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

Luo Yu forced a bitter smile onto his face.

“If you kill me, twelve explosives will detonate, and a lot of people will die...”

“Do you think I care? How many of them are players?”

Yang Ling said indifferently, “Have you forgotten where we come from?”

Luo Yu’s expression froze.

Yang Ling suddenly smiled. “Besides, I guessed you were a coward who fears death. People like you are the shrewdest.

You don’t care if others go to die, but when it’s your turn, you immediately beg for mercy on your knees.”

Luo Yu was silent for a moment. He glanced at his wounds, slowly pulled Golden Sore Medicine from his bosom, and poured it continuously into his mouth.

After downing seven or eight bottles, Luo Yu finally spoke slowly.

“But afterward, I’ll be weakened for a while.”

“Sacrifice. It seems this skill is rare among heretic cultists.”

Yang Ling nodded thoughtfully.

“Who recruited you into the Immortal God Sect?”

Luo Yu replied, “A while ago, we were trying to settle down in Green Mountain City.

Then we ran into a few players who were heretic cultists of the Immortal God Sect. They tried to recruit us.

In the real world, I had actually participated in crackdowns on these kinds of cults before.

At the time, I didn’t really care, but when they said joining the Immortal God Sect would allow a class change to heretic cultist, I got tempted.”

“After that, I and a few brothers joined the Immortal God Sect. Then, due to some internal issues, we dealt with those players and absorbed the local sect members.”

“At the same time, I also met a big shot from the Changhe Prefectural Capital. The explosives in my hand came from him. Without a doubt, he’s also a heretic cultist of the Immortal God Sect.”

“What background does this big shot you mentioned have? What’s his name?”

“I’m not sure. I only know he’s the real boss behind the Martial Market in the Changhe Prefectural Capital, rich and powerful.”

“Oh, Li Jun said he didn’t know either.”

Yang Ling gave a slight nod.

Luo Yu was briefly startled, then said with an unchanged expression, “I almost forgot to mention that the son of the Immortal God Sect’s leader is Li Jun. He’s currently mining and leveling up in the Vermilion Gold Mine.”

“He’s already in the Ironclad Department’s prison. He’ll be sent to the Capital in a few days.”

Yang Ling said casually with a smile.

So fast!

Luo Yu’s heart jolted with surprise, but thinking about today’s situation and his own predicament, he quickly accepted it.

This man could easily find his hideout and take out all his fighting strength.

How could a rich kid like Li Jun possibly hide his tracks under this guy’s nose?

“Everything you want to know, I’ve already told you.”

Luo Yu hesitated, “Can I survive this?”

“If you dig out all the explosives, you might still have a chance to live.”

Yang Ling glanced around.

“Are there explosives hidden here?”

Luo Yu said, “Actually, I only have one batch of explosives left. It’s placed in the tavern across from the Ironclad Department Yamen.”

“I claimed twelve locations just to confuse your line of sight.”

“Besides, I wanted to create the illusion that I still had explosives. That way, my position as Protector would be secure, and even my subordinates didn’t know.”

Yang Ling stared at Luo Yu for a few moments, then smiled and nodded.

“I believe what you’re saying is true.”

The other’s heartbeat, speech pace, and all kinds of bodily reactions were perfectly normal.

If there was even a hint of dishonesty in those words, he would have sensed something off.

“Luo Yu, you and this group of heretic cultists used force to resist the law. Today, I’m executing you on the spot.”

Yang Ling dropped the sentence, then raised his Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Pickaxe.

“Yang Ling, how dare you! Killing me means you’ll be executed by firing squad!”

Luo Yu’s face twisted in shock and fury. He had never imagined the man would truly kill him!

He had already confessed everything!

Why would he still kill him!

Thud.

The Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Pickaxe sank into Luo Yu’s skull.

Luo Yu’s eyes bulged in fury, and his HP instantly dropped to zero.

“Firing squad? I doubt a bullet can kill me.”

After confirming there were no other survivors in the residence, Yang Ling quietly slipped away.

...

In a bustling tavern.

A young man sat by the window, occasionally glancing toward the Ironclad Department’s entrance.

Before him were some wine and roasted meat, yet his chopsticks were completely clean.

His wine cup was also always full.

Yang Ling sat down across from him and smiled.

“Why aren’t you eating?”

The young man looked at Yang Ling and frowned. “Who are you?”

“I’m a player, just like you.”

Yang Ling said.

The young man was stunned. “You’re a player?”

Then a look of realization crossed his face.

“Did Protector Luo send you to help?”

“You could say that.”

Yang Ling smiled and nodded.

He could smell gunpowder. That thing was in the young man’s bosom.

With his skills, the other had already lost any chance to light the explosives.

“Brother, I’m a little nervous. If Protector Luo really doesn’t come out of the Ironclad Department, do I really have to detonate the explosives?”

The young man lowered his voice, his gaze sweeping around.

“Given the power of those explosives, at least a few dozen people would die!”

“That’s probably right.”

Yang Ling nodded slightly. “The power of explosives is too terrifying. These ordinary people wouldn’t stand a chance against it.”

“Protector Luo said they’re all NPCs. They’re just dead if they die. Shouldn’t be a big problem, right?”

The young man murmured to himself.

“The Divine Realm is just a game, anyway. It’s just that this game is a bit strange. You can’t log off.”

“Just a game? Haven’t you noticed these NPCs have flesh and blood, and even souls?”

Yang Ling chuckled. “I suspect the Divine Realm isn’t just a game. This might be another world.”

“Are you saying they’re all real people?”

Cold sweat broke out on the young man’s forehead, and he kept wiping it with his sleeve.

Yang Ling smiled but said nothing, pouring himself a drink and taking a sip.

“Brother, you’re way too calm. I admire you.”

The young man’s eyes showed a hint of respect.

“You’ve clearly been in the game longer than me. How about this? I’ll leave this tough job to you.”

With that, he pulled out the object from his bosom and pushed it toward Yang Ling.

Yang Ling frowned. “Aren’t you afraid Protector Luo will blame you?”

“...”

The young man was silent for a long time before speaking in a low voice.

“The Immortal God Sect has already been branded a cult outside. I just wanted to find someone to back me up and coast through life. I didn’t expect the sect here to do something like this. I really can’t do it.

Brother, I suggest you find a legitimate job too. Hooking up with the Immortal God Sect probably isn’t a good path.”

With that, the young man stood up and hurriedly left. Once downstairs, he looked around, quickly melted into the crowd, and vanished into the street.

Yang Ling casually opened the thing in front of him and couldn’t help letting out a derisive laugh.

There was a bit of gunpowder inside, but calling it explosives was seriously overstating it.

“It’s at most a firecracker.”

“Luo Yu really had no explosives left.”

“He tried to play the empty fort strategy with me and ended up singing himself to death.”

“To hide the fact that he had no explosives, he specifically sent a newbie to carry out this task.”

“He not only planned to fool me and Chen Guoqing but also his own subordinates.”

“Too clever, and that becomes foolish...”

Yang Ling shook his head lightly, took the thing, and walked out of the tavern toward the Ironclad Department.

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