The Game of Global Mining

Chapter 700 - 539: The Absurd Process and Accurate Results of the Art of Astrology

The Game of Global Mining

Chapter 700 - 539: The Absurd Process and Accurate Results of the Art of Astrology

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Chapter 700: Chapter 539: The Absurd Process and Accurate Results of the Art of Astrology

Game time is 3 AM.

Amy and Sheila escorted the old lady’s carriage, returning all the way to the dilapidated house outside the West City Fortress. They even encountered three fish-transporting vehicles from the Peeping Immortal along the way. Sheila was really a bit impressed with the execution ability of this Divine Presence Corps.

Then Sheila felt like she couldn’t hold it together anymore, having stayed up half the night for no reason. Fortunately, the boss and Sariel also wanted to witness the old lady’s magical astrology. They were keeping her company.

"Boss, Sariel, we’ve arrived! Come look!"

At this time, the old lady and Amy got out of the car and stood in front of the ruined house. A few bodyguards entered first to inspect, finding nothing. Sheila also secretly activated the Eye of Omniscience to investigate, and likewise found nothing unusual.

The old lady took out the crystal ball again, and this time there was a thick mist.

Then the old lady’s hands began to tremble.

Amy asked in shock, "Grandma, do you need me to touch the ball again?"

The old lady’s voice started to tremble as well: "No need! I sense a serious threat. Don’t get involved."

Amy was surprised: "So we can’t find it?"

The old lady sighed: "It’s just beyond my ability to handle. Let’s hurry back. Miss Amy, Miss Sheila, I’m so sorry to trouble you."

Sheila was stunned: "This..."

Amy could only say, "No problem at all..."

Sariel watched, half-laughing, half-crying: "Is this it? Her ability is just limited to incident tracking, right?"

Sheila laughed: "Being able to track incidents is a skill, but not much more. Speaking of which, does the chief astrologer have this tracking ability?"

Michael sighed: "Probably, but not as meticulous as hers. In the end, we still couldn’t have Hubble stoop to participate."

Sariel said indignantly, "It cost me 20,000 privilege points. I need to think about how to scold her!"

Michael shrugged: "Everyone’s worked hard. It’s time to rest."

Sheila sighed: "Alright, but I see Amy’s in great spirits. Let’s continue the missions when we get back to the city."

The carriage returned, and a few minutes later, they encountered the gang members who were arriving late.

Sheila felt speechless at this group of worthless members.

——Broken Bottle Commerce Association Channel [Elder Sheila]: Attention all notified members, withdraw and return to the city.

The guild channel was in disarray: "Beautiful Elder, what exactly have we been doing all night?"

Sheila responded bluntly: "Consider it as endurance training."

"Why didn’t you say so earlier, Beautiful Elder..."

Perhaps they were reprimanded by the Great God in the internet café, and the next moment, they collectively changed their tune: "Don’t worry, Beautiful Elder, we’ll follow orders next time..."

Sheila thought about it, maybe it really was time to arrange for them to train together, otherwise they wouldn’t even qualify as errand runners, which is unacceptable for cattle and horses.

...

At 4 AM, the carriage arrived at the western gate of Black Iron City,

Along the way, Amy seemed to be soothing the old lady’s emotions by chatting endlessly about trivial matters. It seemed like they had completely bridged the generation gap.

Initially, Sheila listened attentively, trying to catch some implications and attempted to interject a few words of agreement, but eventually realized it was just two AI in chatter mode.

Even as a gossip-loving woman, Sheila was bored to tears by these dull conversations and found them utterly tiresome.

Just as the carriage passed through the city gate, suddenly something clanged loudly as it hit the roof of the carriage.

The bodyguards exclaimed in shock: "Who’s there!?"

Sheila perked up, immediately opened the car door, only to find a package had landed on the roof of the carriage.

Amy asked in surprise: "Guard, what’s going on?"

The bodyguard awkwardly replied: "Something fell from a building on the street."

Sheila felt something was wrong; these bodyguards were incompetent! The throw was so precise, if it had been a bomb, what would they have done?

Sheila opened the package and was instantly shocked—it was a fragment of the Eye of Omniscience!! And there was also a piece of paper.

"Sariel! Butler, wake up Sariel, Michael..." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Butler: "Got it!"

Sheila opened the paper to see a message made from cut-out newspaper letters: "Mind your own business!"

What is this! Is it a threat from the Shadow Demon Organization?

The old lady asked: "Miss Sheila?"

Sheila handed over the package and note, completely in disbelief: "Old lady, we found it!"

The old lady was trembling all over: "I... although I foresaw there would be a threat, I didn’t expect..."

Never expected it to happen this way!? Is this considered skill or luck?

Yet Amy clapped and laughed: "As long as we’ve found it, it’s good!"

The old lady was still feeling uneasy: "Although we found it, if the client asks, do I say it fell from the sky?"

Sheila laughed: "Yes, I’ll testify, it fell from the sky."

Amy said: "My guards and I can all testify!"

At this moment, Sariel and Michael both logged on: "What’s happening?"

Sheila directly played back the recording: "I was afraid you wouldn’t believe it!"

Sariel was dumbfounded: "Can it happen like this?"

Michael was astonished: "So, the Shadow Demon Organization already knew the old lady was investigating, so they handed over the missing item voluntarily?"

Sheila laughed: "After all, with this level of divine artifact, even if they get it, they wouldn’t be able to repair it, making it worthless. Returning it to avoid investigation makes sense, right?"

Sariel laughed: "So the Shadow Demon Organization acknowledges the old lady’s ability? Can we ask the chief astrologer for help?"

Michael found it quite interesting: "Although the process was absurd, the result turned out to be correct. Maybe this is the art of astrology? Let’s promote it and spread the news of the old lady finding the divine artifact throughout the Five Cities, throughout the Empire."

Sariel laughed: "Alright, I’ll head to the Astrology Shop in the dark alley and wait at the old lady’s door."

...

At 4 PM, game time is 4 AM.

Mina, Chun, and Tifa moved in and out, packing away the nightmares of 37 ordinary patients. The efficiency was truly exhilarating. And not only that, they gained 37 Mechanical Girl expansions and enhanced Divine Domain’s nightmare energy, but also obtained 37 motorcycles!

If these motorcycles are considered Essence of Dreams, then like the previous hundreds of clocks, if they overlap, perhaps they’ll result in a divine motorcycle. Even if they’re not essences, they provide plenty of spare parts to improve the windmill!

In short, there were only the last 7 key patients left.

Chun asked for input: "Miss Tifa, is there still enough time!"

Tifa smiled: "Since there’s enough time, let’s go in. By the way, Miss Mina has been busy for two hours already. Tired?"

Mina smiled: "With the Healing of Love from the master and Lady Tifa, not tired at all."

Chun just realized he and Tifa had nearly been working together for an entire night! The total time was practically like an old married couple...

"Then let’s enter."

——System Message: Warning! Your team, led by High Tier Dragon Soul Nightmare Mina...

A warning right at the start! The previous ones didn’t have warnings! Just don’t know how Moore’s strength will withdraw unharmed, relying on the White Moonlight Divine Artifact?

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