Global Mining.

Chapter 453: Players Disrupt First, Shadow Devour Later

Zhou Qing immediately responded: "Archaeology has always been a cultural activity launched by the four major cities, and there are many NPCs and casual players participating. This is very logical and not abstract, right?"

Dachun then remembered this: "It would be better if there is a basis to rely on. But when players choose goods, I have no idea how to toss and turn, and what to get, so it depends on the players to play with abstraction themselves."

Zhou Qing asked, "What if I really come across a good item, or if it's damaged and the NPC demands compensation?"

Dachun sighed: "I haven't thought about it yet..."

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Interesting. Okay, then I'll notify Brother Long to make the arrangements. However, the Chinese players in Silver City are considered experts, so they probably don't have that much free time. So I do have a suggestion. Don't rush in all at once. Send a few people first, and then slowly spread the news of the discovery of valuable antiques. How about that?"

Dachun smiled: "As expected of a leader, this is fine. I'm not in a hurry about this matter. We can proceed slowly."

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll ask Brother Long to arrange it. Speaking of gossip, there's one more thing. The mines in the southern canyon village have been flooded by heavy rain, and the village NPCs are planning to form a pioneering group to go deep inland to find new mines. There was a rumor in the group a while ago that some players went to the swamp jungle area further south during the public beta, and there are very valuable mines there. Our Blood Rose Girls Group is developing in Jackal Village, and we've heard from the Jackal Tribe that there are indeed mines there, but the Jackals don't dare go there. What do you think, Brother Chun?"

Swamp + Jungle is just too much! But this is related to the development of Canyon Village, I can't play abstractly, I have to take the helm!
Dachun asked, "What does Brother Long mean?"

Zhou Qing sighed, "It's really a dilemma! The good thing is, there are no NPC forces competing with us, and the swamp has water. Once we find a way to open up a waterway, the problem of transporting the ore can also be solved. The bad thing is, it's too dangerous. This is obviously a big pit!"

Dachun had an idea: "How about arranging a group of people to go to the church to worship the Fish God and ask him to help? This kind of god is specialized in this kind of terrain, right?"

Why bother worshipping? I'll have Xiaomei deliver a message to the mermaid, and the mermaid will then issue instructions to the Murloc God. Done! The mermaid could even personally come to Black Iron City to oversee the mining operation, and then give the mermaid a share of the profits. This would both boost the mermaid's reputation and keep the Ten Lords from causing trouble—a win-win situation!
But she still had to put on a good show, and then look for the mermaid. She couldn't say anything at this point, lest she become suspicious because of her ambition and impatience.

Zhou Qing was surprised. "This fish-man god is the guardian deity of the northern fishing village, right? He's controlled by Curry. Will he listen to us?"

Dachun laughed: "Who can Curry control? I don't believe it!"

Zhou Qing smiled: "That's right! Okay, let's arrange these two things together!"

After conversing with Zhou Qing, Dachun had a rough outline of his ideas, like having Moss act as an antique collector and assign quests to players. But the prerequisite was that he had to be able to deal with the Mirror Demon, right?

I should ask Ailian. But Dachun wasn't sure if there was any high-tech surveillance network here, like the Magic Mirror, or if he'd be immediately discovered if he pulled out the artifact mirror... Anyway, to be safe, I couldn't ask here. I had to wait until the players had made a mess of this place and disrupted the surveillance system.

So let's go back to the surface and look for the patients on Moore's list: "Sad loom worker Jenny," "angry farmer Hunter," "persistent fisherman Hemingway," "mad pharmacist Dalon," and "abstract street painter Van Gogh."

Dachun noticed that none of these people's professions seemed high-class, or even mainstream, and he thought, "Great! At Moore's current level, these are the only quests he can handle." Otherwise, with mages everywhere, a random "crazy mage" would be like the grumpy priests in Silver City. Don't even think about it.

But the problem is that it is daytime now, and these people are either at work or working. If they suddenly fall asleep due to hypnosis, and the foreman comes over and beats them, that would be bad news.

Forget it, let’s go find their location first and check it out.

The nearest place was a suburban weaving mill where weaver Jenny worked. Dachun had seen the high-tech assembly lines at the Golden Throne's magical weaving mill. This place also had large-scale assembly lines, but it was clearly far less advanced than the Golden Throne's.

But Jenny wasn't in the factory, but in a small workshop next door, working on a hand-loom. She looked like she was about to cry, yet she also looked quite pretty—wait, she looked like she was wearing a mage's robe!? A mage? This...

"Mina, are you sure?"

Mina said, "I have a little idea. I really want to try it. After all, I'm a high-level player."

Dachun sighed, "Don't try it during working hours. She's already isolated. If she gets caught sleeping or slacking off, it will be a disaster for her."

Mina smiled. "Master, this isn't isolation! I know a bit about clothing fabrics. It's said that the finest clothing isn't produced on factory assembly lines; it must be handcrafted with inspiration. The loom she uses seems to be from the Empire's prestigious brand, White Swan. This shows she's at least a master seamstress. Even if someone of this caliber falls asleep, I guess no supervisor would dare hit her, right?"

Ah, that's right! My friend also said at the beginning that holy artifacts and artifacts cannot be mass-produced. They must be created with inspiration!

Speaking of which, it's pretty easy to combine the dream essences I've collected into artifacts. This essence is probably what's called inspiration? If I collect more related essences, maybe I can just gather inspiration and create wholesale artifacts?
Dachun was not in a hurry: "Let's go check with other people."

After all, we've gained experience from matchmaking in Silver City. First, gather information about each person. Even if the worst-case scenario proves unresolved, matching them up, making friends, and getting married can still provide the "healing of love."

The next target is "Angry Farmer Hunter" who is further out in the suburbs.

Since we are in the suburbs, it is unlikely that there will be surveillance or something like that, right?
Dachun decided to take this opportunity to take out the magic mirror and contact Ailian.

"Ellen, can you hear me?"

Ailian's blurry face appeared in the mirror, and she said softly, "I heard it. Oh, it's blurry!" Dachun felt something was wrong: "Is it because it's too far away?"

Judging from the map, Gem City is really halfway across the world from Bronze City, so the 5000 transfer fee is actually not unfair.

Ailian sighed, "Yeah, I didn't expect that once the distance exceeds a certain range, it will blur so quickly. I've become a god..."

Is this the so-called diminishing returns effect? ​​This also suggests that the Mirror Spirit's numerous clones are probably not real clones.

Dachun could only think positively: "Then the Mirror Demon on the other side was also observing us in Bronze City from Gem City. Its strength may not be stronger than yours, and it probably didn't observe very clearly."

Ailian sighed, "I'm a newly promoted god, so I may not be more powerful than some of the veteran guys."

Okay, let’s get down to business.

Dachun said, "My goal is to find those surveillance mirror clones on the streets of Gem City. So how do I deal with them?"

Ailian was excited. "I've said it before, Shadow Demons and Mirror Spirits are natural enemies. I devoured a Shadow Demon and a Shadow Demon Lord. I have the power of Shadow Demons! As long as I use my shadow to cover the opponent's magic mirror, they can't escape. The back will also be pitch black and they can't see or hear anything. Then I can continue to devour the power of the Mirror Demon and grow!"

Holy shit, I didn’t even think of it!

Dachun's plan was officially established! As for the consequences of killing all the Mirror Demon clones, I didn't care. I'd just get stronger first and then run into Moss's box and be done with it!
Dachun asked again, "At such a long distance, will it be possible for my dear to transmit the power to me in time?"

"I'll try to transfer the power of the Shadow Demon—"

After a while, Ailian discovered the problem. "It's indeed being transmitted much slower! I had no idea before! Darling, find a safe place to hide first. I'll slowly transmit the power of the Shadow Demon to you."

"understood."

Dachun was also at a loss for words. There was nothing he could do about it; Ailian was self-taught and lived off what she had. This was the price of learning.

Fortunately, this is a wilderness in the suburbs, and there is no place safer than here.

But at this moment, Mina called the police: "Be careful, there is a trap ahead!"

The black cat slammed on the brakes in shock and saw a row of almost transparent thin threads in the grass in front of it, with several dead crows hanging on them.

So, here we are at the farm!
This time, the black cat carefully jumped onto a big tree to make sure there were no thin wires on the tree.

Then Dachun looked down and saw clearly that it was a large farm, and a nearby field was suddenly covered with large pumpkins.

I have a connection with pumpkins! But the pumpkin's place in Western fantasy is like the gourd's in Chinese mythology, with its own mystical attributes.

Then look at the wheat fields in the distance, where a dozen strange scarecrows are sowing seeds in the fields.

Dachun was completely stunned. Where was the farmer? Instead, he had set up another sinister trap and a high-end scarecrow!

Then, looking at the farmhouse that resembled a country villa, under the eaves of the gate, a middle-aged farmer suddenly appeared, sleeping drunkenly in a rocking chair, with an acoustic guitar hanging in front of him. Beside the chair, there were bottles of wine scattered on the ground.

That's him! Shit, I was thinking it was inconvenient to hypnotize myself during the daytime, but he's just making me sleepy!
Don’t miss this opportunity, get it first!
Dachun asked, "Mina, are you sure?"

Mina was a little uncertain. "Better than the textile worker I had before. Worth a try!"

Xiaomei smiled and said, "Let me go first. Do you see the musical instrument in front of him? It means he understands music. The more he understands music, the better my hypnosis effect will be."

Mina agreed: "Ms. Xiaomei is right. His guitar is an acoustic guitar, a classical instrument with a soft and hypnotic sound quality."

Xiaomei was happy: "That's even easier!"

So Xiaomei flew to his ear and hummed softly. After a while, his whole body relaxed, and his arms hung down and swayed as if he was dead.

Mina said in surprise, "The sleep is deeper, and I have a better grasp of it!"

(End of this chapter)