The Game of Global Mining

Ten Lords Chat Group.

Lunchtime.

Compared to the usual buzz, now Michael, Uriel, Gabriel are all waiting for resurrection or updates and have gone off to do their own things. Raymir, Samuel, and Rachael have been idle without speaking for a long time, so only Raphael, Sariel, Metatron, and Sela are left, making it much more dull and quiet.

Ranking update time.

Sariel just took a glance and was instantly stunned: "This ranking, what’s going on?!!"

Raphael also glanced: "What the f*ck?!"

Sela was shocked: "Chun is first? How is this possible!"

Metatron was in disbelief: "Could the -500,000 prestige penalty during his trial have worked?"

Sariel was amazed: "Even if it worked, it couldn’t possibly surpass——couldn’t possibly surpass Raymir who’s currently in second, he’s been idle since the server started and hasn’t used his Privilege Points at all! Even with a million prestige, the ranking weight is only equivalent to 100,000 Privilege Points, it’s simply impossible!"

Raphael was astonished: "Unless he has also become a Sage? Or ascended?"

Sariel was anxious: "Absolutely impossible! He’s been in jail for over ten days without any chance to level up?"

Sela said: "There’s only one situation, during the hearing in the morning, his condition was still fine, that means they won the Dream War last night, which means that Fallen Angel Andariel has completely possessed and taken over his body. Raphael, have you found out anything about Andariel?"

Raphael said in a muffled voice: "Still can’t find out!"

Sariel was shocked: "Your authority can’t even find it?"

Raphael said grumpily: "And aren’t you unable to find out about the smuggled Dragon eggs from the hospital?"

Samuel finally spoke: "The new version is tailored for your own Sage privileges, while the old version belongs to the Emperor’s authority world, when you connect to the old version——"

Sela interrupted angrily: "What do you mean ’you’? ’We’!"

Samuel also retorted grumpily: "I always thought the old version was fun, with dozens to hundreds of bustling big cities and thousands of small towns. Even if they are blown into ruins, there’s still the joy of exploration. Unlike you creating this new world with only 5 cities! If it weren’t for the fact that you liked listening to Curry’s grandstanding and hired a bunch of Curry engineers, the old version wouldn’t have gone down the drain!"

Raphael sighed: "But at least, Curry’s quirky brain really did come up with intelligence!"

Metatron said: "Samuel, finish what you were saying just now."

Samuel said: "I can already assert that anything you can’t find with your Sage privileges is entirely the Emperor’s forces, including this Andariel! The Emperor has sealed and driven 72 Demon Gods, one more small role is normal."

Sariel grumbled: "Let’s not talk about past matters, what do we do now?"

Samuel laughed: "The boss hasn’t gone berserk yet, why are we in a hurry?"

Sela sighed: "I’m worried! Have you found the search rings?"

Samuel chuckled: "I think it’s the Hathaway Race, want to just set a fire?"

Sela grumbled: "Go ahead, half the old world is destroyed, ruining one more family doesn’t matter..."

Samuel laughed: "Then tonight, cooperate a little!"

Sela was irritated: "Do we really have to wait until tonight?"

Just then, Michael logged into the chat group.

Everyone immediately fell silent.

Michael also remained silent, like a dormant volcano.

The chat group was dead silent. At this time, anyone who dared to make noise would face the boss’s crazy wrath! After all, Chun’s situation can’t be explained with "the study of winning."

Finally, the butler was the first to speak: "Gentlemen, should we have the Divine Team in Shenjiang’s hidden line launch a car accident or fire at the target’s internet café?"

Sela timidly asked: "Would it be useful?"

The butler said: "Even if it might not be effective, it can serve as a deterrent warning! Moreover, it can test whether the dogs we’ve raised can act, if they can’t immediately come up with an action plan, they’re just idling around, keeping such dogs is useless."

Michael finally spoke: "Immediately, arrange it!"

Butler: "Yes, sir."

...

Divine Team Command.

When the ranking updated and the command center once again burst into a commotion, Young Master felt a vague unease. In fact, when the ranking updated yesterday and Chun climbed over the first place, Young Master knew trouble was brewing.

And sure enough, the phone rang.

Young Master felt a tremor in his heart, immediately stood up and waved for silence in the command center, then respectfully answered the phone: "Sir, please instruct!"

The voice on the other end was more stern and cold than ever: "The boss is furious, it’s time to test your abilities, it’s midnight in Shenjiang now, can you come up with an action plan?"

Young Master steadied his mind: "Their internet café is having a late-night celebration, delivery personnel are coming and going frequently, chaos can be created!"

"Very good, tonight the boss expects to hear exciting news from you."

"Under-understood!"

After the call, Young Master’s legs gave out and he collapsed onto the sofa, his back soaked in cold sweat.

The cadre present also understood the severity of the problem: "Young Master, that’s one of the city with the strongest security in the world, usually we just gather some intelligence, but to actually cause an incident? If we get involved, the company on our side..."

Young Master said in a deep voice: "But we have quite a few underlings, it’s time to test their loyalty and capacity! Actually, it’s okay if they mess up, as long as there’s enough commotion to report back..."

...

1AM.

To celebrate Brother Chun’s world number one, the first floor of the internet café was bustling with late-night beer and barbecue.

But Zhou Qing was stationed in the monitoring room, maintaining contact with the security company. After all, Brother Chun’s request to return home today was very cautious, essentially giving himself an extra warning.

Sure enough, an anomaly appeared: "Stall 4 is approaching!"

The monitor showed a three-wheeled stall selling stir-fried noodles, the kind with a built-in gas cylinder.

Zhou Qing’s heart tightened, he immediately rummaged for related records, it was roughly ten days ago, when Brother Long and Brother Tao started ordering late-night snacks and celebrations began, the nearby snack street had essentially been completely rented out and was still too busy, causing the surrounding area to heat up, with many stalls for stir-fried noodles and pancakes joining in. This particular cart originally belonged to an old man, who wasn’t very nimble, and then it was taken over by a young man.

In short, too much coincidence, suspicious!

Now he’s planning to park close to the internet café for convenience of frying noodles, that’s simply terrifying!

Zhou Qing immediately asked the security personnel: "If the gas cylinder is going to explode, can it be dealt with?"

"We can intercept him first, let him fry the noodles, and monitor the gas cylinder situation up close..."

Zhou Qing still felt unsatisfied, how could you guard against theft every day? It should be caught red-handed! To put it simply, gamble a bit, just let him fry on the side, the stall owner probably wouldn’t go down with the gas cylinder, right? Most likely, he’d find a chance to slip away...

Zhou Qing took the plunge: "What I mean is, can we..."