The main thoroughfare of the mine, which had always seemed exceptionally noisy, was much quieter today. The pigheads had all put down their ore and gathered inside Mine No. 3.
The ones guarding them were their former comrades: 36 pighead rebels led by Pighead.
For some reason, when Baha said these pigheads were rebels, Su Xiao suddenly thought of Old Smoke, the rebel he had encountered in the Hunter World.
Including Houseman, 36 pigheads had shown an intention to resist the Kin. The total number of pigheads in this mobile fortress was 673.
That was less than one-tenth of them. It could only be said that this was perfectly normal. To make the pigheads willingly work as laborers, the Kin had used every method available.
If not for the pigheads' beastly nature, coupled with the Kin's tyrannical methods, it would have been good if five or six out of the more than 700 pigheads had dared to stand up and resist.
Su Xiao had never thought that a few words of encouragement, or having each pighead kill one overseer, would be enough to make them stand up completely. That was impossible. This was no longer a matter of them kneeling. The Kin had buried them in the ground, with only their pigheads visible. In such circumstances, asking the pigheads to stand up and punch the Kin was simply wishful thinking.
In such a situation, how could the pigheads be turned into combat power? It was simple: grab them by the ears and drag them out of the mud. The process would be excruciating, and blood would spray everywhere.
After that, they needed one of their own kind to take the lead. Pigheads also had a herd mentality. After suffering oppression for so long, they would instinctively obey.
They accepted whatever