Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

"You're all disciples of first-rate sects, what's there to latch onto!?"

A hint of vigilance appeared on Qin Mo's face.

"Qin Mo, are you planning to monopolize Brother Yang's top spot?"

Li Shou said seriously, "Give me back that tael of silver first, and I'll tell you a shocking piece of news."

Qin Mo let out a cold laugh, "The silver's already mine, and I'm not giving it back."

"Brother Yang, the four of us would like to treat you to a late-night meal and chat about the future development paths for us players."

Zhang Shendao clasped his hands and bowed.

Lin Caiyi glanced at him, then turned to Yang Ling and said:

"That's one reason, but the most critical thing right now is the Water Qilin Cave."

Jiang Tian'ai pulled out a pen and paper and handed them to Yang Ling, her eyes seemingly sparkling.

What the hell was all this about?

Yang Ling didn't take the pen and paper:

"How about this—let's find a place to grab a late-night meal and exchange some information?"

"Deal!"

The nightlife in Yunwen Provincial Capital was actually pretty decent.

Once night fell, the main streets were brightly lit.

Even some remote alleys were filled with food stalls.

Yang Ling had actually realized ever since he arrived in the Divine Realm that Zhao State handled this aspect quite well.

With no curfew at night, it meant that internally, Zhao State was still very stable.

However, almost every street had Ironclad Department constables patrolling to maintain basic public order.

"This donkey meat hotpot is seriously good!"

Li Shou feasted heartily, nodding as he ate.

The late-night stall they had chosen looked unremarkable, but business was booming and the donkey meat was incredibly tender!

Zhang Shendao asked with some curiosity, "Aren't you a monk?"

"Did playing games scramble your brains?"

Li Shou shot him a glance.

Jiang Tian'ai couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Zhang Shendao looked a bit embarrassed, smoothed down his bangs, and smiled at Yang Ling:

"Brother Yang, let me introduce myself. Zhang Shendao—in the real world, I'm a newly hired middle school teacher."

Lin Caiyi: "Lin Caiyi. I'm a model in the real world."

Jiang Tian'ai: "Jiang Tian'ai, a freshman in college, studying education. I might end up being Teacher Zhang's junior someday."

Li Shou: "Li Shou. I'm a PhD candidate in Buddhist studies, and I just recently obtained my ordination certificate."

"..."

Zhang Shendao looked at him: "And you still say you're not a monk?"

"I never said I wasn't a monk, but isn't this a game?"

Li Shou said in surprise, "What's wrong with eating something hot in the game? I'm even going to drink some wine!"

As he spoke, he immediately told the shop assistant to bring a flask of wine.

Qin Mo: "Qin Mo. Just got out of labor camp a few days ago."

"..."

Li Shou stopped eating meat, and everyone stared at Qin Mo with strange expressions.

Qin Mo rubbed his nose: "No one said a person out of labor camp can't play games."

"No one said that, but right now you're an Ironclad Department constable... well, a Ninth-Rank Constable."

Li Shou asked, "What did you go in for?"

Qin Mo replied, "My buddy said his card had a limit, so he asked to borrow mine, and I lent it to him."

Everyone immediately understood.

Yang Ling casually said, "After you get out, you shouldn't keep that friend anymore."

"I won't."

Qin Mo nodded.

At that moment, the five of them all turned to look at Yang Ling.

Seeing this, Yang Ling smiled and said, "Yang Ling. Professional gold farmer."

"I knew Brother Yang was a pro."

Zhang Shendao raised his soup bowl: "Brother Yang, I'll toast you—donkey soup in place of wine."

Yang Ling also raised his bowl and clinked it with his.

After this round of introductions, the awkwardness among them mostly faded away.

Jiang Tian'ai looked around, "You know what? If it weren't for the ancient costumes we're all wearing, I'd think we were just touring some old town."

Her words plunged everyone into silence.

"We won't be getting out anytime soon. You need to accept that."

Lin Caiyi looked at Jiang Tian'ai: "You're young and still immature. You need to be even more vigilant in the Divine Realm. Always remember you're not back home—this place is full of danger."

"Where am I immature!?"

Jiang Tian'ai latched onto the key point.

Lin Caiyi's eyes flickered downward slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Jiang Tian'ai seemed to catch on, glancing at Lin Caiyi's chest, then at her own, and fell silent.

The men exchanged glances but wisely chose not to touch that topic.

Next, everyone took turns sharing the information they had gathered.

It was mostly similar.

"First of all, we can't leave for now, and more players from the outside are still coming in."

"The youngest players are eighteen, the oldest are thirty-five. I haven't found anyone older than thirty-five yet."

"Same on our end."

"Same here."

"I've encountered a group of players."

Jiang Tian'ai's expression suddenly turned serious:

"They were really strange. They kept muttering nonsense all day, saying they were disciples of the Immortal Lord Sect.

But they weren't martial artists at all."

Zhang Shendao tapped lightly on the table:

"Cults. I've run into them too on my end, but they claimed to be from the Heavenly God Sect."

Qin Mo's expression shifted:

"They're in Yunwen Provincial Capital too. I've met a few players. According to the intel they shared, millions of people have gone missing in the real world, and there's a lot of chaos now."

Yang Ling nodded thoughtfully:

"I've heard about that before."

After a brief silence, Lin Caiyi spoke up:

"Let's get back to the Divine Realm. Our starting point is actually really good. I asked around—the Azure Dragon Technique I'm practicing is a second-rate internal cultivation art.

If you want to talk about its value... let me use the real world as an example.

It might take a hundred billion just to buy one copy of the Azure Dragon Technique."

She paused, then added:

"It's just a comparison. In reality, even if you have the money, you can't buy this kind of technique in Zhao State—unless you have connections."

Everyone present understood this perfectly well, and couldn't help but show a trace of emotion on their faces.

"As more and more players come in, things are bound to get more and more complicated."

Zhang Shendao said, "We either play it safe and keep to ourselves, or we come up with a way to help them get through the early hell mode smoothly."

"I'll use my connections in the sect to find them some local jobs."

Lin Caiyi said.

"Same here."

Li Shou and Jiang Tian'ai also nodded.

"I'm having them go mining."

Yang Ling said.

"Mining?"

Everyone immediately thought of the Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Pickaxe hanging at his waist.

This was the unconventional weapon that had forced even Dongfang Haojie to admit defeat!

"Mining is fast for leveling up. Every chunk you mine gives you experience, and over time, your level goes up."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Even Wu Xiaochen, who's currently on the leaderboard, is mining on my end."

Li Shou said, "No wonder that bastard's leveling up so fast. He's already in sixth place, and I'm only in fifth. This guy's trying to overtake me!"

Surprise flickered in Lin Caiyi's eyes and the others'. They hadn't expected Yang Ling to willingly share the leveling secret with them.

"Mining isn't that simple. Brother Yang already told me that. I don't think anyone who isn't crazy would spend all day digging in there."

Qin Mo said awkwardly.

He paused, then glanced at Yang Ling:

"Brother Yang, I wasn't talking about you just now."

Yang Ling ignored him and said seriously to everyone present:

"If you're planning to rush levels, mining is the only path I know.

But your leveling speed isn't slow either, so it might not suit you."

"We can give it a try when we get back."

Everyone made the decision to test it out first.

Just then, a sudden commotion erupted from a brightly lit tavern in the distance.

Moments later, several figures were sent flying from the second floor and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Qin Mo instinctively grabbed his official saber and stood up, his gaze sharp as he looked toward the second floor.

A man dressed like a scholar walked up to the window, seemingly enjoying the fact that all eyes were on him. He said casually:

"I am Zhang Ning of the Star Observation Academy. If any of you are dissatisfied, come fight me for another three hundred rounds!"

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