Global Mining.

Chapter 668 Warm Hypnosis of a Colleague from Hell

Uriel walked the streets of Black Dragon Abyss City, searching for and inquiring about the prophet. Without the urgency of the mission, without the thrill of racking up points, Uriel, who had been staying up all night for several days, seemed a little dazed.

These past few days, Uriel has made dozens of trips transporting ore, but he's only ever been to the Mining Guild, never having had time to explore other parts of the city. And Black Dragon City is a remnant of the previous version; Uriel doesn't actually know much about it.

It now seems that the prosperity and order here are worth exploring in depth. This was still under martial law; it must have been even more prosperous during peacetime.

A group of veiled, leg-revealing dark elf beauties passed by.

Dark Elf?

Uriel realized he was truly out of his mind. The mining master Buster owned property, women, and slaves in this city! They had investigated his background and then threatened him into joining the merchant guild. He knew this place well; who was he supposed to ask?
—Dios Chamber of Commerce Channel [Vice President Uriel]: "Is Mr. Buster here?"

[Baster]: "Here."

Uriel: "I'm looking for a job. You know this city well, right?"

Buster: "I know quite a bit about it. If there's anything I don't know, my butler should know."

Uriel: "Then I'll come and visit your house while I'm at it."

Buster: "Welcome!"

【Angel of the Pandemic】: "Master, may I ask you something?"

Uriel was stunned.
Buster asked in surprise, "May I ask what is going on, madam?"

The angel of plague sighed, "I want to learn dragon language, but no one on the street has time to talk to me."

Uriel was astonished: "Why does Lady Plague want to learn dragon language?"

The angel of plague sighed, "I feel out of place in this city. Learning some dragon language should help me get along better."

[Wine Angel]: "It's just a minor... minor epidemic, it's probably not the main reason."

【Shoe Angel】: "It's your unique aura that makes these people feel... distant."

The angel of the epidemic scoffed, "You think I have a certain air about me? Whatever, I'm used to it. But surely it's not a problem to come to a place and learn something unique, is it?"

Buster laughed and said, "No problem, ma'am. You can come to my house, and I'll have my butler arrange it."

[Aimee]: Huh? Shall we come and visit the Grandmaster's house too?

[Kasha]: I heard that Master is very wealthy in Abyss City. May I come and take a look?

Buster laughed: "Welcome, ladies! You're most welcome!"

Wine Angel: Oh, this is just to welcome ladies. I was wondering if the Grandmaster had any good wine at home!

Buster laughed: "Of course, you angels are also welcome! Please! Good wine is served!"

[Yulia]: I am a vampire and only drink blood wine. Does Master have blood wine?
Buster laughed heartily: "Of course! My bartender can collect the blood of the most beautiful and fresh virgin slaves at any time, guaranteeing that Ms. Julia will be radiant!"

[Duoduolin]: I want to see just how rich your family is.

Buster said in a deep voice, "Don't come! You're rich, you've won!! You're not welcome!!"

Dodolin scoffed, "I'm not happy about it!"

Uriel laughed: "Master, since you've already invited him, don't make an exception for Master Dorin. How about I pay for a dinner party at your house? I've realized we've never eaten together before."

Buster laughed: "How can we let the guests pay? It's on me, with good wine, good food, and singing and dancing!"

Uriel laughed, "How can a member treat everyone? I'm the vice president, I'll treat! Please grant my wish to show off my wealth." Aimee smiled, "We only know the vice president is a sage, but we've never known how rich a sage is. Why not broaden everyone's horizons?"

Buster laughed, "This request must be granted! Arrange it! I'll have the head maid purchase the most luxurious ingredients..."

This harmonious atmosphere melted Uriel's tense nerves; he had never imagined that his colleagues in Hell could have such a heartwarming scene. Perhaps he had been too focused on the game's utilitarian aspects, missing out on much of its enjoyment…

……

Golden Throne, Naval Port Repair Depot.

Michael and the Fourth Prince were touring the shipyard, enjoying the genuine smiles of the shipyard owner and mechanics. Most importantly, they wanted to ignite the Fourth Prince's imagination and get him to stir things up. Michael would try his best not to bring up such things himself.

In addition, the boss suddenly ran out of manpower, so Michael used his connections to call over the dozens of idle and down-on-their-luck young masters who had been loitering in his tavern to work as unskilled laborers at the shipyard, which earned him some goodwill from the shipyard.

Then the Fourth Prince indeed spotted a familiar face: "That's Commissioner Smith from the military procurement department. Shall we go find him for a drink?"

Michael smiled; this was how the Fourth Prince's imagination had been sparked. But his goal had never been to greedily collect such a small amount; the emperor's avatar in the main hall would be displeased.

"Your Highness, why don't you go and have some fun? I have something to look up at in the library."

The fourth prince laughed: "Alright, I'll go talk to him."

Michael quickly left the scene. Actually, Michael was currently bored and had nothing to do.

Let me ask about Uriel's situation: "Uriel, have you made any progress on your end?"

The butler came to report: "Mr. Uriel is asleep in the cockpit."

The group of elders were all astonished: "No way? Uriel failed the 'Sleepless Achievement' challenge?"

The butler chuckled, “There’s a song and dance party going on in Mr. Uriel’s cabin. He’s had quite a bit to drink in the game.”

Sariel was stunned: "Drinking in the game and getting drunk in real life? Did your consciousness really get uploaded?"

Michael said irritably, "How could that be? Uriel is probably just too tired. He's relaxed now that there's no mission. Actually, it's good. He probably hasn't had a proper night's sleep in a week. Let him sleep while there's no mission."

Xila laughed and said, "But Uriel said that in his condition, he might not wake up for a day or two. If he doesn't wake up for a day or two, wouldn't that affect your score-farming!"

Michael was shocked: "Butler, when the time comes, even if... in any case, do everything you can to awaken him!"

The steward, sweating profusely, replied, "Yes, I understand!"

Sariel laughed: "Just a bucket of water!"

Metatron: "No! Uriel fell asleep with the brain data cable that transmits consciousness to him. We can't forcibly remove it, and we can't splash water on him, as that would cause the circuit to short-circuit or cause other accidents."

Sariel laughed and said, "Just kidding, Mei actually took it seriously!"

Gabriel spoke up: "My Night Market City's puppet-catching toys are ready, and the Nightmare War, which has been in preparation for two days, has begun! Leah takes this very seriously; she will personally participate in the battle!"

Sariel laughed: "Is she seeking revenge?"

Gabriel said in a deep voice, "Of course we must take revenge! Actually, I really wanted her to join the war, but I couldn't find a reason. This incident is just perfect."

Michael remembered something: "Anyway, I don't have anything to do right now, and I haven't been to Valhalla for several days. Why don't I go to Valhalla and ask about the specific situation of Leah's soul?"

Gabriel said, "Okay, there were too many people at the time, so it wasn't convenient for me to ask too many questions. Boss, you should go and ask yourself to find out the specifics."

(End of this chapter)