The Game of Global Mining

Chapter 539 - 398: Settled

The door opened, and Tifa, dressed in a tight magic robe, stood before the Black Cat.

In the Black Cat’s perspective, she seemed like a sun bursting with magic energy, difficult to gaze upon directly.

Chun was nervous and excited, wondering what Tifa meant by "kind of interesting"?

Tifa squatted in front of the Black Cat, sized it up, then stroked its head, prompting the Black Cat to obediently hunker down and emit a pleasant purr.

Finally, Tifa stood up and said indifferently, "Come in, let’s talk at the table."

Chun’s heart skipped a beat; whom was she speaking to?

The Black Cat slipped inside with a swish and jumped onto the table, which was cluttered with various parts and models. Only then did Chun notice that her bedroom resembled an appliance repair department filled with various equipment. Strangely, the sight didn’t seem chaotic but carried an inexplicable harmonious appeal.

Tifa closed the door, and the equipment in the room began to emit lights of various colors. The surrounding became dim, as if entering a karaoke room—was this a cyberspace-style alternate space?

Tifa sat at the table and met the Black Cat’s gaze: "I know about the Church."

Chun shivered, hair standing on end!

Tifa laughed: "The machine is also well-polished!"

She recognized me! Although being exposed felt a bit indescribable, wasn’t the purpose of coming to her for confirmation? Now it was resolved without much effort!

Tifa sighed: "Remia is a serious yet carefree big sister, sometimes accommodating my character and joking with me, although this joke went a bit overboard—but I’m not joking this time! I want to see how I can lock you in the dungeon factory from morning till night without giving you a chance. How you would then harass me?"

Oh! She minded that remark!

Tifa laughed: "Now I understand. I want to know, what do you plan to do now?"

After speaking, she pulled out a Magic Crystal Screen, seemingly displaying an intelligent handwriting function.

Holy shit, this admits my capability now! But don’t misunderstand, it’s truly not harassment. And given the effort to come, let’s talk about the most important matters directly.

Chun looked around, noticing a bookshelf in the room similar in scale to Fafnir’s.

So he controlled the cat paw to write: "Fairy tale book!"

Tifa paused for a moment, then waved her hand towards the shelf, and a beautifully bound book flew over: "This one?"

Chun saw it was indeed the same, similar to Fafnir’s version.

Chun flipped the book to the last story, which was about the Ugly Emperor locking the souls of five princesses in the Demon Tower while pretending to know nothing.

Given he had shown her the story directly, it was now a test to see if she would awaken, but a reminder was still necessary: "Secret Story!"

Tifa paused again, rather nonchalantly: "So childish, just because this book is too exquisitely packaged, it’s an artwork by itself; otherwise, it wouldn’t have remained on the shelf till now."

After which, she simply tossed the book back to the shelf.

This time, Chun was stunned. Had she awakened already, or was she pretending post-awakening?

Tifa continued: "Although I’m satisfied with some things you do, the crimes are recorded, and our trial is as machine-like and precise as possible. Relying just on polishing machines and mundane tasks makes short-term release difficult; have you considered this?"

Chun was prepared to discuss bride-price, directly writing on the Magic Crystal Screen: "But there are unjust powers in the city. I can help miss eliminate these injustices, and their illegal assets... Miss will decide."

Tifa’s eyebrows twitched: "Quite simplistic thinking! I seldom partake in politics, focusing entirely on technology, not wanting to invite trouble."

Chun understood; this didn’t mean she didn’t want to participate but couldn’t involve her. Fair enough, even in Bronze City’s factory monitoring matters, someone got involved; delegate to him.

Chun straightaway fueled the fire: "I think Sage Metatron could intervene, while I’d operate secretly."

Typically, player and NPC interactions are independent; mentioning another player in an NPC’s presence rarely triggers events. But he’s a Sage, holds privileges, essentially close to an NPC, worth a try.

However, Tifa asked: "Where did this Black Cat come from?"

Ugh, was this sudden topic shift a failed attempt? Okay, let’s get down to specifics.

Chun wrote swiftly on the Magic Crystal Screen, explaining the sewer situation—an accidental mission, no need for secrecy.

Tifa frowned: "I’m still young, unfamiliar with this Black Cat owner from over a decade ago. But the balding family she mentioned has existed since Bronze City’s development. Despite certain rumors, it’s not easily bankruptable."

Yet it meant a significant gain once raided, didn’t it?

Chun wrote: "This task has no time limit; it can wait. I can start with other gangs first."

Tifa was intrigued: "How will you proceed?"

Chun hadn’t planned thoroughly but confusing the Ten Lords was currently paramount: "Miss continues to judge me impartially, delineating connections with me. I’ll initially gather grassroots information."

Tifa uttered: "Gather information? Through this Nightmare?"

Mina was abruptly startled, and Chun thought Holy shit! Any privacy at all? No wonder Aileen hides every time the City Beauty appears; this strength is truly unrivaled in the city.

Chun chose to be honest: "Yes, obtained during killing the Dark Soul Witch in Gem City, named Mina."

Tifa said: "No wonder you acquired the Space Explorer from Eve. But given the current strength of this Nightmare, appearing recklessly is very dangerous. Conveniently, I have a method to enhance her strength; why don’t you let her stay with me for now?"

Chun was stunned: "I return alone?"

Tifa said: "It’s simple, a matter of a breeze."

No, are you planning to steal my subordinate?

Chun asked: "How will Miss enhance her power?"

Tifa spoke solemnly: "I’m currently having a peculiar dream; allowing this Nightmare lady to enter my dream would be an experience for her too. Training here is more stable than you seeking around aimlessly."

Peculiar dream? Had she awakened?

Chun asked: "Magic Tower Princess dream?"

Tifa casually said: "Perhaps, yes. As for this Black Cat, it seems obedient; let it stay here for now. Now it’s time for our session to end; return first, I’ll contact you if needed."

After speaking, the cyberspace setting in the room began to revert. At the same time, Tifa waved her hand, and Chun truly felt like a breeze, awakening and finding himself back in the cell!

Holy shit! His so-called Black Cat possession, in front of the City Beauty, was truly child’s play, a mere flick of her finger.