It was break time at the mine. The mine was filled with the smell of dirt and sweat. The workers chewed on dried moss as a snack and started to gather in small groups to chat quietly among themselves.

“That lad sure is something.”

“Really. It only took him an hour to go through that route when it usually takes three hours for most people.”

“Dammit. I thought he would fold in a day or two.”

They were talking about the new guy, Seo Jun-Ho—or rather, Sonny. He displayed such incredible speed from the very first day, so a huge betting pot was created among the workers.

- How long would he last?

Most of the workers had bet their ration tickets on four days or less. But would you look at that? A week had already passed in the blink of an eye.

“Do you really think that what he has been doing is possible because he’s young…?”

“We’ve all been that age at some point, haven’t we? That’s something you’re born with.”

“True. He’s the spitting image of my younger self.”

“Be serious, Johnson. Be quiet and just eat your moss.”

“Sure. I bet Sonny would look like your younger self if someone were to beat Sonny’s face black and blue.”

However, one thing was for sure. The workers’ life had become easier ever since Sonny started working here. The role of a runner had always been physically grueling, so the workers...