He kept walking, not stopping until he had covered about ten zhang. Only then did he put down the mining basket on his back. He tightened his grip on the pickaxe in his hand and took a stone of medium size from the basket, weighing it lightly.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,The miners were not united. Miners from different factions were destined to be unable to unite. For a good piece of ore, the miners would often fight until they were bruised and bloodied.。