The Game of Global Mining

The tide has turned, and Michael could no longer hide his inner grief and anger!

But the cries of "Ying Ma" from Uriel and the entire chat group made Michael a bit dazed, as if they indeed made sense. Shouldn’t a strategic victory be denied because of a tactical failure? The key is, the cries of "Ying Ma" were indeed pleasing!

Michael reached a state of clarity at the thought of "Ying Ma," so he decided to use his final battle strength to launch one last charge. All the divine artifacts that could still be used were hurled at the president, aiming to test as many aspects of this transforming president as possible...

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At this moment, with the decrease of the opposing team’s members, the light effects finally didn’t pollute the vision as much. Chun finally saw Michael again!

He ignored the approaching hurricane and the obstruction of several Fallen Angel Guardians, and activated Divine Shelter, deploying all usable divine artifacts once more, all blasting towards Chun!

That’s right!

Chun feared nothing more than him recklessly blasting towards others! Compared to the previous two battles, where Chun actively acted as a human shield and took hits everywhere, in this third battle he had hardly been hit. Chun really wanted to see if he could withstand the blast of his divine artifacts now—face the gale!

Chun summoned another hurricane to wrap around his front, a hurricane of the most basic strength without much buildup!

However, a cloud of pink mist, a circle of earth walls, and a large mana shield suddenly wrapped around his surroundings!

Chun looked helplessly at the ground, it was the support from Aimee and Medesia!

Alright, team battles don’t allow for one-on-one duels.

As the explosive impact once again engulfed his vision, Michael’s Divine Shelter was no longer able to withstand the encirclement, and the explosive impact ceased abruptly.

——Team prompt: Congratulations! Killed the opposing Sage...

Then, victory was beyond doubt.

As the last member of the enemy team fell, a whistle echoed through the sky:

——Stadium prompt: The final match is over! Congratulations to the Black Dragon City team for winning the match...

A roar of cheers, like a stadium full of people, echoed through the sky!

Then, the scene changed, Chun and his team appeared in the Dragon God Hall.

Chun looked around and saw no Uriel! Did he not have time to resurrect? Or is it that even in a death match, resurrection is not immediate?

The Black Dragon God smiled with great satisfaction: "Congratulations, warriors! Your team has won the death match. Though it may not alter the course of history, your achievement is like excavating a brilliant legend from buried history, still having a profound impact on posterity. What I can give you is to proclaim your legend, allowing you to attain the highest glory in the future!"

Chun exclaimed: "We’ve won the match, yet is the war in the Divine Realm still inevitable?"

The Black Dragon God laughed: "They claim we bypassed the matchup mechanism and cheated in the arena! But it doesn’t matter anymore, they cheated using the Power of the Constellation. Return now, see you in a thousand years!"

With that, the Dragon God’s figure disappeared, and the surrounding scene began to blur.

Are we going back just like that?

At this moment, Chun had only one task, which was to quickly shake hands with the two Divine Bulls. This departure seemed like a final farewell.

Golden Horn lamented: "Elder, we’re truly sorry, we failed to show our strength in the final battle!"

Chun said, "No, because of your presence, the opponents dared not engage in land combat, allowing my hurricane to exert its full power. That was your great contribution! Run the guild well, and pass down the skills to future generations."

Silver Horn chuckled: "We should also spread the Elder’s renown to future generations..."

Chun felt an inexplicable urge to cry: "You’d better become deities, so we can meet again in a millennium."

"We’ll certainly strive for that..."

As they spoke, the scene completely blurred until the screen turned black.

——System prompt: Loading plot module... Estimated loading time is 1 day. Please wait patiently.

Holy Shit! A day!?

Last time, when Maria was separating the clone from the small account, it only took a few hours! However, considering the plot spans a thousand years, a day’s loading isn’t much.

Chun immediately thought of Xiaoqin saying there would be a holiday tomorrow, so this one-day loading is like giving me a day off?

Chun switched back to the main account, which was still in the little dark room.

Chun decided, let’s go! Just as he was about to call Xiaoqin, he suddenly froze.

If I suddenly go back, won’t there be someone outside watching? The key is, this timing is too coincidental, the Ten Lords just got defeated and I’m going back. A little imagination would be troublesome, especially since the Ten Lords would surely vent their anger on me.

Chun thought about it and decided to delay by two hours. By the time he got home, it would be around midnight, so Fan would be asleep, and he could take a bath and contribute to the family support fund without worry.

"Hello, Xiaoqin, I’ll be back tonight at midnight, and tomorrow I’ll spend the day with Fan. Then tomorrow night, I’ll continue working."

Xiaoqin laughed: "Alright, I’ll prepare some snacks for you when you get back."

You’re making snacks?

Chun was genuinely interested: "Okay!"

Then, make a call to Zhou Qing: "President Zhou, tomorrow is the May Day holiday, I’ll return after 10 and spend the day with my child. I’ll be over by this time tomorrow night."

Zhou Qing said surprised: "That’s fine, I’ll have someone arrange a car for you in advance."

Chun didn’t hesitate in this area: "Thanks a lot to President Zhou."

Still, Chun felt something was off: "By the way, President Zhou, is there any other exit from the second floor besides the stairs and elevator? I don’t want to be seen by my brothers on the first floor when I go downstairs."

Zhou Qing laughed: "Does Brother Chun feel embarrassed going to the Empire?"

Chun said in embarrassment: "Pretty much, yes. I want to leave quietly."

Zhou Qing laughed: "Alright, then I’ll have someone bring up a food cart pretending it’s for delivering snacks, and Brother Chun can crouch in it. I’ll get Auntie to clean the cart and lay newspapers down so there’s no grease."

Chun was genuinely amused: "Fun! Let’s do it then!"

Then, well, probably won’t sleep, let’s thoroughly relax for a bit, watch some videos, and keep an eye on the main account’s situation. This little dark room is endless, while going back to contribute to family support isn’t restful either.

Speaking of which, 12 hours later the rankings will refresh. This main account is about to officially have a Divine Format Divine Domain, and the ranking of the Ten Lords...

Chun suddenly felt like laughing. Since they’ve already been exposed, then let them be exposed. Just uncertain how long it will take for Michael to resurrect, if he hides like Gabriel did for days, then even if I end up in the Empire’s prison, he wouldn’t be able to find trouble with me...

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Ten Lords Chat Group.

The "Ying Ma" cheers opened champagne, as Uriel’s screen showed a prompt — System prompt: Loading plot module... Estimated loading time is 1 day. Please wait patiently.

This is the plot of the return of the Sage after a thousand years!

But for Michael, there’s only numbness left, as his screen showed — System prompt: Regrettable! You died in the death match and ultimately lost the game, facing severe punishment; resurrection time undecided!

But no worries, everyone sent red envelopes: "Boss, it’s about time you took a break too..."