A young man held a dagger in one hand and vigorously dug at the fist-sized wounds beside a corpse.
Before long, he dug out a bullet.
The brass bullet had been severely twisted and deformed. Its edges were even torn into terrifying, outward-expanding serrations, sharp enough to be frightening! Fortunately, these corpses could no longer feel pain. After the bullets struck their bodies, they never even had the chance to feel it. Their bodies quickly fell into a coma through their self-protective mechanisms, and they died in that coma.
They dug out the bullets to smelt the copper. Copper was now a sensitive metal resource in the Federation and had been placed on the restricted export list.
Although exports had basically stopped, they were scattering huge numbers of import orders throughout the International Community.
They needed more copper. Whether it was copper ore or various types of refined copper ingots, they needed all of it! Maliro could no longer grow cash crops, and only a tiny number of ranches were still operating. The entire society had lost its source of income.
Minerals seemed to have become their final "stubbornness."
There were quite a few mining areas within Maliro. It was still very warm inside them, as the thick earth cut off the external cold. The higher concentration of carbon dioxide also raised the temperature inside the mines.
But compared with mining copper ore and smelting it into a small piece of copper, digging out bullets was clearly much faster.
Unfortunately, it was not sustainable.
The young man put the twisted bullets into the small cloth bag hanging from his waist. The jingling sound from inside showed that he had already collected quite a lot.
There were even more young people and children around him, doing the same thing.
They were