Transcending Worlds: I Have an Invincible Shelter

"Damn it! I'm going crazy!"

Glass Mingyuan slammed his pickaxe to the ground and slumped down on the sewage-filled mine floor, glancing back at the deep, empty tunnel.

He had long since lost count of how much time he had spent in this dark mine. His once fair and smooth hands, which had never been subjected to rough work, were now covered with calluses from the rough rock walls, exuding a sense of vicissitude.

He was a gifted individual with a physique far exceeding that of ordinary people, but even after taking a deep breath of the murky, pungent stench of the mine, Glass Mingyuan still couldn't help but feel nauseous and almost vomited on the spot.

He angrily kicked the newly mined source crystal ore, his eyes surging with murderous intent, his cold and fierce expression growing even more intense, making him appear menacing.

"Calm down. It's actually quite peaceful here. You're the only one mining in the entire mine, and no one will bother you."

A fat man with a thick beard stood at the entrance of the mine, peering into the tunnel with a mocking smile on his lips and a look of schadenfreude as he spoke.

"You...you shameless traitor!"

Glass Mingyuan's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at his distant uncle, his eyes blazing with fury that seemed about to erupt like flames.

"Alright, stop getting angry so easily. Save your energy for mining."

You're incredibly lucky to have survived. Do you think it was easy?

I had to hand over everything I'd been secretly keeping from the mines in Tokyo over the years just to barely save your life.

The bearded man, with his round belly, habitually reached for his coffee cup, but then remembered his current predicament, his hand froze in mid-air, and he could only wave it away sheepishly.

"How many Source Crystals did you hand over?"

Glass Mingyuan slowly pushed himself up from the ground, gripped the iron pickaxe that filled him with loathing again, and walked slowly towards the bearded man.

"You, you, what do you want to do!"

The bearded man felt a chill run down his spine as his distant nephew menacingly approached him. His gaze instinctively darkened as he glanced at the gleaming, hard iron pickaxe in the nephew's hand.

Glass Mingyuan completely ignored the look of terror on his face, and suddenly quickened his pace, stomping heavily across the uneven and rugged mine floor.

His palm tightened, the pickaxe trembled slightly, and the surging anger in his body was almost uncontrollable.

As he drew closer to the bearded man, Glass Mingyuan abruptly raised his pickaxe and slammed it down at the man's feet with a deafening crash. Then, his gaze turned icy cold as he silently stared intently at his opponent.

"Not many, not many, just 30,000, 30,000 source crystals."

The bearded man instinctively shrank his neck, a sudden panic gripping his heart. He was terrified that his hot-tempered nephew might impulsively smash a pickaxe down on his head.

"Thirty thousand yuan!"

Upon hearing the number, Glass Mingyuan was shocked. His anger surged to the top of his head, and he looked at the bearded man with a fierce and piercing gaze, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Had he known that this distant uncle had hoarded so many source crystals, he would have simply plundered them all and left without a trace, instead of ending up in this situation where he is at the mercy of others.

The bearded man seemed to see right through Glass Mingyuan's plans, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Mingyuan, my good nephew, do you really think you can easily let Jintu go and just turn around and leave?"

Upon hearing the words "ashes and soil".

Glass Mingyuan's originally cold eyes suddenly darkened, his chill intensified, and a bone-chilling ferocity instantly permeated his entire body.

Admittedly, his uncle was right. Even if he did obtain 30,000 Source Crystals, he would never easily leave the Tokyo mining area. Instead, he would stop at nothing to eliminate his good younger brother, Jintu.

"You~"

Glass Mingyuan was speechless for a moment, unable to refute, and could only glare fiercely at the bearded man, spitting out a disdainful spittle.

"That's enough!"

The bearded man's face suddenly darkened. He raised his hand and fiercely wiped the spittle off his face. His eyes instantly turned cold and sharp, and he warned him sternly with a chilling look in his eyes.

"Go back to mining! If you ever decide you don't want to continue, you'd better think twice about the consequences!"

Glass Mingyuan's heart tightened suddenly. He looked at the bearded man with a panicked expression and a pleading tone in his voice.

"My dear uncle, I really can't take it anymore. You absolutely can't let those mutants bully me anymore!"

"Weren't you enjoying it quite a bit before?"

The bearded man lightly stomped his foot on the ground, causing the iron pickaxe on the ground to be thrown into the air. He caught it steadily and then casually handed it to Glass Mingyuan.

"Uncle, are you really going to abandon the entire Glass family?"

Glass Mingyuan ignored him and didn't even try to take the iron pickaxe. He just stared at the person in front of him with a gloomy expression.

"It is not that I have abandoned my family, but that my family has already abandoned me."

I had intended to support that kid Jintu, but unfortunately, a stronger figure has now entered the fray.

As the bearded man spoke, he slammed his pickaxe heavily into Glass Mingyuan's chest, and before he could react, he turned and left.

"Today is the last chance that lord will give you; you will never receive such preferential treatment again."

When the time comes, all those slaves will go down into the mine, and then you'll have no way out.

"Do you really intend to be trapped in this filthy bottom of the mine with those miners, living and working alongside them day and night, becoming one of them?"

Watching that fat figure walk further and further away until it disappeared into the shadows at the mine entrance, Glass Mingyuan couldn't help but feel a tightness in his buttocks.

He could barely tolerate the mutants, but he simply couldn't accept sharing a room with those filthy, stinking miners.

A chill ran through Glass Mingyuan. He looked up at the mountaintop and felt a surge of rage rising within him, a silent roar echoing through his mind.

He kept telling himself: I must endure, I must persevere.

My family will never abandon me; they will send someone to rescue me sooner or later. I cannot die like this.

In an instant, his eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, and he gripped the iron pickaxe tightly with his right hand, exerting a sudden force that caused the iron pickaxe to crack and break.

Then he straightened up and walked steadily toward the mine entrance.

Before long, Glass Mingyuan arrived at the mine entrance, looked at a talented individual stationed there, and spoke in a cold tone.

"Go and tell that sir that I agree to his request."

Relinquishing control of the attendant mechs was Glass Mingyuan's final line.

As long as he is alive, the Glass family will eventually notice the strange changes in the Tokyo mining area.

At that moment, he truly regretted why he had come so quietly and secretly.

If I were to appear here openly and honestly, even if I couldn't deliberately target Jintu, if anything unexpected happened, the people of Grass City would definitely notice something amiss immediately.

Upon hearing his reply, the gifted man guarding the cave entrance beamed with joy, a bright smile immediately spreading across his face.

"Sigh, if only you could have held on for a few more days. I've never experienced the life of a noble in Grasse before."

In the past few days, the bearded man offered a plan, which, after being reported up the chain of command, was actually approved by a high-ranking official.

He often heard piercing screams coming from inside the mine from outside, and each sound stirred a restless desire within him.

The gifted individual guarding the cave entrance was already secretly planning to personally step into the mine later and have a good taste of what it was like to be a direct descendant of the Glass family.

Now that he saw the other party walk out of the mine on his own initiative, even though he felt quite unwilling and resentful, he dared not delay the important matter entrusted to him by the important person above.

Noticing the lewd look in the eyes of this gifted individual, Glass Mingyuan panicked and instinctively covered his backside, having no choice but to grit his teeth and stride out.

......

In the real world, the Strait of Hormuz.

As night fell over the sea, a giant cargo ship sped toward Dubai, followed closely by several warships.

The silver-haired man glanced back at the helicopter circling high in the sky, his eyes filled with utter despair.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! We've definitely been betrayed!"

The silver-haired man was sent by Audi to receive this shipment of weapons.

As soon as the handover was completed and the fleet sailed out of the designated sea area, the silhouettes of military warships suddenly appeared on the distant sea.

Although they still couldn't figure out which faction the pursuers behind them belonged to, the sheer power of the military warships was something their local gangs could not possibly contend with.

The helicopter overhead was moving at extremely high speed, and several blinding beams of light poured down from the cabin, firmly locking onto the cargo ship's deck.

"Notify everyone to jump into the sea immediately and swim back!"

"What about this shipment? If it gets lost, Audi will definitely not let us off the hook!"

An Arab man cried out in alarm.

"Fuck you!"

The silver-haired man shouted angrily, kicked the Arab man away, and then rushed to the side of the ship, about to jump into the sea.

The next instant, "rat-a-tat-tat—" a burst of gunfire suddenly pierced the night and exploded.

The silver-haired man glanced hastily at the helicopter circling overhead, no longer caring about the weapons behind him, and leaped into the icy sea.

Meanwhile, people on the deck kept falling under machine gun fire, while some managed to escape by jumping into the sea.

In an instant, blood splattered all over the cargo ship's deck, and crimson flowers suddenly bloomed.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of soldiers rappelled down from helicopters, quickly boarded the deck, and took full control of the entire cargo ship.

The silver-haired man turned around and looked at the endless stream of soldiers boarding the ship, veins bulging on his forehead, filled with resentment and helplessness.

Before he could gaze at it for even a moment longer, a beam of searchlight swept across the deck.

The silver-haired man dared not linger for a moment longer, and suddenly plunged into the deep sea, disappearing in an instant.

Two days later, on a rugged and steep beach in Hasayab, a figure, barely alive, was swept ashore by the waves.

Meanwhile, in the manor deep in the desert, Audi paced back and forth anxiously.

Looking at his subordinates who stood silently with their heads bowed, he felt a surge of anger, and his face darkened to the extreme.

"Investigate! Investigate! Who robbed my goods! I'll kill their whole family!"

The thought that this batch of weapons was purchased specifically for that mysterious man weighed heavily on Audi's mind, and he couldn't figure out where the information had been leaked from.

Upon hearing their boss's order, the group of men in black turned and left the manor, immediately splitting up to begin their investigation.

Henry, the black man who had been silent all along, coughed lightly and spoke.

"Could Audi have been the work of one of our rivals?"

When the black-clad thugs raided the desert estate last time, Audi immediately launched a fierce counterattack, almost sweeping across half of Dubai and completely intimidating and subduing those ill-intentioned opponents.

For a time, no one dared to defy Audi's will.

"Them? They wouldn't dare, would they? Are they really not afraid I'll wipe them all out?"