I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

"Okay, although you can no longer be our personal trash can after you become human."

But I'll still reserve the number two position for you in the Mole Party.

By the way, do you still have your "junk food" skill from last time? I've accumulated two more junk cards in my pocket.

"I may not have the skills, but I appreciate your sentiments."

Qi Ye crouched down and took out the "Painful Flying" light cone card, which was glowing with a warm light, from the system's inventory.

"But I have something even better here."

This light cone is called "Painful Flying," and it can heal any injury, no matter what kind.

"From now on, when you take the Mole Gang on adventures, if anyone falls or gets hurt, this will fix it."

Hook's eyes lit up, but then he became a little embarrassed:

"But I have no money! I spent all my allowance on treating my underlings to food!"

After thinking for a moment, Qi Ye spoke:

You can trade it for your most valuable possession.

Hook looked down and scratched his head, then pulled out a rather large machine from behind his back.

She handed him the machine, her lips pressed into a thin line:

"This... is my favorite hole machine."

It can be used for drilling; I originally planned to dig a secret tunnel next to the secret base.

If you don't mind... then you can have it.

Qi Ye looked down at the hole-punching machine in Hook's hand.

The thing was worn out in a sophisticated way, but the drill bit was polished to a shine, clearly indicating that it was regularly maintained.

He reached out and took the hole-punching machine; it was heavy, much heavier than it looked.

Hook's fingers were still on the joystick, and it took him a while to slowly let go.

The movement was so slow it was like cutting off one's own flesh.

After letting go, she put her hands behind her back, trying to put on an "I don't care" expression.

But the light in those big eyes had dimmed by half.

Qi Ye looked at her, who was clearly reluctant but pretending to be generous.

I feel like my heart, which has been certified by the system as a cunning businessman, is experiencing an unprecedented blow to my conscience.

He weighed the hole-punching machine in his hand and started calculating in his mind!

I haven't paid the initiation fee yet, have I?

The number two figure in the Mole Party, his personal trash can, personally certified by Boss Hook.

They haven't even paid the membership fee yet!

Can this light cone be counted as a membership fee?

The system remained silent for a while.

It seems they are calculating whether the debt of using the joining fee to offset the transaction price of the light cone can be balanced.

The membership fee is usually set by the organization itself, but the Mole Party has not set a clear standard for membership fees.

This light cone transaction can be considered a special contribution gift to the Mole Party, requiring no additional payment.

Note: This will not be repeated.

Qi Ye curled up the corner of her mouth and stuffed the hole-punching machine back into Hook's hand.

Hook paused for a moment, then instinctively hugged the machine tightly with his two little hands, his expression changing from heroic sacrifice to bewilderment.

"You don't need to give me the hole puncher."

The light cone is yours; this is the initiation fee for the number two member of the Mole Party.

Besides, how will you dig secret tunnels without a hole-digging machine when you take people on adventures in the future?

Hook looked down at the hole machine he had found again in his arms, then looked up at Qiye.

Then he suddenly hugged the hole machine to his chest and bowed deeply to him.

"Trash can guy, you really are the best number two!"

I hereby officially announce, in my capacity as the leader of the Mole Gang, that your membership fee has been paid in full.

From now on, all of the Mole Party's secret passages are open to you free of charge!

After saying that, he turned and ran, but after a few steps he turned back and shouted, "Remember to report to me next time you come to the lower district."

Then it disappeared in a flash at the end of the corridor.

Qi Ye patted his knees and stood up, gesturing for hope Er to enter.

Looking at her father's calm expression, Seele remained silent for a while before saying, "Let's go."

After exchanging a few words with Natasha, the group walked along the mine tunnel toward the cable car station.

Qi Ye walked in the middle of the group, then suddenly quickened her pace and snuck up next to Dan Heng.

He pulled the "Bang" light cone out of his pocket.

"Danheng, my good brother, were you angry when I called you Hengheng baby just now?"

"No." Dan Heng replied calmly.

That means it's held tight.

Since you've held back, you should definitely buy this light cone.

Qi Ye handed the card to him sincerely.

"Not considering it."

"Let me tell you about its capabilities. The longer you hold back, the more powerful it will be when it explodes."

Think about your face, always expressionless, all that energy you've accumulated over most of your life.

One punch from him could probably pierce through a Star God.

Dan Heng was silent for a moment: "...I have my own way of fighting."

"But you can be stronger."

"I don't need light cones to become stronger."

"Then what do you need?"

"You need to shut up."

There was a two-second silence.

March 7th couldn't help but burst out "Pfft!" from behind, then quickly covered his mouth.

Xing couldn't help but ask:

"Is this how you've always sold things?"

"Yes, it's my major."

What are your chances of success?

Qi Ye thought for a moment: "...about 30%."

"What about the remaining 70%?"

"Of the remaining 70%, 50% were beaten and 20% were verbally abused."

Seele looked at him: "You've been beaten so many times and you still haven't given up?"

"This shows that I have a strong will."

Qi Ye said confidently, "A qualified salesperson should be prepared to be beaten up."

Danheng turned his head:

"You just said you could punch through a star god."

That's something you can do, not something I can do.

You can keep it for yourself.

"I used it, and it turned into a trash can for a day."

"That's perfect, you've already experienced it. There's no need to try it again."

Qi Ye stared wide-eyed, realizing she had been tricked again.

He sighed and put the light cone back into his pocket:

"Okay, then we'll keep it for now. We'll sell it when we find the right person."

The cable car continued its ascent. The light overhead grew ever closer.

The darkness of the lower levels is being left behind, section by section.

Xing asked curiously:

"Tell me, what exactly did Uncle Yang do to the star core?"

"I don't know." March 7th rubbed his hands together. "But the fact that he's laughing so loudly at least means he didn't lose."

"It's also possible that he was too excited after winning and blew up Yongdongling without thinking."

"...You sound like you're really looking forward to him blowing up Yongdongling."

"I'm just speculating reasonably."

Qiye did not participate in the discussion.

He looked at the lights outside the window that were getting brighter, and then he whispered:

"One day I'll sell 'Hold On'."

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Chapter 60 The Black Hand

The cable car arrives outside the city of Shangcheng.

Qi Ye stepped out of the car and onto the snow. Before she could stand up, she held onto the railing for a couple of seconds to catch her breath.

"This cable car..."

He turned his head and looked at Xier, who jumped off the car behind him.

"That's way too crazy!"

I felt like I'd been stuffed into a tin can and rolled around three times.

Seele patted the snow off her shoulder and explained helplessly:

"There's nothing we can do; this was originally intended for transporting supplies, not for people to sit on."

"It's already a miracle that we were even brought up here."

Suddenly, a deep rumble came from the direction of the distant snow-capped peaks.

Qi Ye looked up and glanced at it.

Our gaze passed over the layers of snowdrifts and went straight to the snow-capped peaks in the distance.

A huge shadow covered it.

Across the vast expanse of snow and wind, its outline is so magnificent that it almost blots out the sky.

Even from a great distance, one can clearly feel that heavy sense of oppression.

"What is that?"

Seele looked up at the sky, a rare look of surprise on her face.