The Game of Global Mining

After touring around the Divine Domain, Chun found everyone busy refining the newly absorbed Power of Nightmare. Even Aileen was busy integrating energy to find the upgrade threshold. They were quite busy, so it’s better not to disturb them.

First, go to the bathroom to wash up and refresh Spirit, then switch to a smaller account, enter the Divine Domain of the Forest Goddess to prepare for battle, and review the usage of this morning’s Divine War’s "Wind, Thunder, and Water Tornado."

Then Earth Lotus returned: "Father, I have almost absorbed all the Essence of Earth Life here. In an hour, it will start to wither, but by that time, the battle will have begun, and it won’t be noticed."

Earth Lotus has learned to be sneaky!

When she was a child, I wished for her innocence, kindness, and safe growth. Now that she’s grown, I hope she is savvy and worldly enough to avoid being taken advantage of.

Chun felt gratified: "Very well, take a break first, and by the way, watch how your father demonstrates the new usage of Hurricane Technique..."

...

Uriel wandered in the streets of Black Dragon City, hoping to find some long-lived NPC like the Lizard Prophet, so there would be a thousand-year friendship when he returned.

At that moment, citizens and warriors in the street were discussing the outcome of the final battle. Uriel’s appearance immediately attracted the attention of everyone: "Sage Lord, why aren’t you preparing for battle?"

"Sage Lord, can we win this final battle?"

"Sage Lord, if we win, will the Divine Realm go back on their word and launch a full-scale attack?"

Uriel regretted coming to the street; these questions were unanswerable, so he decided to play it cool and not answer any of them.

The bigger problem was that everyone was focused on the battle, but the outcome was a definite loss! Even if he found the right candidate, what use would it be? The other party would scorn him for a thousand years!

What should he do? Go the opposite way and find a traitor?

But with such agitated emotions filling the street, who could be a traitor?

Suddenly, Uriel saw a squad of Blood-winged Angels flying over the city.

Hmm? Fallen Angels? Aren’t they a race of natural traitors! Angels live a thousand years too easily.

Uriel immediately followed them to a hospital, where the rooms were already overflowing, and the wounded were lying all over the hospital’s halls and corridors.

Then he saw them reporting to a distinguished lady in white.

Is this the Archangel? From the previous version? But he really didn’t notice this character before the big battle. She probably isn’t anyone significant. But this is better; such a middle-tier character is valuable and relatively easy to befriend.

Uriel approached in astonishment: "Miss, may I know your name?"

The other party turned around and looked: "Isn’t this the Sage about to head to battle? I’m Maria, call me Maria, part of the first batch of medical teams from Demon God Hall here to aid the Black Dragon City in battle."

Just a medical team... So, in a thousand years, she should have climbed to a high position, right?

Uriel looked at the wounded lying everywhere and sighed: "Whether it’s the Black Dragon God or the citizens, they have too great expectations of me, creating immense pressure. Compared to victory, I am more worried about the loss of team members; with this mindset, I might lose."

Admitting defeat in front of a "traitor" would surely make her secretly delighted, thus raising favorability.

Maria looked at Uriel in astonishment.

Uriel continued: "Apologies, everyone hopes I would utter bold words of inevitable victory, but I can only speak the truth."

Maria sighed: "Indeed, if everything is taken for granted and only victory is considered without considering what would happen in defeat, then that’s an immature Commander. In comparison——"

Maria glanced around and whispered: "The Black Dragon God is very immature! If he were as mature and stable as you, Sage, this battle wouldn’t have turned out this way! It proves that maturity is unrelated to age!"

Uriel was taken aback, no, he was delighted! Such high praise means she could be a thousand-year-old friend!

Uriel was excited: "Miss, will I have the chance to see you again?"

Maria smiled: "As long as I don’t perish, we can probably meet again. Visiting the hospital often can make you see death differently, Sage, take a broad perspective and do your utmost."

Perish?! No wonder this NPC wasn’t noticed; did she perish in the old version’s Divine and Demon battle?

Uriel immediately asked in a chat group: "Everyone, have you seen this Maria in the old version before?"

Sela was quite puzzled: "She leads Blood Angels, and we’re of the same race! But I don’t know this person."

Gabriel said: "An archangel daring to be called Maria, this should be a big character, right?"

Uriel felt both eager and excited: "The key is this NPC’s modeling and temperament, which don’t seem like ordinary NPCs and surpass the City Beauty by a tier. Is she perhaps a god?"

Sariel said: "If she is a god, then she is time-line penetrating, meaning she knows the worry Uriel mentioned about team loss was a lie, clearly, it was you who voluntarily posthumously named them heroes. And gods wouldn’t say they would perish."

Uriel was almost certain: "So she is indeed dead?"

Sela felt quite regretful: "She should be a dead god then, after all, the first thing in big fights is to kill healers..."

Uriel felt helpless: "Can there be a glimmer of hope, then? I don’t care about anything else; if only she survives?"

Everyone else was amazed: "Uriel, aren’t you the one who always disdains us for keeping City Beauties? Now you’re moved?"

Michael sighed: "Uriel, are you asking me?"

Uriel was conflicted: "Boss... can I have a chance?"

Michael said gravely: "No!"

Uriel sighed: "No, what I mean is, give me a chance to do my utmost; even if I lose, I want to lose heroically and not lose face in front of her!"

Michael frowned: "She is already dead, how would you see her?"

Uriel sighed: "It’s just a guess; I bet there’s still a slight chance she’s alive—after all, she met me! History will also undergo minor shifts."

Michael sighed: "Alright, if you are disadvantaged, go all out. Even if there is a bit of a stalemate, you must hold back!"

Uriel sighed: "Understood."

Sela felt emotional: "Uriel, I also support her survival. Join us, at least prepare for that all-out heroic opportunity."

"Fine."

Uriel looked at Maria with reluctance and directly expressed: "Miss, I’m going to prepare for battle, hoping to prevent the battle and hope you can survive."

Maria laughed: "Go ahead, I’m busy."

...

Uriel officially entered the preparation zone.

At this moment, the two bellowing cows in the big tent were drunk again, snoring loudly. The dogs in the mating nest in the corner couldn’t move, snoring loudly.

Less than half an hour left before the battle, it was practically a gaggle. Well, just in time to allow himself to give it his all.

Just then, Pava Landing came out of the big tent: "Vice President, I’m very disappointed, you haven’t submitted my heroic status!"