The Game of Global Mining

Chapter 590 - 439: The Disappearing Extreme Survival

Michael came to the tavern, which was still full of noble young lords who stayed out all night.

Although Michael looked down on such young lords, he was quite envious of them. After all, in real life, his teenage years were spent under strict family supervision, and he only gained true freedom after establishing his career...

The tavern was smoky after an all-nighter, but the floor and counter were polished and shiny. This stark contrast made Michael’s eyes light up!

At this time, various calls echoed in the tavern: "Greetings, Sage Lord!"

"Sage Lord, when will there be another beer festival?"

"Sage Sir, I also want to go on an adventure, I’m so envious of old Heiwa..."

Michael replied with a friendly smile: "I’m just taking over managing Lady Celia’s tavern, I wouldn’t dare to mess with her property! But as long as business conditions permit, I believe the next event will come soon! As long as everyone develops well, everyone will have their own life and their own opportunities..."

Libnahi bowed respectfully at the counter: "Greetings, Sage Sir!"

Michael didn’t bother with formalities, directly asking business: "Lady Libnahi, I’ve heard that the old bird Vodka can keep someone with 100% hunger level from starving for a day or two. Is that rumor true?"

Libnahi was stunned: "Sir, are you sure this isn’t an unethical promotional ad by the distillery?"

Michael shook his head and sighed: "It’s truly not an ad."

Libnahi said: "During the great age of maritime exploration, fresh water was a must for sailors’ survival. But fresh water was hard to preserve, and would often go bad after passing through some tropical areas. So sailors used rum made from sugar cane, which grows easily in tropical regions, to replace fresh water. It’s said that many sailors who encountered maritime disasters survived many days with the rum carried on lifeboats, leading to the birth of sailors’ exclusive skill Extreme Survival. The rumor about not starving to death is similar to this situation."

Michael was suddenly shocked: "Extreme Survival?"

Libnahi said: "Yes! So it’s not exclusive to the old bird Vodka, most alcohol can do it. But rum, a coarse sugar cane brew, works best because it’s rich in sugar."

Michael finally realized, indeed there is such a skill! Once mastered to an advanced level, combined with his astrology’s Blessing of Luck, it might lead to the ’Divine Free from death’ situation! This Chun was exiled after catching the plague and then cured himself, he could have grasped Extreme Survival back then!

Michael asked in surprise: "If one keeps starving, will the Extreme Survival skill improve?"

"Of course it will!"

Michael really regretted realizing this late: "Then how can this skill be interrupted?"

As soon as he said that, Michael felt the question was quite dumb. How to interrupt? By eating, of course!

But Libnahi was stunned by the question!

Was the question too simple that it stumped her? Michael felt a bit awkward: "Sorry for asking a shallow question."

Libnahi, however, became serious: "I think the Sage Sir asked a profound question. There’s a story from the north of the Empire. One extremely cold night, a thinly clad, emaciated wanderer came to a Lord’s Mansion asking to shelter from the snow. The Lord was not kind and had a mean streak, so he bet with the wanderer: if the wanderer could stand outside the mansion till morning without freezing to death, he would reward him with a shop and a maid to marry."

Michael was instantly captivated by the story: "So the wanderer really made it till morning without dying?"

Libnahi: "Yes. The Lord, though unkind, was faithful to his word. During that year, the wanderer managed well, ate and drank well, and had a happy family, which made the Lord increasingly resentful. So when winter came again, the disgruntled Lord bet with him again: if he could stand outside in the cold all night dressed in thin clothes again and live till dawn, the Lord would reward him with a piece of land and would marry his daughter to him! The wanderer thought he had eaten and drunk well, and his body was much stronger now. If he could make it back then, he surely could do it now, so he agreed!"

Michael eagerly guessed: "And he froze to death, didn’t he?"

Libnahi: "Yes, he didn’t last half the night. So the Extreme Survival skill is not constant! Many sailors, after becoming wealthy later, lived affluent lives and lost their original ability."

Michael was shocked to hear: "You mean, Extreme Survival can disappear?"

"Yes, at least it can be downgraded. The more luxurious the life, the more it erodes the limits of survival."

Being a game developer, this was the first time he knew a skill could disappear! This already exceeded the original setting, this was the result of the intelligent system’s logical evolution!?

In any case, he quickly notified Metatron: "No, Chun can’t be starved, he’s using Extreme Survival..."

The chat group was in an uproar: "This skill can disappear?"

Michael sighed: "I also find it hard to believe, but this is indeed the most astonishing discovery!"

Metatron said in surprise: "Do I have to give him high-end cuisine then?"

Michael sighed: "Doesn’t matter, right? After all, there’s no sense of taste in the game, there can’t be any real enjoyment of food... This is also an experiment for us, to see if we can starve him to death after ruining his Extreme Survival."

Metatron laughed: "Alright, let him have a full meal first, then continue with the court proceedings! The crime of colluding with pirates for destruction must be established."

Sariel laughed: "As a lab rat, he must be kept locked up indefinitely..."

...

Ending the chat group conversation, Michael decided to recruit Libnahi to his side: "Miss Libnahi, your wisdom truly impresses me, where is your hometown?"

Libnahi apologized: "I’m sorry, Sage Sir, as a Palace Maid Chief, my identity is confidential. The only thing I can openly state is our unquestionable loyalty to the Emperor."

Ah... Unquestionable?

Michael decided to be a bit bold: "Excuse my frankness, are the Head Maids here because I offered a triple salary? So does it mean that as long as the salary is high enough..."

Libnahi smiled calmly: "Because it was Sage Sir who offered the high salary. Your loyalty to the Empire is also indisputable, so is there any problem?"

This truly satisfied Michael’s answer!

Michael laughed: "Absolutely no problem! Perhaps, I will do more projects in the future. If Miss Libnahi can arrange her time, would you continue to come over as a part-timer?"

Libnahi laughed: "It would be an honor!"

"Then I won’t disturb your work!"

But there was still a dissatisfaction for Michael, which was that she could only work part-time. He needed a way to bring her to his side. Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult. However, if Secret Abyss City enters the Void, everything would become abnormal...