The Game of Global Mining

Shenqian Headquarters.

After several nights in a row, the Young Master, who alternated between conquering and abandoning villages, only managed to sleep through the day with the help of drinking to drown his sorrows.

When he woke up, his worries were still unresolved. What should he do next?

"Report to the Young Master, the entire team on the first layer of Hell has completed the task of collecting 10,000 mineral crystals, but no trial hint for moving to the second layer has been triggered."

The Young Master asked in a deep voice, "What level is that Supervisor Boss?"

"We can no longer see its level, but it's estimated to be around level 40."

The Young Master could no longer tolerate this greedy supervisor who kept extracting profits: "Do you all think defeating this guy is the key to entering the second layer?"

No one on the team dared to answer.

"Peeping Tom! What's your opinion?"

The Peeping Immortal felt a chill on his scalp. He didn't dare say yes, nor could he say no, so he played with words: "Whether it is or not, I think it's worth a try; 3,000 level-1 players can hardly break through a level-40 Boss's defense with physical attacks, the only effective attack method is the Throwing Technique, everyone can first dig out waste stones to use as ammunition and spend three to four hours to comprehend the Basic Throwing Technique..."

The Young Master frowned: "Do you think it's feasible?"

Peeping felt a flash of inspiration: "The process of practicing throwing is essentially a labor strike process, perhaps a strike could trigger unexpected events."

The Young Master was intrigued: "We can give it a try!"

There is a high probability the attempt will fail!

As the ace of tasks, Peeping not only had to fight against NPCs but also contend with the Young Master, so he had to produce more reliable results to compensate for any failures.

"Young Master, led by Chun, the players of the China District in Southern Canyon Village have embraced an underground idol NPC named Bilenna... This Bilenna has publicly disclosed a debt list from a century ago. I think as a journalist, I should promote this widely, forcing the descendants of these silent debtors to come forward and attack, keeping the China District players supporting her busy!"

This finally energized the Young Master: "Great, proceed!"

"I've already drafted the article. Chun is the main culprit in multiple collusions with pirates to spread plagues, and it can be published immediately."

The Warrior Corps leader, Sakamaru Saito, also suggested: "Young Master, we now only have the Western Fortress Village left and have assembled all of our Warrior Corps' power. I believe we should move west into the continent's interior to reach Pioneer Village and gain residency rights there."

The Young Master frowned again: "Once outside the fortress, the monsters are all around level 40, and our Warrior Corps' average level is not even 30. Can we manage it?"

"We can spend money to recruit cannon fodder newcomers to lure and divert overly powerful monsters."

The Young Master felt a pang, "Spending money again... All right, let's do it."

The Sea Merchants Association President, Sakamaru Noto, asked: "Young Master, we've been providing free fish dishes for three days to the Baron of Shangri-La Commerce Association, and if we continue to provide for free—"

The Young Master felt overwhelmed: "You are the Sea Merchants Association President, you decide..."

...

At 7:30 PM, after finishing dinner, Chun returned early. He didn't intentionally slack off until 9 PM.

After all, the embarrassing drama at noon made Chun really reluctant to stay outside. Besides, there were spices on the ship, and he was truly afraid the Siren would run around again.

At this time, the brothers in the internet cafe were happily mining on auto-mode, and there was nothing major going on, so Chun just greeted them briefly and returned to the private room to log in.

——System Prompt: ... The current time is 19:41 on the Golden Continent.

——System Prompt: Congratulations! Your body has been taken over by the Possessing Mirror Spirit, Aileen. You skillfully piloted the large ship, Obsidian, and your expert-level Sailing Technique has upgraded to level 2, increasing your carry capacity by 2, physical strength by 2, and life by 2...

Oh yeah!

The Sailing Technique has really leveled up.

Looking out, the large ship was once again sailing on that underground dark sea like a heavenly river. It seemed the Siren had finished absorbing energy.

Aileen grumbled: "Finally here, I feel wretchedly hungover; you take over now!"

——System Prompt: The Possessing Mirror Spirit, Aileen, has disengaged from control.

Chun genuinely felt apologetic: "Thanks for your hard work! How's the dance class going?"

Aileen grumbled: "None of them reached the requirement of 1000 followers."

Chun was surprised: "Then can they pay money?"

"I don't have an account! And they don't have cash."

Holy Shit!

That's right, without a proper identity, how can there be a bank account? Without an account, even if people wanted to repay, there's nowhere to transfer the money to. Is this a pointless debt collection? Maybe my commerce association could collect on her behalf? As long as there's some funds coming in, would it count as settling the bankruptcy of the commerce association with some confusion?

Aileen said solemnly: "Also, in Black Iron City, there are already rumors about me everywhere saying I'm a scammer sent by pirates..."

Chun was suddenly taken aback! This is something players could say casually, but if it spreads throughout the city, it means NPCs also believe it. What kind of opinion force is that? The key is, there were no pirates involved at all!

Chun couldn't see clearly the trend of the chaos, so he could only say the previous analysis: "After research, I think that the people in this village are all descendants of mercenaries, all pretending to be weak to observe you... so since they pretend to be weak, you pretend to be strong, make them unable to see through your origins..."

Aileen snorted coldly: "I'm already strong, alright."

"Maybe they are equipped with Magic Gold and Mithril..."

"Noted!"

Glad you are listening to advice.

At this moment, the Siren spoke: "We're about to arrive; should we go directly to Plague Island in the daytime, or look for Evil Spirit City which wasn't there during the day?"

Chun hesitated: "Directly look for Evil Spirit City. I have nowhere to hide this cargo during the day..."

The Siren said: "Then I'll open a Spatial Gate first, but this is forcibly tearing through space, so I'm not sure which gap is the gate, I need to focus on the gem's trajectory and can't look for you; once you see the gate, charge through it quickly!"

Chun asked: "Can you open a Spatial Gate anytime, anywhere?"

The Siren laughed: "Of course, it's by using the gem to absorb the spatial energy from Spice Island. I have to say, this energy is hard to find in this ordinary world—so, get ready!"

Chun, slightly drunk from the blurred screen, lacked confidence, further aggravated by the plague sight issues: "Aileen, Aileen, assist me again!"

Aileen grumbled: "This stench of alcohol is seriously annoying! It's even making me lose confidence!"

The gem in Siren's hand emitted a distorting wave: "Go, quick!"

At this moment, a wide area around the ship was blurred and distorted!

Holy Shit! Isn't this too wide a range for a space tear? Which one is the gate?

Chun was completely perplexed, this was entirely different from the conceptual spatial gate which should be a bright halo, right?

"Aileen!"

Aileen was also confused: "I don't know!"

"Activate the Treasure Hunting Skill!"

After all, during the last dive in Wind Howling Bay, it was the Treasure Hunting Skill that found the Spatial Gate—but it didn't work!

Just then, Old Bai, suddenly excitedly pointed his bony finger: "I see home! Over there!"

Ah? Then I'll trust you!

Without thinking too much, Chun could only rush in the direction the finger pointed!

The distorted blurry scene seemed to clear up; Chun distinctly saw a well-preserved, vibrant town! He even vaguely saw people moving on the pier!

Holy Shit? Is this? Is this Evil Spirit City?

Then the scene froze! The interface stopped moving!

Chun only heard the cockpit's mainframe buzzing loudly, holy shit, holy shit, did it crash? It couldn't be, right?