Global Mining.

Chapter 926 Raziel's Language Art
Perhaps Da Chun's machine also sensed the festive atmosphere, because the sound of the machine being debugged suddenly changed, and the progress bar was instantly filled from 90%!

—Mechanic Job Notice: Congratulations! You, a Master Craftsman, have successfully completed the debugging of the Mech Soul equipment using the Master Craftsman-level module combination. You have successfully activated the equipment's Mech Soul, and the current equipment operation status is 120%!
—Mechanic Class Notice: Congratulations! You have mastered the Divine Craftsman-level Mechanic skill "Creating Mechanic Soul". Your Wisdom +3 and Spirit +10.

Create Machine Soul: You can use this skill on machines that have been in use for a long time. After completing a certain progress, a Machine Soul will be born. The Machine Soul will greatly improve the machine's performance, durability, automatic repair, and add special skills.

……

Ah!! It wasn't full, it was 120%!

So, the Machine Soul is a skill that can be learned! Could this be the ultimate skill of a master mechanic?

Tifa immediately noticed the difference in Da Chun's machine voice and asked in surprise, "You succeeded?"

Chifenda was even more shocked and admiring: "As expected of the city... distinguished guest, you are truly amazing!"

Hahaha, this Qifengda is so dedicated, she's been acting the whole time!
But Da Chun was very worried: "How can I pass on my successful experience to you?"

Tifa replied without hesitation, "You rest, I'll control your body to sense the operation of the Machine Soul. Once I've learned it, I'll find a way to teach it to the Chief Engineer!"

Ah, that's right, Tifa can control me with her threads while I play video games! Speaking of which, her thread control is a skill I don't even know. Could it be related to my mage level?
Da Chun was happy to save himself the trouble: "Okay, I think it might also be related to the festive atmosphere on the island. I suggest keeping a relaxed mindset when debugging."

Tifa: "Understood."

Honestly, the timing of the cannon salute and the creation of the mecha spirit is too synchronized; it's hard for Da Chun to believe it's a coincidence. So, perhaps the festival buff given by the prince is too high-end, and therefore doesn't even display its attributes?
Qifenda laughed and said, "Actually, as long as two machines have machine souls, our island won't be in a hurry. I'm quite relaxed now..."

"No rush."

Since everything was fine on the main account, Da Chun switched to the alt account to take a look.

The small accounts are busy, but not really. They're the ones who're busy; I'm the one who's not.

—System notification: Congratulations! You have shared my master-level mechanic skill "Creating Mech Soul" through "Soul Link".

I shared it on my alt account too. Speaking of which, I happen to have four sets of top-tier electric armor on my alt account. It has always had quite advanced fusion and self-repair skills, but it has never been able to reach the ideal state. So I'll try out this newly learned skill.

—System prompt: You have activated the master craftsman-level mechanic skill "Creating Machine Soul". The default mechanical equipment is "Four-in-One Fusion Magic Gold Electric Armor". Do you want to enable it?

Yes!
The next moment, a progress bar for creating a machine soul appeared. Current progress: 1%.

Okay, Da Chun is used to the progress bar starting at 0.001%, but now it's 1000 times faster, which must be related to the high-end nature of the current machinery.

Then, Da Chun realized that he was really fine. That's good, even though he slept for several hours during his afternoon nap, he felt like he could never get enough sleep, so he quickly caught up on some naps to prepare for an all-nighter.

……

Evil Island Bank.

With the Imperial Bank officially completed, amidst celebratory fireworks, the Sirens presented a map of the underground dark sea's shipping routes: "Your Highnesses, these are the stable routes as far as I know. The unstable ones are not shown."

The second prince asked, "How unstable is it?"

The Siren said, "The daily morning and evening tides are the biggest factor affecting the instability of the Dark Sea. The Dark Sea will appear and disappear within four or five hours. So, shall we go find that Third Prince now?"

The second prince paused slightly, then said, "Alright..."

During this pause, Sariel and Raphael keenly sensed his reluctance.

Sariel seized the opportunity to stir up trouble: "Shouldn't we consult with the Goddess Helen first?"

The Second Prince immediately said, "That makes sense. Although I believe she would support us, her mission is different from ours, so asking for instructions is a necessary show of respect."

The siren laughed and said, "Alright, go and ask for permission. We'll be ready to move out at any time."

So the group returned to the fourth prince's warship, where Helen was playing cards with several crew members.

Upon seeing the Fourth Prince appear, the crew immediately threw down their cards and left.

Helen snapped, "Stop! You think you can run away after losing?"

The crew members pretended not to hear and didn't turn around.

Helen looked at the fourth prince with displeasure, and the fourth prince awkwardly asked, "Lady Helen, we need to go find the third prince..."

Helen said irritably, "I was hoping to run into that flesh mountain demon again tonight."

Second Prince: "It's a Radiant Demon!"

Helen snorted, "Oh right, I'm convinced that the flesh mountain demon that appears tonight will be even more powerful, and I'm trying to unravel the mystery of their combination."

The fourth prince immediately said, "Then we will return to that sea area before dark, and we will not delay His Majesty."

Helen nodded: "Okay!"

The Second Prince sighed, "Let's do as His Majesty the Divine Throne wishes."

Sariel couldn't help but laugh; they were truly hoping they wouldn't find it.

Thus, the siren tortoise, having received instructions, officially set sail.

With the nautical chart in hand, the Second Prince constantly compared his current location with the distance to the Dark Sea Passage.

Finally, the coordinates of the Dark Sea were reached. The old turtle took a deep breath, and a rumbling sound erupted throughout the entire island.

The second prince asked, "What's wrong with the old tortoise?"

The siren replied, "The old tortoise looks like it's inhaling, but it's actually compressing the space inside its belly, thereby pulling and stretching the surrounding space to achieve the purpose of traversing space."

The two princes exclaimed in amazement, "Amazing!"

The siren laughed and said, "Only when we become powerful will His Highness feel at ease opening a shadow bank here."

Raphael also exclaimed in the group, "This principle feels just like the way the Big Eye Demon in Shadowstream City pulls space."

Sariel said, "That's right, but the Big-Eyed Demon did it with magic, while this old turtle did it entirely with his physical body. You can already imagine how high the old turtle's physical damage must be."

Raphael sighed, "The old whale is like a small fish in front of him."

"Definitely. The old whale is only the size of a single boat, while the old turtle is the size of an entire island. The dock alone can accommodate more than a dozen boats the size of the old whale..."

As they spoke, the environment around the island blurred, and then the scene changed, revealing a long river flowing in the void.

The chat group was filled with exclamations of amazement: "So this is the Dark Sea, it's so beautiful."

Michael's brow twitched: "This might not be the sea, but a connection to the void! It must be a problem with the underlying architecture."

Raziel yawned: "Are you all done here? It's my turn."

Sila asked with a smile, "You passed the bar exam?"

Raziel said irritably, "I'm just lazy, not stupid."

Sila laughed and said, "Many people always use laziness as an excuse for being stupid."

Samuel said coldly, "Using AI to answer questions offline is certainly not stupid."

Raziel said irritably, "Isn't Samuel sleeping in jail?"

Samuel muttered, "I can't sleep. I keep dreaming about playing games. I can only watch you guys play."

Xila laughed and said, "You're really addicted to the internet!"

Gabriel chuckled, "Samuel was actually worried that Sila would go around 'fucking' people. Don't worry, we guarantee Sila won't find anyone to 'fuck'! Samuel, you can go to sleep now." Sila retorted angrily, "Shut up, you bitch!"

Michael laughed: "Alright, now let's watch Raziel's performance."

……

The Prison of the Gods.

Raziel, who had just passed the bar exam, approached the garrison commander: "I want to visit him in prison and provide evidence for the prisoner Sherlock."

Garrison officer: "Half an hour every day."

Raziel was taken aback: "Why is there a time limit?"

Garrison Commander: "You need to upgrade your lawyer rank. You can continue taking exams or win more cases to improve."

Damn it, this exam!

Raziel had no choice but to go to prison.

"Boss, since there's a time limit, who should I contact?"

Sariel replied without hesitation, "Nonsense, of course we should check out that Da Chun first!"

Michael: "Let's go for Da Chun first. He might not be online, so it shouldn't take long."

Raziel arrived outside Dachun's cell. From the outside, the cell was completely transparent, so the prisoners inside could neither see nor hear anyone coming from outside.

Then I suddenly realized that Da Chun hadn't logged off at all; instead, he was sprawled out on the bed reading a book!

Sariel paused for a moment: "Isn't this the same appraisal book he used when he first came to Silver City to be imprisoned?"

Michael frowned. "He should be reading that astrology book. Has he already reached the level of a master in astrology?"

Xila said in a deep voice, "Judging from the astrological effects he achieved in the desert, he's probably more than just a master."

Sariel was very unhappy: "He should be given some hard labor projects so that he doesn't even have a chance to read books."

Gabriel laughed and said, "How could that be? A guy whose mind is full of succubi should be sealed in a bottle, and not a single breath should be allowed to leak out."

Samuel said, "We could arrange for them to do handicrafts in the cells. Raziel could try to help him apply for it, finding a reason that wouldn't cause the prisoners to develop dementia or something."

Gabriel chuckled: "Samuel's gained experience from being in jail, huh!"

"I'll try it later."

Raziel suddenly had a thought: "Should I go in and have a chat with him?"

Sariel panicked: "Absolutely not! He'll record the screen and broadcast it all over the world!"

Raziel remarked, "If he wanted to record the screen, he could have posted it everywhere already."

Michael said, "The main problem is that your player identity makes it inconvenient to meet him. The divine realm should have more equipment that can conceal a player's identity; you can look for it."

Raphael: "That's right, Uriel's plumber's disguise is enough to conceal his identity..."

Raziel watched from outside the cell for a few minutes and saw Da Chun quietly and patiently turning the pages. He couldn't see anything else he might do.

Raziel suddenly had another idea: "You all hate Sherlock, so why don't we skip him and go find the Demon God instead? Talk to him about the Shadow Bank, and he'll find out about it. Maybe we'll get some unexpected results?"

Raphael Sariel suddenly realized, "That's right! I always thought only Alpha and Baka could contact Shadowstream City, but I didn't expect Raziel could too!"

Raziel said irritably, "You all just think I failed the exam! You're completely oblivious to my situation."

Michael frowned: "But the conversation in the God Realm Prison is monitored the whole time, how can you bring up shadow banking?"

Raziel was suddenly taken aback.

Sariel laughed: "Just say it! Compared to the key strategic benefits of our operation of this hidden new force, Raziel's violation is utterly insignificant!"

Raziel said irritably, "Who said I would definitely break the rules? I'll show you the art of language."

Raziel arrived at the prison of the demon god's avatar, who was sitting cross-legged, completely absorbed in meditation. This was a very mysterious Eastern yoga posture, indicating that he was up to no good.

To facilitate the conversation later, Raziel first rang the doorbell to greet everyone: "I am Raziel, a novice lawyer from the divine realm. I would like to ask you a few questions."

The demon god maintained his posture and said calmly, "Please, lawyer."

"excuse me!"

Raziel entered enveloped in a halo of light. This halo was just like the one used when arresting prisoners; it provided absolute isolation, preventing both attacks from prisoners and any contact or trade with them.

The demon god spoke first: "Although I don't know what questions you will ask me, my answer is only one sentence: No comment."

Raziel chuckled: "Actually, you could have just stated your position directly through the doorbell, but you still invited me in, which means you still have demands."

The demon god said, "Actually, I have completely resigned myself to my fate, and I don't even know what my request is."

Raziel smiled: "But I know what you're asking for."

The demon god was suddenly taken aback.

Raziel began with the art of language: "First, I've come to gather evidence—"

This opening line is just to deal with surveillance and show that you're doing something important.

The next sentence is: "—Your crime is that you opened a shadow bank on a mysterious island in the surface world!"

The demon was confused and furious: "I've said it before, I accept my fate, I'll admit to any sin! But I will never admit to anything I didn't do or was completely unaware of! How can you, sir, a lawyer from the divine realm, frame me?"

Raziel said in a deep voice, "You must have forgotten. Think carefully. A mysterious island. Please provide your contact information and contact person. This is very important to you."

The demon god was enraged: "No!"

Raziel exclaimed, "That's a great idea!"

The demon god was even angrier: "There really isn't one!"

Raziel said with utmost seriousness, "I won't waste my time joking with you. Think it over carefully. This is a request you yourself didn't even know you were making. Once you've figured it out, I'll come find you tomorrow."

The demon remained silent.

Silence is the best answer!

Let him think it over slowly. We shouldn't provoke him at this point. Raziel left at the right time.

Suddenly, the demon god shouted, "Wait a minute!"

Success!? Raziel turned back, filled with anticipation.

The demon god said in a deep voice, "I really don't know what you're talking about, but you can ask at the Shadow Emerald Tavern in Gem City."

"OK, bye!"

The chat group erupted in chaos!
Raziel laughed and said, "How about it? Let's first convict him that none of our conversations violated any rules. Out of curiosity, he'll inevitably arrange for someone to contact me and find out what's going on. That'll give him a contact person, and once we have a contact person, this shadow banking can be set up, right?"

The crowd exclaimed in admiration: "Truly an art of language!!"

(End of this chapter)