Global Mining.

Chapter 128: Isn’t it too much for a sage to hire a master?
Uriel was teleported to room 233 and saw Popona, who was wearing black gauze, black silk, long black hair, and had two black dragon horns on her head, reading a magic book.

"Hello, sir, welcome. What can I do for you?"

Popona was proud and graceful, yet gentle and polite, which made Uriel realize the powerful force contained in her gentleness at a glance.

Uriel took a deep breath and said, "Hello, I am the Sage Uriel. I am very optimistic about the development of our Chamber of Commerce and I would like to join it. What are the requirements?"

Popona was indeed much more respectful, and she adjusted the position of her black silk stockings. "So it's Mr. Sage! Even though I'm far away in Black Dragon Fortress, I've heard of your reputation."

Uriel always enjoyed the feeling of being respected, especially by a strong and beautiful woman: "Thank you for the compliment, Miss. I will never stop."

Popona sighed, "But our Chamber of Commerce owes a billion in debt. What we urgently need now is to pay off the debt. Does Mr. Sage want to pay it off for us?"

It's only 10 billion! Let these idiots start mining and they'll have it in a few months, but the problem is that players can't transfer funds to each other. Shit!
Uriel had no choice but to say, "I am optimistic about the development of the Chamber of Commerce. These debts are difficulties that can be overcome. Leave it to me."

Poponachi said, "But I don't think Mr. Sage has a billion in assets?"

Uriel knew the relevant procedures and didn't bother to elaborate. "Please, Miss, assess me. If I can do it, how about letting me join the Chamber of Commerce?"

Popona nodded. "Since Mr. Sage has requested this, I will give you your first task. There are three mining masters in the Lost Paradise vassal city: the Minotaur Minotaur, the Goblin Dodolin, and the Dark Elf Bast. If you can get one of them to join the Chamber of Commerce, we sincerely welcome you to join and take on a key management position."

Uriel was shocked: "Miss, this is a master! The difficulty of joining the Chamber of Commerce is too..."

Popona smiled. "But you're a sage! It's not unreasonable for a sage to hire a master, right? Actually, this isn't the Chamber of Commerce's standard. The Chamber of Commerce doesn't set standards. It's just my personal preference. I'm just very curious about your sage prowess. I really want to see it for myself."

Uriel was in a state of panic. This bitch was a typical celebrity-hunting type; the higher her own worth, the higher her asking price. But the most annoying thing was that this country bitch actually questioned me. It was very unpleasant!
However, this assessment really hit Uriel's heart. Uriel really wanted to challenge this difficulty and test the value of his privileged player status.

However, if recruitment fails, it will lower your reputation and cause ridicule, and the consequences are unpredictable, so you must be careful when selecting people.

The advantage of these three is, of course, the Grandmaster's arrogance, but their disadvantage is the presence of second- and third-class demons. The Goblin Grandmaster, in particular, is a third-class cannon fodder, making him the most likely to be taken down. However, the more elite individuals are at the bottom of the social ladder, the more they tend to...

How should I put it? It's like a butler who always teaches his son to be proud of being the best butler. This is certainly reassuring, but it also means that the master will never lower himself to ask for help, as he will be in a state of panic.

So if I were to ask a goblin for help with my status, he would definitely be uneasy and even doubt me, the sage. It's better to exclude him!

As for the Minotaur, this race is simple-minded, but they have a certain fundamental dignity that the lower they are, the more they cannot give up. This is the common trait of the Minotaur: stubbornness! A master is a master of stubbornness! Capital is most afraid of stubborn people, and they are difficult to reason with. So they are still excluded.

The best choice, then, is the Dark Elves. They are an ambitious, cruel, and cunning second-class race. Dealing with them is not easy, but it is precisely the easiest! They are like a skilled chess player, each move is logical. Logic is what matters.

It's him!
Uriel had made up his mind: "Then Miss, wait for my good news."

Popona handed over an invitation. "I'm really looking forward to it! The sooner it's finished, the better!"

"Got it." Leaving the Chamber of Commerce, Uriel suddenly felt an indescribable complex feeling. If those hundreds of idiots knew my gift package had been claimed, how would they laugh at me? Of course, they wouldn't dare to do that to my face, but they would definitely do it behind my back.

But if they find out, even if no one else tells me, Sariel will definitely laugh at me in person! This is unbearable.

Anyway, I can't rest now. I have to take down that Dark Elf Grandmaster while they are sleeping...

……

At this time, in the video conference room of the Royal Headquarters.

Ma Yinglong's Royal Iron Division successfully won the right to reside in the Southern Canyon Village. In high spirits, they called together the presidents, coaches and top players of all professional teams in the country to gather in a video conference. On the one hand, they wanted to show off and celebrate, and on the other hand, they wanted to jointly study the collection bill of Biliana.

There were dozens of NPCs listed on the bill, with a total principal of 23 billion. While most were suspected to be descendants of Black Iron City NPCs, a small number were suspected to have migrated to other cities. The royal family happened to have branches spread evenly across these cities, so they decided to target the few deadbeats who had migrated to other cities first. After all, they were relatively isolated and less deeply rooted than Black Iron City.

Brother Tao, the Dragon Slayer Guild leader, was extremely helpless: "Brother Long, congratulations on taking over a village! But we all know about this incident. According to what Dachun said—"

Ma Yinglong corrected him: "Call him Chun Ge! From now on, I will rely on him to be in the front."

Brother Tao was even more helpless: "Okay, Chun Ge, right? This is clearly an imposter sent by the pirates. Are we going to ask the NPC boss to collect a debt from a hundred years ago just for this imposter? Even if the debt is collected, what benefit will this Chun Ge get as the leader? Are we just running away for him?"

Ma Yinglong sighed: "I know things are difficult-"

Brother Tao interrupted impatiently: "If it's difficult, don't do it!"

Qingfeng said angrily: "Brother Tao, why are you talking to Brother Long like this?"

Brother Tao slammed the table in anger: "When Brother Long and I attacked Shabak, you were still playing in the mud in kindergarten. How could a little chicken like you interrupt me when I was talking to Brother Long?"

Qingfeng said angrily, "I was playing programming in kindergarten!"

"Then why don't you get into Qinghua University! Win eight consecutive championships! What the hell are you talking about!"
Everyone immediately advised, "Calm down, calm down, don't you want to find a solution?"

Brother Tao said angrily: "Brother Long, it's not that I don't give you face, it's just that this is boring, I won't accompany you."

Ma Yinglong was helpless: "Brother Tao, I'm in trouble!"

At this moment, Midnight Moore, the top dragon slayer, said, "Brother Tao, Brother Long, let me put it this way. I also have a hidden job quest that requires me to travel around the five major cities, so I'll just ask about this! If I can't even handle a few deadbeats, I might as well not do this hidden job."

Brother Tao finally took a step back and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to Xiao Mo..."

(End of this chapter)