. Was he going to leave? Chen Youzai's heart instantly turned into ashes.

He felt his teeth being pried open by someone again, and a warm liquid flowed down his tongue into his throat. It was probably Grandma Meng's soup! Chen Youzai secretly thought that although Grandma Meng was a bit ruthless, the soup was still delicious. Perhaps this could be considered a relief as Chen Youzai had completely lost all hope.

After waking up, Chen Youzai felt like he had somehow recovered some physical strength, but the environment didn't improve at all. Chen Youzai, who had come back to life again, was extremely excited. He held his hands in gratitude to God for showing mercy to him. Right now, being able to live was Chen Youzai's highest request. Because as long as they were alive, there was still a chance for them to find the silver coins.

Over the next few days, Chen Youzai finally experienced the feeling of living a life worse than death, even if it was just the beginning. He thought his body didn't need any food because he didn't know that someone was feeding him soup beforehand. Facing the stinky wild vegetables, Chen Youzai's dark face revealed an expression that said he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Chen Youzai couldn't stand the constriction of his stomach anymore. He pinched his nose and took a bite. The next second, he started to vomit. Bile and blood made Chen Youzai cry once again. He didn't feel like he was a weak person, but these days, he seemed to have been crying all the time. Other than crying, he couldn't find any other outlet.

Without food or water, they would not even dare to open their mouths, because in such a dry place, a mouth would mean that their tongue would stick to their mouth. Other than the heavy work, he also had to endure the fierce beating that came from the inside. Furthermore, Chen Youzai hated his body very much right now. No matter what, he would not rot away. If it was rotten, he would not be able to feel it. After fighting like this for a few days, he would continue to be clean and clean. Then, he would be branded with a new wound. It was like a purgatory torture.

He only slept for a few hours a day, but because of all the wounds, he moaned in pain and didn't dare to cry out during the day. Only after half the night passed did Chen Youzai wake up from his sleep with a hard stick or whip, continuing the torture he went through the next day.

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