Chen Jixian turned his face away. What a menace, he thought.
Chen Gu certainly had his own purpose in wanting to subdue these overseers.
The entire mining area was permanently garrisoned by the city-state's army for mine protection. If these overseers reported to their superiors, the army would immediately come to suppress the believers. He also needed to use his identity as a "Prophet" to continue communicating with other shrines and ascertain the inner workings of this heretical cult, so he could not afford to be interrupted by the military.
Now, he had managed the entire mine so tightly that it was like a solid block of iron, allowing him to proceed comfortably with his subsequent plans. This mine pit, too, had become unprecedentedly "unified." The miners and overseers had all become "fellow worshippers." The overseers no longer needed to scream themselves hoarse urging them on, nor did they need to wield whips as threats. The miners, in turn, worked exceptionally hard.
