My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Seventeen

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At a deserted, mossed ice field filled, there was a huge underground world built beneath karst.

A few kerosene lamps spread minimal heat to the surroundings, and the light they emitted hit the cave ceiling and walls, refracting luster between metals and ores.

It was damp, cold, lonely and depressing.

In this inaccessible underground space which seemed like an entirely different world, numerous steel pillars with the width of an arm securely formed a square iron prison with an area of a few hundred square meters.

An immensely heavy and rusty giant lock tightly sealed the only door of the iron prison.

This was a place isolated from the rest of the world. It was a place where sunlight couldnt be seen throughout the year. One couldnt inhale fresh air inside as well.

The cold, underground humidity could unstoppably erode, or even swallow anyones soul.

However in the iron prison, there were around ten thin and small figures curled up in different places of the iron prison. Some were lying on the ground, some sat there while hugging their knees while the others leaning against the steel pillars of the prison.

They were a group of boys and girls who looked around ten years old. They were all wearing grey short-sleeved shirts and shorts on their haggard and gaunt bodies.

There was no food. The only thing which allowed them to survive was merely the underground water which was occasionally dripping from the stalactites.

After days of suffering cold and hunger, many of the children were on the edge of collapsing.

More horrifyingly, there was no sound at all in the underground world which had a creepy and dark atmosphere. Even adults would feel insecure and oppressed after staying in the isolated space for a long time, not to mention it was an ice-cold iron prison. The feeling of despair would repeatedly emerge.

Two days ago, there were still children who were sobbing as a result of failing to suppress the fear in their hearts. However, these children who spent most of their energy had long finished their fuel.

Among the ten or so children, the ones who were lying on the ground were mostly cold corpses by now. However, due to the extremely low underground temperature, the decaying of the corpses took place in a particularly slow manner. They were merely at a rigid state.

Being in the underground which lacked sunlight and moonlight, none of them knew how much time had passed.