Global Mining.

Chapter 145: Lao Bai's Hometown

God's headquarters.

The young master worked all night, sending people to one village after another, and only by drinking to drown his sorrows could he be considered to have slept a full day.

After waking up, I am still worried. What should I do next?
"Reporting to the young master, all members of the first level of Hell have completed the task of collecting 1 mineral crystals, and no prompts to proceed to the second level have been triggered."

The young master asked in a deep voice, "What level is that supervisor Boss?"

"I can't see its level anymore, probably around level 40."

The young master could no longer tolerate this greedy guy who kept taking commissions: "Everyone, do you think defeating this guy is the key to entering the second level?"

None of the team members dared to answer.

"Mr. Candid Photographer! Tell me what you think."

The Immortal who secretly filmed the scene felt his scalp tingle. He didn't dare to say yes, much less no, so he could only play the game of rhetoric: "Whether it's true or not, I think we can give it a try. 3000 level 1 players can hardly break the defense of the level 40 boss with physical attacks. The only effective means of attack is throwing. You can first dig out waste rocks 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?"

The candid cameraman was forced to come up with inspiration: "The process of practicing throwing is a process of striking, and perhaps striking can also trigger unexpected events."

The young master was surprised: "You can try it!"

If you try, you will most likely fail!
As the ace of the mission, Candid not only has to fight against NPCs, but also has to fight against the young master, so Candid must come up with more reliable results that can make up for the failure.

"Young Master, led by Dachun, Chinese players in the Southern Canyon Village are supporting an underground idol NPC named Biliana... This Biliana has publicly released a list of debts dating back a century. As a journalist, I believe I should publicize this, forcing the descendants of these silent debtors to step forward and fight, and making the Chinese players who support her run around in circles!"

The young master finally got excited: "Very good, we can proceed!"

"I've already written the manuscript. Dachun is the culprit for colluding with pirates to spread the plague many times. It will be published soon."

The leader of the Warrior Corps, Saito Satakamaru, also suggested, "Young Master, now we only have the Western Fortress Village left, and we have gathered all the strength of our Warrior Corps. I think we should go west into the heart of the continent, reach the Western Development Village, and obtain the right to reside there."

The young master frowned again: "Outside the fortress, the monsters outside are all around level 40. The average level of our entire warrior group is less than level 30. Can we do it?"

"You can spend money to recruit cannon fodder and have them lure away overly powerful monsters."

The young master felt a little pained: "It costs money again... Then let's do it this way."

The president of the Maritime Chamber of Commerce, Utaka Maruno Fuji, asked, "Young Master, we have already provided the Baron Shangri-La Chamber of Commerce with sashimi dishes for three days for free. If we continue to provide it for free—"

The young master was a little overwhelmed: "You are the president of the Maritime Merchants Association, you decide..."

……

At 7:9 pm, Dachun came back early after dinner. He didn't deliberately try to play badly and delay until pm.

After all, after that socially disastrous incident at noon, Dachun really didn't want to stay out any longer. Furthermore, with the spices still aboard, he was genuinely worried the Sirens would start running around again.

At this time, the brothers in the Internet cafe were all happily AFK mining, and there was nothing else important to do, so they didn't chat for the time being and said hello before returning to the private room to go online.

——System prompt: ...It is now 19:41 PM, Golden Continent time.

System prompt: Congratulations! Your body has been taken over by the possessed mirror spirit Ailian. You are now expertly piloting the large vessel, the Obsidian. Your expert-level boatmanship has been upgraded to Level 2, with +2 load, +2 stamina, and +2 health...

Oh!

The boat driving skills have indeed been upgraded.

Looking out, the ship was once again sailing through the dark sea beneath the sky. It seemed the Siren had completely absorbed it.

Ai Lian said unhappily: “Finally here, I’m so drunk and uncomfortable, come by yourself!”

—System prompt: The possessed mirror spirit Ailian has released the control state. Dachun was really sorry: "Thank you for your hard work! How was the dance class?"

Ailian said unhappily, “Not a single one has reached the 1000 follower value requirement.”

Dachun was surprised and asked, "Then you can charge money?"

"I don't have an account! They don't have cash."

What the hell!

That's right. Without a legitimate identity, how could she possibly have a bank account? Without an account, even if someone wants to pay her back, there's nowhere to transfer the money. What a ridiculous debt to collect! How about my Chamber of Commerce collecting the debt for her? As long as the money comes in, would that be considered settling the Chamber of Commerce's bankruptcy?

Ailian said in a deep voice, "Also, news about me has spread everywhere in Black Iron City, saying that I'm a liar sent by pirates..."

Dachun was stunned! Players could say this casually, but when it spread throughout the city, even the NPCs believed it. What kind of public opinion was this? The key point was, there were no pirates involved at all!

Unable to discern the direction of the chaotic situation, Dachun could only offer his previous analysis: "After research, I believe the people in this village are all descendants of mercenaries, and they're all pretending to be weak to observe you... So since they're pretending to be weak, you should pretend to be strong, so they can't see your origins..."

Ailian snorted coldly: "I am already very strong now."

"Maybe they have magic gold and secret silver weapons..."

"understood!"

Just listen to the advice.

At this moment, Siren spoke: "We are almost there. Should we go back to Plague Island directly during the day? Or should we go to the Evil Spirit City which is not there during the day?"

Dachun said without hesitation: "Let's go straight to the Evil Spirit City. I have nowhere to hide this cargo during the day..."

Siren said, "Then I'll open a space door first, but this will forcibly tear the space apart. I'm not sure which gap is the door, and I have to focus on the movement of the gem. I can't show you. Once you see the door clearly, rush in directly. Be quick!"

Dachun was surprised and asked, "Can you open a space door anytime and anywhere?"

Siren smiled. "Of course, it's the gem that absorbs the spatial energy of the Spice Island. Admittedly, this kind of energy is hard to find in this ordinary world. So, get ready!"

Dachun drank too much, the screen was blurry, and he lacked confidence. In addition, his eyesight was also poor due to the plague. "Ailian, Ailian, come and help me!"

Ai Lian said unhappily, "You smell like alcohol! I'm not sure how to move it!"

The gem in Siren's hand erupted with a wave of twisted energy: "Go in, quickly!"

At this time, a large area around the ship was twisting vaguely!
Holy shit! The space you tore is too wide, which one is the door?

Dachun was completely confused. This was completely different from the space gate he knew. Shouldn't it be a large circle of shining light?
"Ellen!"

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

"Activate treasure hunting skills!"

After all, the last time I dived into Howling Wind Gorge, I relied on the treasure hunting skill to find the space gate - but it didn't work!
At this moment, Lao Bai suddenly pointed excitedly with his bony hand: "I see my hometown! There!"

Ah? Then I believe you!

Without thinking too much, Dachun had to rush forward in the direction of the finger!
The distorted and blurry scene seemed to become clearer. Dachun clearly saw a town with well-maintained and sleek buildings! He could even vaguely see people walking on the dock!

What the hell? This? This is the Ghost City?

Then the scene freezes! The interface freezes!
Dachun could only hear the cockpit's main engine humming furiously. "Oh my god, it's crashed? That can't be the case, right?"

(End of this chapter)