Star Railway: I'm developing the Star Railway mobile game at my company.

Online, players have also gradually come into contact with this storyline.

Thanks to the game's current influence, its reach is already quite wide, and of course, this includes the online trolls hired by Sand Gold.

Under its deliberate guidance, many people have even begun to denounce the company online, targeting Oswaldo Schneider, the head of market development.

Of course, this kind of thing has happened many times before.

After all, given Oswaldo's ruthless methods, he had so many enemies that they could circle Pierpoint several times over.

In the past, such situations wouldn't even alarm the person in question; a simple operation by the staff below would silence those scattered tissues as if their throats had been cut open.

But this time it's clearly different.

Putting aside the fact that the game's popularity has led to widespread discussion across galaxies, another crucial force has emerged.

[Speaking out to the United Arab Emirates, accusing Oswaldo Schneider, head of marketing at the Interstellar Peace Corporation, of 7342 war crimes!]

The article was published by an account with the ID "Survivor Mutual Aid Association," and it was filled with descriptions of the barbaric crimes committed by Oswaldo in order to expand its market.

Its contents are detailed and the number of cases is enormous. Behind each crime are the number of people who have lost their lives, which is truly shocking!

The article attracted a great deal of attention as soon as it was published, and it was, of course, the work of Sand Gold.

Two unmanageable points of transmission caused the situation to spiral completely out of control, spreading to the company's upper management.

Chapter 274 Darling, I've come to find you!

Sector 42 of the Angdwell Starfield.

This is the border of interstellar civilization, and also the front line for market expansion.

Countless large starships came and went, circling around an interstellar fortress built in space.

This is also the location of Oswaldo, the current head of the development department.

Inside the luxurious office, a kind-faced man was looking at the star map in front of him.

Above, the piece representing the company logo moves outwards once more, expanding the color representing the company's sphere of influence.

Just as Oswaldo was admiring his victory with satisfaction, he suddenly received an urgent message from his subordinates.

Seeing this, the man also became interested. If something really hadn't happened, the news wouldn't have traveled across the globe to reach him.

Looking at the reported summary of the incident, it seems that some people are expressing their dissatisfaction with me again.

Clicking on the article containing his self-accusations, Oswaldo casually flipped through it as if reviewing his own glorious history.

"Oh, let me guess, is it that the stray slave dog we picked up has finally learned to bite?"

After a quick glance, Oswaldo thought of the gold from the Strategic Investment Department among his many enemies.

The fact that such a huge incident could have happened suggests that someone from the company was behind it, stirring things up.

Just like the saying "you'll remember how many slices of bread you've eaten," Oswaldo truly doesn't remember the many obstacles he encountered when expanding into new markets.

But he did remember this gambler who had risen from slavery to become one of the Stoneheart Ten and who was his sworn enemy, or rather, the whole company knew about him.

The key question now is whether all of this is the work of a gold mine owner or a hindrance by its old rival, diamonds, in the race for a board seat.

Oswaldo was somewhat puzzled at this moment, after all, in his view, this was something that could be dealt with casually, and there was no way that the relevant information would be kept until tomorrow.

Is there some other trick up their sleeve?

Just as he was preparing to handle the situation personally, another communication request came in.

Compared to before, Oswaldo's pupils visibly dilated upon seeing the contact number this time, clearly unable to maintain his previous composure.

That was the assistant to one of the seven current board members, and the very one who secretly supported his candidacy for board member!

A cold sweat began to seep down his back; his intuition told him that this matter was probably not simple.

Once the communication was established, Oswaldo remained calm and began to speak.

“Assistant Navid, it’s rare to see you take the initiative to send a message.”

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"No need for formalities, Director Oswaldo. I'm here to retrieve the rare item, the Robe of Hidden Mist, at the behest of the board."

The "Hidden Mist Robe" was a rare item bestowed upon him by the director behind him in order to support him.

With this extraordinary object, Oswaldo's location will be impossible for anyone or any technology to detect.

It was this extraordinary object that helped him avoid most of his enemies that gave Oswaldo such confidence in his actions.

Hearing that the artifact was to be taken back, and the implications behind it, sent a chill down Oswaldo's spine.

Has he been abandoned?

Thinking of this, a hint of panic began to appear on his otherwise calm expression.

"What's going on? Why are you suddenly taking back the artifact? Is it because of those comments that have been circulating online lately? I'll take care of this soon!"

On the other end, Navid's assistant simply replied coldly.

"Solve it? You should first see how things develop."

"However, you don't need to worry. Considering your contributions to the company, the company will make arrangements for your recovery."

"We will arrange a special leave for you this time. Once this is over, you will still be the head of the market development department."

The call ended abruptly.

At the same time, Oswaldo's phone also sent a detailed incident report, which he immediately opened to check, wanting to see who this person was.

Because of the border star system, he was unaware of the Star Railway game for the time being.

Looking at it now, Oswaldo also looked surprised and uncertain.

Is the game, which is centered on the perspective of the Star Train, also incorporates real-world events into its storyline?

Most importantly, the game's official team seems to possess the ability to summon hundreds of messengers.

As Oswaldo read the messages one after another, he felt like he was dreaming, or rather, a nightmare from which he couldn't wake up.

A feeling of irritation welled up inside him, causing him to furrow his brow.

Then Oswaldo took out his phone and dialed several numbers, as if to confirm the facts or to ask for help.

This call won't go through... this one just disconnected... damn it!

Enraged, Oswaldo slammed his fist on the table.

He was originally thinking of quickly taking over this market, and fortunately he had the upper hand over Diamond in the election for board member, but now it seems that he has no chance at all.

Reluctantly, Oswald handed over his [Hidden Mist Robe] to a nearby intelligent machine responsible for long-distance transmission.

Once he sheds that disguise, his exact location coordinates are no longer protected by the artifact.

On the other side, Sand Gold also began his next move.

On the internet, a hacker-running software appeared with a bounty: a large reward for the exact coordinates of Oswaldo, the head of the Interstellar Peace Corporation.

At first, everyone just wanted to have some fun, wondering whose masked Fool had come.

However, after seeing the bounty amount, which was so high that it would take your eyes to count it, the hackers became excited.

Coincidentally, Silver Wolf, who was feeling quite annoyed by the plot, also saw this request and immediately joined the ranks of those opening boxes.

Sand Gold initially thought this would be a long and drawn-out battle, since he didn't know when Oswaldo would lose the support of the board of directors behind him.

But to my surprise, the other party's coordinates were quickly discovered; it seems the power of money really works.

Looking at the specific location coordinates sent by the hacker, they even thoughtfully locked onto Oswaldo's electronic devices.

A slight smile appeared on Sand Gold's lips as he turned and sent the message to a friend who was a wandering knight.

Back to Oswaldo.

He had already put down his work and was preparing to take a break for a while, as arranged by the company.

Just as he was envisioning which vacation planet to visit and relax, a strange message came through.

Hey, baby, I'm here to find you!

"Hmph, a bunch of flies."

As if he had anticipated this situation, Oswaldo impatiently turned off his phone, though he was still unaware of the group targeting him.

Now, let's return to the main plot.

Before taking the stage, he turned around and looked back one last time.

【...goodbye.】

The actors are in place, and the show is about to begin.

This performance is dedicated to you; I hope it will leave you with unforgettable memories...

Sand Gold slowly opened his eyes and looked back. The empty corridor was just like Sand Gold's lonely life so far.

【Kakavasya.】

Chapter 275: The Game of Placer Gold

Once the sand gold train departs, the perspective shifts back to the Starry Sky Train.

After reuniting with Walter and Huang Quan, the train crew decided to go to the company representative, Sandstone, to learn more about Pinocone.

Just then, Pinocchio's radio came on.

【ladies and gentlemen--】

[Pinocconi's most amazing and grandest show ever is about to begin!]

[Interstellar Peace Company cordially invites you to visit the Croker Film Park!]

Even though dangers lurk ahead, now is the time to embark on the path of exploration.

Huang Quan, in gratitude for Walter's trust, expressed his willingness to do his part to stand by the train should the situation turn unfavorable.

The dungeon challenge has begun, and a major battle is clearly imminent.

In the past, the audience would feel excited due to the tense atmosphere at this time, but now they felt inexplicably heavy.

"It's finally here, the BOSS battle!"

"Holy crap, are we going to be mining for gold later...?"

"No way, why should we fight him?"

"I've never felt this heavy-hearted before a boss battle before, sigh."

As the curtain rises, the large film screen displays the spade symbol belonging to amber gold.

Although it hasn't shown up yet, Sand Gold is clearly paying close attention to everything here.

[We're a bit late, everyone on the Starry Sky Train, and this...uninvited guest.]

[Please give a round of applause to Miss Starcore!]

The tense atmosphere clearly did not affect Xing at all. When Sand Gold mentioned him, he excitedly replied.

"Mom, I'm on TV!"

【Well...】

At this moment, Sand Gold's tone was extremely arrogant, as if he wanted to kill everyone present.

[You, you, and you... everyone will die—and it's all because of you, Miss Starcore... you will personally embody death here.]

Then Sand Gold announced that he was going to detonate the star's core inside the star, but fortunately Pinocchio caused an accident.

These words prompted Huang Quan to step forward.

You can't do it.

This is one of the purposes of placer gold.

Of course I can do it; it's just another gamble.

I came from the deserts of Tsigania. For sixty copper coins, people branded me, shackled me, sent me to the rack, and buried me in the sand...

[But the sun couldn't kill me; instead, the quicksand sent me to the embrace of the academy and the company. Remember, I didn't win by chance; I've never lost.]