Global Mining.

Chapter 343: Hand-Rubbing Dream Essence
The conversation in the bathroom became awkward after all, so Dachun ended the conversation with Farner and then talked to Eve.

Eve smiled: "It seems that she cares a lot about the effect of 1V4, so I will arrange an exhibition of hoes."

Dachun felt a little complicated.

In Eve's opinion, this was just a manifestation of Farna's vanity. How could she know that this was actually a strategy of the Pirate Chamber of Commerce of Farna and Aziza?
But Fafna didn't know this was a conspiracy between Aziza and me. It wasn't intentional to hide it from her, but to hide it from Maria and the others who had been creating clones for me from the very beginning...

In short, the next thing is probably to continue reading with Xiaohua's perspective, right?
Dilian spoke: "Father, it's been more than two days since we transformed into this vine form. We still have one day left. Should we find a new hiding place?"

Ah, it seems so. This "Phantom God" skill only says that it can be maintained for three days without consuming illusion points, but it doesn't say how long it will take for the next use. If it can only be used once every few days or even a month, then it will be useless.

Although the sewers were drilled through, considering the strength of this number one man who could even track down and kill high-level Beelzebub, there was probably no place in the city that could escape his surveillance and search. So where could he hide?

I guess I can only go underground!
This Golden Throne is actually a city built on a void asteroid. It would be better to drill directly into the ground. If there's a hole or something, I can use it as a cave to live in. I have the ability to sense the earth veins, so finding a hole is not difficult. If I can get through to the outside of the city, maybe I can even explore the void?
Dachun set a goal: "Earth Lotus, open the earth vein perception and drill underground, avoiding the sewer to avoid leaks."

"I know, Father."

Now that I have explained everything, I should go check on my main account first. I didn’t see Ailian when I logged in just now.

Dachun switched to a large size and got out of bed, and suddenly found two porcelain vases on Ailian's dressing table that had not been there before!

But I seem to have seen this porcelain bottle somewhere before.
Dachun subconsciously shone the light on the prism again and saw three layers of images in the prism. One was that Biliana continued to teach dance in the village, one was that the old sixth tree god who was once as dry as charcoal seemed to have grown some green leaves, and the other was the perspective of the crystal bat. It seemed to be invisible and hanging upside down in the wings of the fire dragon god, surrounded by sea water.

This feels like a security monitoring room!
Dachun walked downstairs and suddenly found that the furniture and decoration in the Earl's Mansion had all changed. Dachun then remembered that this was the sample picture in the treasure appraisal book that Ailian had shown him.
Did she just copy a bunch of them based on the sample? That's right, she'd smashed the furniture here to vent her anger, but she could restore it! And the magic mirror could also remotely copy the contract ledger. The mirror spirit's ability really was to copy!

Dachun came to the courtyard and found that the garden in the courtyard had also changed, and there were some more art statues!
Then, black mist was seen seeping into the dance hall from the sea water outside the space cover, and at the same time, the dance hall was also blooming with rainbow light.

Just as I was surprised, Ailian turned around from the flowers and smiled charmingly: "My dear, you're awake! Did you see the changes?"

Dachun exclaimed, "I even saw some extra furniture!"

Ailian smiled and said, "I copied all of them based on the treasures in the treasure appraisal book. Although they are only at the expert level and not completely identical, the materials used are high-end. They are made with the rainbow energy created by transforming black water. Mina said that these works of mine are equivalent to the essence of dreams. Each one can improve the strength of our space a little bit!"

Dachun was shocked. "Dream Essence? Is that what Mina said, the Dark Soul Witch often has dancers like them sneak into other people's dreams to steal?"

Ailian smiled and said, "That's right! But we don't have to steal it! We can just slowly transform the black water. See that black mist in the ballroom? That's Mina and the others dancing in there. It can attract the lustful energy in the black water and transform it. If I can reach the master or grandmaster level in treasure appraisal, my work will truly reach the level of art. It will truly be top-level dream essence! Then, with the addition of a large amount of dream essence, I will be able to move further towards the divine realm!"

Holy crap, even though I knew this treasure appraisal art book was for high-end games, I didn’t expect it to be this high-end!

Dachun was confused: "Now that I'm tied up, I can't read books to continue improving. What else can I do?"

Ailian smiled even more seductively: "Dear, you just need to sleep and rest! This kind of replicating artwork consumes a lot of my energy. When the time comes... I'll have to rely on my dear to give me strength!"

what?
Dachun felt a twitch at the base of his legs, and then realized that after a whole afternoon of rest, his energy level had almost recovered. So, I am a power bank, a furnace for cultivating immortality, right?
Okay, I’m too busy with the main account anyway.

They were already an old married couple, so Dachun didn't blush anymore: "Then my dear, you continue to be busy, I will continue to sleep and rest. If you are tired, come and rest!"

Ailian smiled and said, "Okay, actually, as long as I keep creating artworks, I can probably improve my treasure appraisal skills to expert level..."

After returning to the room and lying down, Dachun became more respectful of reading, so he switched to his trumpet.

A reminder for the little flower to vibrate.

The Ugly Emperor remained cautious and wrote on the newspaper: "After you have rested, we will begin."

Dachun misses this kind of learning atmosphere very much. It would have been great if he had such a study fanatic to study with him.

"Ready……"

So, the three books continued to open from the bookmarks, and a new chapter began...

……

At the Silver City Pier, the band was playing and the crowds were huge.

The citizens of Silver City have learned from the morning paper about the "glorious" record of the Guardian Mermaid. Not only did she severely damage and drive away the Sirens, but she also defeated the Pirate King and his dozens of pirate fleets that attacked Silver City. Now they spontaneously come to the dock to welcome the triumphant return of the Mermaid, the Second Sage, and the Silver Flower.

Sariel breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the scene of the citizens.

What is this so-called faith? As long as public opinion is properly controlled, all we need to do is sing its praises every day. As for the ship owners who suffered losses, all we need to do is pay them hush money. As for defeating the Pirate King, all we need to do is brag about it...

As long as we brag hard enough and belittle the Pirate King's return demonstration as a joke, we can minimize the Pirate King's influence and deterrence...

Anyway, Sariel had been up all night and was now very sleepy and wanted to go to bed. However, he still had two things to do. First, he had to go and comfort the Silver Flower in the bombarded mansion.

At this time, scaffolding had been set up in the mansion, and hundreds of workers were busy repairing and moving bricks and stones.

Although he had learned about the bombardment through the warship's communications, the butler still reported the losses to the young lady in person.

Remya frowned: "Is the bathroom completely damaged?"

The housekeeper said guiltily, "Yes! We have already ordered a new bathtub overnight. Before that, Miss, why don't you go to the City Lord's Mansion—"

Remya waved her hand. "No, I won't be returning home these days. I'll be staying with Lady Helen in the Water Tribe—er, the Sea God Temple. By the way, are there any nearby residents injured?"

"Some are injured..."

Sariel immediately noticed something was amiss with the Saint. Normally, with her good manners, she should have asked after the injured residents first, not inquired about such trivial matters as the bathroom. This seemed unwise. Was it because of Valhalla's influence?
Remya then said to Sariel, "Then, Mr. Sage, if there is any important military business, please come and report it immediately."

"I know, you've worked hard, Miss. Rest first."

Now the only one who wanted to do was Sariel.

Sariel immediately rushed to the prison to check on Dachun's condition. No, it was a warehouse in a secret abandoned mining area. Outside the warehouse, several powerful men were playing cards and drinking.

Even Sariel had to be polite to them, because they were death row prisoners with serious crimes. It would be a pity to let them die with such potential, so he arranged a special organization called "Silver Demon Squad" with high salary for them. They usually stayed in this abandoned mining area and could only leave the mining area when there was a mission.

Because of this, Dachun asked them to guard him. Otherwise, with Dachun's level of skill, he was not worthy of being guarded by any of them.

Sariel greeted politely: "Everyone——"

Everyone was too lazy to pay attention: "Except for struggling for a while when he first came, he has been sleeping for half a day now. Go and see for yourself."

Ok.

Because the warehouse was built to store mithril, there was a monitoring magic crystal window on the door, the same size as a safe. From the outside, you could see the dark inside, but from the inside, it was pitch black and you couldn't see outside.

I saw Dachun, and his current state is that he is sleeping and offline.

Continuing to call up the surveillance playback, it is indeed true that the entire process was offline.

This feeling of being completely destroyed and despaired would make him laugh even in his dreams.

Just as Sariel was about to leave, feeling satisfied, someone in the team spoke up: "Boy, I heard the Pirate King's treasure has appeared. Is it true?"

Sariel really disliked them; their personalities were just like those of the pretentious curry technicians. Sariel seriously suspected they were designed by the curry staff. Their question clearly meant they wanted to use it as an excuse to go out and have fun.

Sariel snorted coldly: "When a piece of news is known to the whole city, it is time to let the fools be fooled first."

Everyone laughed grimly: "It doesn't matter, we are just fools!"

Sariel suddenly felt no longer sleepy: "How stupid can you be? You dare to compete with the Golden Empire's warships for treasure?"

Everyone laughed wildly: "We are definitely stupid and daring, but you are not stupid and dare not."

Sariel had a vague idea: "Wait for the mission news. Also, keep this kid locked up and don't let him make any unusual moves."

A strong man was dissatisfied: "I just lost money, can I go in and beat him up?"

Sariel's heart skipped a beat. "That's exactly what I want!" he was about to nod, but he restrained himself. Anyway, as long as Dachun was locked up like this, he wouldn't stand a chance. There was no need to allow him any chance to interact with any NPCs.

"No. Your identities cannot be revealed."

Everyone said unhappily, "How boring."

Sariel didn't know if his privilege could suppress these bastards. But if he really couldn't, it would be a good idea to let them go in and continue to beat up Dachun.

……

At this time, Michael also wanted to go to sleep after staying up all night.

But I couldn't sleep well because I hadn't figured out so many questions. For example, thinking back, Beelzebub, with his finger digging a hole, was clearly in a fuzzy spatial superposition state that was difficult to pinpoint. What caused it to lose this state? Perhaps its finger was attacked? What was in that hole?
Then, regarding the matter of establishing an archaeological team to look for power technology... let's go to the library to see Mr. Clown first.

Michael came to the highest management office of the library and used the surveillance privileges to check the reading situation in the private rooms.

Suddenly I realized that the clown was reading three books at the same time this time!

What an amazing talent! He can even take notes and write!

But why did he write on the newspaper with a magic marker? Wasn't there paper and pen on the table?

Michael asked the administrator beside him: "What's going on with him?"

The administrator was stunned for a moment. "This clown is very self-conscious and frugal. He only orders the cheapest bread and milk for meals. Maybe he's afraid of using up the paper. He once went out and seemed to want to ask someone for advice, but he didn't dare to approach. Finally, he found Mr. Gauss, who was unkempt but had the worst temper, in the math section. Mr. Gauss threw a geometry book at him and chased him away..."

That's it!

Michael was both moved and shocked. Mr. Clown was so self-conscious that he didn't dare to communicate with any of the noble gentlemen present, but he chose this godlike person! Was this lucky or unfortunate?

Michael then continued to fast-forward the footage and saw that Mr. Clown seemed to be stuck again, reviewing the three books over and over again. He then continued to review the archaeology book over and over again, and the content he was reading had already involved ancient texts!
The game development team has no idea what the ancient text says! This is because it is a written language invented by the first generation of artificial intelligence, and the parsing rules are unknown!
Suddenly, Mr. Clown seemed to have figured something out, and the three books that had been stuck in his mind and kept him reading suddenly started to move forward rapidly again!
He figured it out?!
Michael was confident that with him, the archaeological team could succeed. If they could get the legendary mathematician Gauss on board, even creating an ancient engine by hand wouldn't be impossible!

Michael fell asleep with relief, hoping for a good result when he woke up at noon.

……

It's already 10pm.

The time spent reading flew by. Dachun finished all three books with complete concentration, gaining new insights into wisdom and enlightenment. Dachun finally realized how difficult it is to acquire wisdom.

At this time, the Ugly Emperor patted the book "Principles of Geometry" with full confidence!
Okay, now I can communicate with him almost without words, so it’s time to go out and challenge that mathematician.

The Ugly Emperor brought his geometry book to the mathematics counter and saw the unkempt old mathematics teacher again. He handed the book back to him and said, "Sir, I think I have mastered this one."

The old man raised his lips in disdain and took out a piece of paper and drew an irregular shape. "Find the area of ​​the shaded part!"

Dachun was stunned for a moment. "Oh my god, this is a middle school Olympiad math problem, right?" It didn't seem like a problem for him. He had just reviewed those formulas thoroughly...

But the Ugly Emperor responded calmly, cutting directly with the auxiliary lines precisely and getting it done in an instant!

Dachun was stunned. Homework Helper? Yuanfudao? Is this how AI is used?

The old man laughed heartily: "Yes, my name is Gauss!"

(End of this chapter)