Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Old Zhou: "We all understand. It's just a few cents for materials and a few dimes for medicine, but it can save several poor people's lives. This person even helped us move things during the day, so we couldn't bear to... Su girl, you said not to interfere during the day, but you came secretly at night. You're such a kind-hearted girl."

Su Wanqing smiled.

[Congratulations! You have saved six people from certain death and have earned 600 merit points.]

She's been in America for several days now, and although she's reaping huge rewards every day, stealing all sorts of things, to be honest, she's earning far too little merit. At least she saved a few people, earning some merit to upgrade her space. The key is that she can maintain her persona—a huge win!

Su Wanqing truly didn't ask for anything in return, because the system had already rewarded her. She wasn't some pushover either; if there was no benefit to be gained, she wouldn't have bothered to save anyone.

After saying goodbye to Old Zhou and the others, Su Wanqing returned to her tent and cuddled her three little ones with Zhou Yanshen to sleep.

Although I lay down, I couldn't fall asleep.

Everyone says Zhou Bapi (a notorious exploiter) preys on people, but American capitalists are exceptionally ruthless when it comes to sucking blood. They only allow these miners to rest for three hours in shifts, then keep them digging non-stop. The constant clanging and banging outside is making it hard to sleep.

The next morning, Su Wanqing couldn't stand it any longer. She took all the soil and rocks that were in the way outside into her space in several batches and accelerated the digging.

So, after breakfast—

"We've broken through! We can get out now!"

"We've dug a tunnel; we can get out now!"

Cheers erupted.

Nobody wants to stay any longer if they can escape this place.

Little Arend and the Chinese delegation immediately packed their things and set off, with the other party quickly following behind.

It took the group another half hour to finally escape the sinkhole. However, when they looked down from above, they discovered that the surrounding ground had shrunk by at least several tens of meters.

The mining area that the Crawford family had just established, which was once fully equipped and lined with factories, has now completely disappeared.

Even Viktor, looking at this tragic scene, was somewhat lost in thought: "It's all gone, all gone, everything is gone!" He was also wondering why he had been so unlucky lately.

A professional geologist nearby sighed: "We need to report this to the mining management department as soon as possible, and then find a professional exploration team to see if there are still any mineral veins below, and whether mining can continue. According to the procedure, we must first submit an accident report, then the state mining bureau will send experts to assess it, and finally decide whether to re-tender or directly revoke the mining rights based on the assessment results."

In short, given their efficiency, this process would take at least a year and a half to complete.

"That's the only way. Also, if there really is no more mine, our family will request a refund."

"Well... I'll have to say more later, hehehehe..."

Although Little Arend was secretly delighted by this, to prevent the other party from taking any drastic measures, he simply coughed and said, "Since we've gotten out safely, we'll be going now..."

Viktor looked at little Arend, and for some reason, suddenly said, "Little Arend, all the mines around here are gone. We don't have anything else to do these days, so why don't we go with you to see the new land you bought? It's nearby anyway."

Victor quickly chimed in, "Yes, we also have professionals who might be able to offer some advice and suggestions. Let's go take a look too. Little Arendt, you wouldn't stop us from going, would you?"

Seeing that everyone wanted to go and take a look, little Arend shrugged: "I don't mind. Since you all want to go, let's go together. Anyway, I brought plenty of supplies, so if we find anything good, don't be jealous, hahaha!"

Victor scoffed, "Thompson searched for decades and couldn't find it, and you think you can find it on your first try? If there really was a gold mine in that area, would the Thompson family have gone bankrupt? Don't dream. I think you've just spent 500,000 to make a fool of yourself."

Arendt had reason to suspect that these people went there just to see him make a fool of himself.

But he didn't mind, since Miss Su was there and he trusted her.

"Who knows? Maybe others haven't found it in decades, but I have? I've always been incredibly lucky. Besides, other people's mines can be mined for many years, while your mine, which was just auctioned off yesterday, collapsed in less than a day. The probability is frighteningly low, yet you still managed to find it, didn't you?"

These words made the other person's face darken, and Victor could only grit his teeth and say, "Then let's go take a look."

So Victor quickly arranged things here, had someone handle the aftermath, and then led his men to see the land that little Arend had just bought.

Fortunately, Arendt Jr. was well-prepared this time, with plenty of vehicles. Whether it was luck or something else, when they came up, all the vehicles were fine, without any damage.

Victor muttered to himself, "What incredible luck! Nothing happened at all."

Meanwhile, Su Wanqing silently thought to herself: I'm only here to steal ore, and I'm still being careful. Of course, I can't touch these supplies belonging to our own people. I need to figure out how to arrange these things beforehand and avoid any potential impact, otherwise I'll have to walk the rest of the way, which will be pure hardship.

Everyone got into the car and headed straight for the Thompson family's land.

We arrived at our destination quickly.

The person making the handover was already impatient—it was the Thompson family's butler, a white man in his fifties named Wilson, whose suit was wrinkled and whose tie was loose, clearly indicating that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Oh, Mr. Arendt, I've been waiting here all day. The head of the household has prepared all the paperwork; you just need to sign these contracts. From today onward, these 6,500 acres of land and the two hills are entirely yours," Wilson said, spreading out a stack of documents and pointing to the signature area.

Little Arendt barely glanced at it before quickly signing his name.

Wilson breathed a sigh of relief and immediately told the rest of the people to pack up and prepare to leave.

However, before leaving, he kindly gave a reminder:

"Oh, esteemed little Arend, don't blame me for not warning you. Although this area is large, there are several herders' pastures below. They often drive their cattle and sheep through your land to take shortcuts. If you want to stop them, you'll have to pay for the fences yourself."

"And you also have to watch out for those damned gold thieves, those vagrants and paupers who hang out downstream all year round, often finding gold dust and then secretly keeping it for themselves. You'll have to have someone guarding the area year-round, otherwise the amount of gold they take away each year will be quite substantial."

"besides,"

Wilson lowered his voice,