The Game of Global Mining

Chapter 542 - 400: Impersonating the Pirate King, Baron Bapeng on Hunger Strike (Part 2)

At that moment, the surveillance team reported, "Two scouts from the Night Rose Tavern suddenly got hypnotized, for reasons unknown."

The peep was startled and immediately rushed to the tavern at the first opportunity.

By now, not only were the two lower-ranked team members hypnotized, but many patrons were as well.

The peep immediately ordered, "Play back all footage within the last 10 hours citywide!"

Then he immediately went to Vivian’s counter to inquire, "Miss Vivian, is there anything unusual?"

Vivian exclaimed, "Yes, you should visit Baron Bapeng at the Baron’s Mansion. He’s feeling very unwell tonight and hasn’t had his dinner."

The peep was stunned; the fatty actually skipped dinner at times like this? But that’s not the point!

The peep pointed at the drunken patrons: "I mean, is there anything unusual in the store?"

Vivian replied irritably, "Isn’t it normal for people to get drunk in a tavern? Go on, you’re a vice president; don’t delay the important matters."

The peep had no choice but to return to the Baron’s Mansion, where he indeed saw the butler worried sick.

"Mr. Butler, the Baron?"

The butler said helplessly, "He’s clearly not sick, but he can’t eat a single bite. I don’t know what’s going on, maybe you can find a solution."

The peep went to the dining room, where the fatty was staring at the sumptuous feast laid out on the table, unable to eat, even though it was already past dinner time.

"Sir!?"

The baron trembled as he spoke, "For some reason, I feel like I’m starving to death!"

The peep was shocked, "Could it be that the food doesn’t suit your taste?"

The baron looked confused, "Maybe!"

The peep thought for a moment, "Master, how about hiring various renowned grandmaster chefs to cook you a meal right away?"

The baron hesitated for a moment, then mumbled to himself, "I’ve never had a meal from a grandmaster chef! No, I’ve never had top-quality ingredients! I want top chefs, I want to eat the best ingredients, no, I want royal ingredients..."

The butler panicked, "Master, even if we can hire grandmaster chefs, we can’t find royal ingredients!"

The baron panicked, "I have spices; I’ll trade them for the ingredients. Do whatever it takes! Quickly, Vice President, think of something; I’m going to starve to death!"

The peep saw a red flash before his eyes—system prompt: Warning! Chamber of Commerce President Baron Bapeng has a mysterious illness and must be provided with royal ingredients before he starves to death. If the president encounters misfortune, the Shangri-La Commerce Association will replace the legal representative.

The peep was dumbfounded. Are they really going to starve to death? If he dies, I’ll have to resign the vice president position I worked so hard to get? But come on, wanting royal ingredients with nothing but a baron, isn’t that a pipe dream!

Such matters have already exceeded my capabilities and those of the Divine Team. Probably the only thing I can do is report to the Young Master, who can then seek help from the Ten Lords.

The Young Master, after watching the playback, took the matter very seriously and immediately contacted Sariel...

While waiting, the surveillance team’s investigation results came out: "Report to the leader, an unknown nun appeared on the nearby street. Earlier, this nun was seen having a conversation with Tata War God at the entrance of the church and then went to the Dark Alley District."

Indeed, it was Tata War God causing trouble!

...

At this time, Sariel, plotting the fake Pirate King plan in the chat group, received a message from Young Master Shenqian.

Sariel was stunned, "Everyone, something weird has happened in Black Iron City, what’s going on?"

Michael was baffled, "I’ve never heard of such a strange illness before. Sela, you know demons; could it be related to them?"

Sela was clueless, "The only demon related to food would be Mammon, but Mammon only indulges in gluttony, there’s no way it could lead to starvation like this!"

Michael exclaimed, "Could it be an evil god that snuck into Black Iron City?"

Sela laughed, "If that’s the case, I really have to take a look."

Sariel suddenly remembered, "There are still royal ingredients—that time when I caught the Mermaid Gift Package at the start of the server, I killed off quite a few summoned sea monsters, which dropped a lot of top-tier ingredients, but most were snatched away by summoned whales. Some should still be at the scene; I had to retreat back then without cleaning up, and when I returned, I encountered the Sea Otter and Sea Serpent, along with four treasure hunting ships. They should have cleaned up the remaining ingredients. And they are most likely part of the Pirate King’s forces, so—"

Sela laughed, "Let’s first have the baron issue a worldwide high bounty; if they bring the ingredients to Black Iron City to deliver, I’ll have a chance to contact the Pirate King!"

Michael laughed, "It’s been over ten days; wouldn’t the pirates have eaten the ingredients already?"

Sela laughed, "What if they didn’t? It’s worth a try."

Michael laughed, "Then let the Divine Team issue the bounty notice first."

...

Brother Chun was awakened by the food delivery of the net cafe attendant, realizing he had slept until noon. That was a good nap.

The attendant said, "Great God is still making the final push, Brother Chun, don’t worry."

Brother Chun paused, "Don’t rush him; there’s really no hurry!"

The attendant continued with the report, "And Baka’s Chamber of Commerce president caught a strange illness and is going to starve to death. There’s a high bounty for top ingredients worldwide, and fishermen from Black Iron City are all in action. Nothing else to report; take your time with lunch."

Holy Shit? Baron Fepeng is going to starve to death? Could it be because I killed two Mammans and he got caught up in it?

Anyway, whether the fat man lives or dies, I’m genuinely hungry.

Brother Chun uncovered today’s lunch, "Oh look, shrimp soup with greens and tofu, and stir-fried rice with sea cucumber, two full plates! Truly a blend of homey and upscale dishes, the leadership really cares!"

After lunch, he logged in and immediately saw two rows of system messages:

——Black Iron City World Announcement: High bounty offered by Shangri-La Commerce Association President Baron Bapeng...

——System Prompt: Your rest time is over! Entering midnight shift; you must return to your task station.

Then the surrounding noise rumbled, as Aileen took over his body to return to Machine No. 3 for grease removal.

Holy Shit! Midnight shift? Am I worker or prisoner? I was promised prisoners wouldn’t have to deal with this!

Aileen grumpily said, "Dear, you’re here, woke me up from a good sleep."

Brother Chun felt sorry, "I’m here now, it’s alright, dear, continue sleeping."

Aileen sighed, "Alright, here’s the major update; there’s news from Bilenna. The bloodline successfully suppressed two Mammon Demon Souls and found they were just clones; they already devoured the host’s soul. Also, the Shangri-La Commerce Association’s news reached the village, so it’s very likely another Mammon is in the baron, actually this is the original of the two clones."

Brother Chun was stunned, "So, defeating the clones affected the original? But the original, being seriously injured, should indulge in big feasts, how could he be starving?"

Aileen said, "There’s probably only one possibility, the baron’s soul hasn’t been devoured yet; he’s realized that Mammon is weakened, so he’s trying to regain control through starvation."

Indeed! Brother Chun recalled that time on the street exchanging slaps with Fat Fepeng, he was actually quite conscious when passing on the Knockout Technique and Anti-Dizziness Technique to me, only the last hit must have been Mammon’s doing, using demonic power to cripple me—leading me to a joyful life in a wheelchair...

Brother Chun asked again, "If he’s on hunger strike, why does he still need top ingredients?"

Aileen sighed, "Who knows how the baron and Mammon’s demon soul are struggling within? I’m going back to sleep..."

"Dear, have a good rest."

In any case, fatty is at least the vice president of our Black Flag Commerce Association, and Fafnir is the behind-the-scenes director, so Fafnir should know about it and be working on it, right?

In short, I should focus on my own matters. My Mop Mastery has been practiced to the expert level on Chifanda’s machines, so advancing to Master on this task machine should be solid.

But suddenly, Brother Chun realized he wasn’t doing very well!

Holy Shit, I was caught without having dinner! Hunger is causing all my attributes to decline!

But never mind, it’s nothing but practicing hunger technique...