The Game of Global Mining

Chapter 555 - 409: Back to Silver City Again

Tifa was quietly sitting at the door of the basement workshop where she had just been.

"Meow!"

Tifa closed the door, picked up the black cat, and immediately put it down, wiping off the paw prints left on her work clothes.

Chun was speechless! But this kind of bluntness about getting dirty is certainly straightforward.

"Miss Tifa, that lady gave the black cat the ability to transform—"

Tifa said coolly, "I know, and you know too, right?"

Chun sweated: "I know, absolutely secret!"

Tifa took out something like a necklace and fastened it around the black cat’s neck: "This looks like a necklace, but it actually consists of a space pouch, a soul artifact pouch, two modified bank cards and an ID, a jammer for enemy perception magic and surveillance machines, and a self-destruct bomb. The bank card has a limit of one million, automatically deducted when using the main city’s teleportation array. You can also use it to buy some food, money is not a problem. However, you must transform into human form, no need to speak, just be mute—Tom, do you understand?"

"Meow!"

"No meowing either."

"Woof!"

Chun was astonished, holy shit, you can modify a bank card! The key is, she funded a million! Although it can’t compare to the hundreds of billions Fafnir gave me, it’s still amazing!

Chun hurriedly asked, "What is a soul artifact pouch?"

Tifa pointed to a seemingly glass sphere on the necklace: "This is it, all the equipment you can acquire in soul state is called a soul artifact. Some soul artifacts you cannot equip, but you can place them in this orb."

So, Mina’s spray should actually be called a soul artifact. The magic gold acquired after defeating the Tree God in Southern Canyon Village was also a soul artifact.

Chun asked again, "What is the self-destruct bomb?"

Tifa pointed to a few red beads and a circle of red line around the necklace: "This is it. Once the necklace falls off, it is highly likely to expose my identity, so as soon as it falls, the necklace will explode, so it must not fall—Tom, do you understand?"

"Woof!"

Chun sweated, Tifa indeed has some tricks!

Tifa continued, "Also, Oak City is absolutely off-limits due to the numerous powerful nightmares there. Gem City also has many formidable mages and is temporarily not recommended; I suggest heading to Silver City for now."

Chun: "Understood!"

Tifa said, "Then, Tom, transform and let us see."

The next moment, a black light surged over the black cat’s body, and a short, thin, old man wrapped in a black robe appeared, the necklace hanging discreetly within its black cloak hood.

Uh... It really is an old cat, transformed into an old man. This look is good, suitable for sleeping on the streets begging. Just the feminine face makes it less... Oh right, it’s gone without the bell, it’s a eunuch! Oh, too tragic...

Tifa nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad. But the transformation won’t last long, so you must first find a dark corner of the street to revert to cat form and conceal yourself. Now, let’s go."

The scene shifted, the cat-man was directly teleported into the shadow of a dark alley near the plaza. Police car explosion sounds persisted nearby.

Nice, this teleport location is well-chosen.

So Tom walked towards the teleportation array, steps steady and elegant, this is simply, a model catwalk, how to handle how outstanding and dazzling it is?

Entering the teleportation array, teleport to Silver City, Chun once again returned to the bustling Silver Plaza.

Can’t deny, there’s suddenly a feeling of returning home in glory, wonder what Remia is up to now?

The next moment, Tom looked around and then hurried off towards the alleys around the plaza.

Chun was also on high alert, after all, he had experienced the Ten Lords’ all-encompassing surveillance, the darker the corner, the more it was watched closely. Absolutely must not let the moment of transformation be monitored, even if Tom is equipped with a surveillance jammer.

But soon, Chun found that Tom’s figure was gradually fading among the crowd before he even entered the street, seamlessly blending into the crowd and completing invisibility unnoticed. When he entered the shadow of the alley, he had already smoothly transformed into an invisible cat form, leaping lightly onto the wall.

Its stealth skill truly left Chun in awe! Maybe this isn’t invisibility, but phase shifting?

Now it’s time to follow Moore’s mission information and check the first target character.

Just as Chun referred to the city map and coordinates, the black cat suddenly jumped onto the open kitchen window of a second-floor house, where a fat man was frying fish in oil, and some fried fish were laid in a basket beside for oil draining.

Holy shit, what are you going to do?

Before Chun could stop it, the black cat snagged a fish the instant the fat man turned his head!

Holy shit, you can go invisible, can the fish not?

Hmm, the fish? Stored it in the space pouch!? Holy shit!

Chun sighed: "Tom, you can’t be so reckless in the future."

"Woof!"

Alas, in the end, Tifa is not a true cat lover, otherwise, she would feed it a bit more and it wouldn’t come to this. Maybe she’s also adhering to the principle of not adopting...

...

At this time, Metatron was monitoring the attacks on biker assets throughout the city.

Metatron was very dissatisfied. Although nearly a thousand red names had been captured, the effect of the damage was actually limited, even less effective than the Tata Consortium’s siege of the Count’s Mansion in Black Iron City.

In the end, Bronze City doesn’t have a large player organization like Tata to mobilize tens of thousands at ultra-low cost for a siege.

But there’s still hope. The Bikers and some small to medium-sized gangs have conflicts, so as long as the Bikers suffer enough losses, these small gangs might act, posing as the Pirate King’s forces. Once the city gangs respond, more external pirate forces will accept the hire.

Sure enough, a subordinate reported: "Sir, a slum gang named the Rusted Clamp Gang is willing to take action!"

Metatron became eager: "What about their strength?"

The subordinate felt a bit embarrassed: "They’re just old people, women, and children, some disabled young adults included, totaling only about three hundred people. Calling them a gang is less accurate than calling them a refugee camp."

Metatron was astonished: "How dare such a weak gang challenge the Bikers?"

"So, sir, should we decline?"

Metatron hesitated for a moment but quickly regained his composure: "This is fine. Go contact them and set up a live broadcast for me. Also, send over their gang’s information."

"Sir, this gang is too small, they’re not in the records."

Metatron was genuinely interested now: "Then gather their historical data on-site."

"I’ll head to the slum immediately."

This subordinate, ranked 300 globally, was well-regarded in Bronze City, with enough reputation and connections to act on Metatron’s behalf at the grassroots level.

Metatron was in a good mood, switching back to Chun’s factory setting, curious to see how the twice-starved Chun would handle the task.

To his surprise, Chun was lying on a machine, asleep and logged off!

Metatron couldn’t believe it but burst into laughter, immediately rewinding the surveillance to see when he logged off.

He saw it, just ten minutes ago, Chun wiping away a few times, then lying back on the machine, twisting his apron a few more times—completely lacking the magical touch from the last time that triggered bubbles!

Thinking going offline would let him last until dinner? Think again! Metatron instantly slapped Chun with a new charge of passive resignation, starving him for three meals to see if he’d survive!

Then, the subordinate’s live streaming interface came through.

Metatron leisurely watched the gang’s headquarters, truly just an ordinary slum in an abandoned factory district. The recycled materials piled in a corner of the factory, also of little value, were a testament to their weakness.

The subordinate met with an old man in charge: "Are you the Elder? Where’s the Gang Leader?"

The old man shook his head: "The Gang Leader was imprisoned as a major criminal ten years ago and hasn’t gotten out. Must’ve been framed by that big bald head. Now I call the shots, that’s why I want to deal with that big bald head!"

The subordinate immediately fished for intelligence: "Though impolite, may I ask why someone of the big bald head’s stature needs to resort to legal power to deal with your gang? Wouldn’t direct force be enough?"

The old man spat: "Ten years ago, the bald head wasn’t worth a damn!"

The subordinate asked: "Then with your gang’s strength now, how do you deal with it?"

The old man replied: "As long as there’s money, there’s a way."

The subordinate shook his head: "If you lack capability, I’ll suspect you’re trying to scam funds."

The old man coldly said: "You sure you want to know?"

"I must know."

The old man pulled out a few worn identification licenses and said coldly: "You think we live here at the abandoned plant for nothing? I was the plant manager back in the day! Our plant’s equipment and goods sold briskly across the Five Cities back then, and I’m well-connected with noble owners and captains. I can get people you can’t!"

It’s like finding treasure in a rubbish pile!

Metatron was overjoyed, immediately issuing orders from behind the scenes: "Deal!"

Subordinate: "Deal!"

The old man, however, shook his head, making a tenfold increase gesture: "Now that you know my identity, the price has changed!"

The subordinate was anxious: "There’s no such rule!"

The old man solemnly said: "I told you, I can bring in people you can’t. It’s not that I want so much money from you, but I’ll use it to do the job for you!"

The subordinate found it difficult: "I don’t have that much cash..."

Metatron gritted his teeth: "Put a mortgage on one of my houses and sell it off..."

...

Now Chun found his first target.

A seafarer-looking drunkard, passed out in a tavern, blurred and mumbling, and the mission screenshot described him as a bankrupt captain who drowned his days in alcohol.

The reason Chun picked him first was because it’s daytime in the game, and other targets might be awake, making it inconvenient to approach. His drunken state was just right, and drunkards are the easiest to infiltrate.

But the trouble was, a drunkard’s mind was chaotic. When the Pirate King Great Evil Spirit took control before, Aileen’s first reaction was to drink heavily.

However, with an afternoon’s effort, fully resolving this drunkard would allow Mina to develop swiftly, potentially allowing mass production by evening.

So, Black Cat stealthily hid under the house’s chimney in the tavern rooftop. Even if its invisibility was seen through, the soot-stained chimney could provide Black Cat with a layer of camo.

Then Chun and Mina, wrapped in mist, quietly entered the tavern: infiltration!

The scene changed, suddenly appearing within a swaying ship’s cabin, thunder and lightning roaring, waves breaking outside.