"Yade, do you think we can eventually persuade her?"
In the dry, hot wind, two young men stood on a high platform, surrounded by a vast expanse of red and yellow land. This was the satellite tower located outside the mining area. Looking down, they saw a massive basin spanning several dozen kilometers.
"You've gotten soft, Moxun," replied one of the young men with short black hair and sharp eyes.
"The question seems to suggest that if we can't persuade her, we should give up."
"If it doesn't work this time, then keep persuading, use every possible means to bring her to our side."
"I won't stop, and I hope you can stand firm too." Yade patted his friend's shoulder beside him.
Meanwhile, at the base of the satellite tower, about ten kilometers from the two, Blanchi was visiting the impoverished residents living in the mining area.
