Chapter 179: Those Who've Been Through the Rain Know to Hold an Umbrella for Others

Donovan Yare stood on a little rise, looking down on the noisy miners with open disdain. He knew perfectly well they all had families to feed. Lose this job and their families would go hungry. So they dared to strike, but not to quit for real. To bosses like him, people at the very bottom didn't deserve a shred of sympathy. In a country as populous as Chiton, there was always more labor to chew up and spit out. "Boss, don't push it," said the ringleader, a young miner named Johnny, fury tightening...