Three days later, a dozen children fainted and fell to the ground.
Yu Ziqing waved his hand gently, and the group gradually woke up, still somewhat bewildered as they observed their surroundings. Some had not yet recovered from the continuous beatings and still didn't know exactly what had happened.
Yu Ziqing didn't explain, letting the little kids come over to settle these people down, with the initial plan to mine for a year... well, make that three months.
Depending on their performance, future tasks would be decided later.
These things were not heavily involved by Yu Ziqing, as Jinlan Mountain already had a systematic program to train young ones.
Mining was merely the most basic form of training, serving not only to strengthen the body but also to temper the mind.
It wasn't that Yu Ziqing didn't want to oversee it, but he had other matters to attend to.
