"Since that's the case, let's take this down directly."
The Lava General nodded slightly, then added, "Don't worry. I'll lead the way, and the others will protect you."
"Of course we're not worried. With you here, nothing can threaten us." The mining area manager smiled awkwardly, but the concern on his face was obvious to anyone.
The mining area's structure was not particularly primitive. It had some simple magic arrays and mechanical devices, but the ventilation was extremely poor, the air was murky, and the entire mine was very dark.
Whether they were conveniently testing the oxygen levels or simply reluctant to invest in building a Self-Charging Magic Array and Magic Energy Network, they had still chosen torches for lighting.
As the Monkey Car continued descending, the surroundings grew darker. The torches produced considerable smoke, making the air seem even worse and increasingly stifling.
"Mining in an environment like this must be very harmful to the body, right?"
Even he, a mage, could not help activating his filtration spell, much less the ordinary people here. The Lava General asked the question instinctively.
The mining area manager and staff clearly had not expected to suddenly face such a question. They froze for quite a while before finally replying, "If they do not mine here, their lives will be extremely difficult."
Most miners were slaves or refugees who had come from afar. So long as they had a job or a piece of land locally, or were familiar with the surrounding lords and could work within their territories, no one would come to work in the mining area.
Who did not know that this mine devoured people?!
Monsters devoured people... but was the mine itself any different?
Every year, hundreds or even thousands of people died from all sorts of accidents inside