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

Yang Ling and the others waited in place for a little over half a day before Lin Yan finally arrived with his team.

Looking at the corpses scattered across the ground, Lin Yan turned a solemn gaze toward Yang Ling.

"Xiao Yang, are these all martial artists from the Giant Spirit Sect?"

"That's correct."

Yang Ling and Xu Shan briefly recounted what had happened.

Actually, before coming, Lin Yan had already heard the account from the Mountain and River Sect disciples.

After cross-referencing the situation with the scene, he knew this case was not only straightforward but also carried immense merit!

"Boss, you mentioned before that there might still be Rong tribe spies looking for an opportunity to retaliate and told me to be extra vigilant. It seems you were right."

Yang Ling remarked with a sigh.

"If it weren't for you, even with my warning, this would have still led to a major disaster this time.

I will report this truthfully. You are credited with the primary achievement this time."

Yang Ling thought for a moment, then pulled Lin Yan aside and whispered.

"Boss, I still want to earn a bit more at the Vermilion Gold Mine. If I get too much credit and get promoted too quickly, I'll inevitably have to go to the provincial capital for official assignment.

So, this primary achievement really must go to you. If possible, the position of Chief Constable of Green Mountain City would be quite suitable for me."

Lin Yan's heart thumped wildly. He hesitated for a moment.

"So... I take the primary credit?"

"You are the most deserving one."

"Hahaha!"

Lin Yan laughed heartily. Thinking back to that day when the other party had asked him for the constable position, and how he had actually looked down on him and disliked his status, he wished he could slap himself twice right now!

"Xiao Yang, these Giant Spirit Sect martial artists were all killed by you. Combined with you killing Wu Man before, I had actually already guessed that your martial arts cultivation far surpasses mine.

Your future prospects in the Ironclad Department are limitless. I offer you my early congratulations here."

Lin Yan clasped his hands and bowed.

"And as for this credit... I'll shamelessly accept it. If I can get promoted because of it, I'll say this right now: the position of Chief Constable of Green Mountain City is yours and yours alone!"

"By the way, Boss, have there been many vagrants in Green Mountain City lately?"

Yang Ling's expression shifted slightly as he asked.

Lin Yan thought for a moment. "The number of vagrants in Green Mountain City has been increasing more and more recently. Who knows which area suffered another disaster."

"My Vermilion Gold Mine is still short on manpower. If there are vagrants, perhaps we could arrange for them to go to my place."

Yang Ling said with a smile.

Lin Yan laughed heartily. "That's simple! If you can help settle the vagrants, I'd be overjoyed!

After we finish handling this matter, I'll reorganize things a bit and send them all over to you."

"Thank you, Boss."

"Look at you, no need to be so polite!"

Not long after, Lin Yan led his men to transport all the Rong tribe spy corpses away.

Yang Ling and the others continued their journey.

One day later, they arrived safely at the Mountain and River Sect.

The Mountain and River Sect was pretty much as Yang Ling had imagined—very imposing.

Just the mountain gate alone was frighteningly large.

...

"Hmph! Wu Que was actually a Rong tribe spy, and he even brought in a ninth-rank martial artist like Wu Man. If the Ironclad Department hadn't acted promptly, how would our Mountain and River Sect explain this to the higher-ups this time?

The Mining Guild Leader would probably hold us accountable too!"

Mountain and River Sect, Sect Master's Hall.

A purple-robed elder spoke coldly, reprimanding a middle-aged man.

"From now on, keep a better eye on your disciple. Tell him to open his eyes wide and stop taking Rong tribe spies as subordinates!"

Yang Zhiwen, standing not far away, lowered his head in silence.

The reprimanded middle-aged man quickly nodded.

"Sect Master, rest assured. Such a thing will absolutely not happen again."

At this moment, a mature and beautiful woman chuckled softly.

"Senior Brother, from now on, Xu Qing will manage the Vermilion Gold Mine. Naturally, such incidents won't occur again."

The middle-aged man glanced at her, a flash of coldness in his eyes.

"Junior Sister, Xu Qing is still young. Having him manage the Vermilion Gold Mine will inevitably affect the output."

He paused, then looked at Xu Qing.

"You said before you wanted to increase the Vermilion Gold Mine's output to three thousand five hundred catties. Any visible results yet?"

Xu Qing looked somewhat awkward, glancing at the mature beautiful woman.

"Your Martial Uncle is asking you. Just answer him."

The mature beautiful woman said with a smile.

Seeing this, Xu Qing respectfully clasped his hands and bowed.

"Reporting to Martial Uncle, initial results have been seen. I believe we will definitely meet the target in three months."

"Initial results? Let's calculate the time. This month's shipment of Vermilion Gold Ore should be arriving soon."

The middle-aged man said, "Let's just see whether the mine's output increases or decreases under your management."

The other elders present remained silent.

Clearly, they had no intention of getting involved.

After all, these two were both disciples of the current Mountain and River Sect Master.

The conflict between these two was not something they were qualified to intervene in; at most, they could just pick a side.

Right at that moment, a disciple hurried in to report.

"Senior Brother Xu Shan sent a message! The convoy transporting the Vermilion Gold Ore was attacked by Rong tribe Giant Spirit Sect martial artists seeking revenge!"

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Xu Qing's face paled a little.

A flicker of schadenfreude passed through Yang Zhiwen's lowered eyes.

The purple-robed elder immediately asked.

"What were the casualties?"

The disciple hesitated for a moment, his expression somewhat strange.

"There were no casualties. All those Rong tribe spies were killed by a ninth-rank Ironclad Constable from Green Mountain City."

Yang Zhiwen abruptly looked up, seeming rather incredulous.

"A ninth-rank Ironclad Constable? It's Yang Ling!"

Xu Qing was overjoyed and immediately looked at the mature beautiful woman.

"Master, it was the Supervisor I found, Yang Ling, who took action.

He is now a ninth-rank Ironclad Constable."

The various elders all looked somewhat surprised, their gazes toward Xu Qing turning slightly odd.

This kid managed to find such a helper?

"Yang Ling... it's Yang Ling again!"

Yang Zhiwen murmured inwardly.

At that moment, another disciple hurried in.

"A message from the warehouse: the Vermilion Gold Ore has been safely delivered to the warehouse. The quantity is three thousand seven hundred catties."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall instantly fell deathly quiet.

Xu Qing was ecstatic. This was only the first month, and the Vermilion Gold Mine's output had already met the target!?

Yang Zhiwen couldn't believe it, his face then turning somewhat gloomy.

"Three thousand seven hundred catties. It seems the Supervisor you found indeed has remarkable methods."

The purple-robed elder said with a smile.

"From now on, you are officially in charge of the Vermilion Gold Mine. Replace the supervisors over there as you see fit."

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Suppressing the wild joy in his heart, Xu Qing clasped his hands and bowed.

"Summon that Yang Ling here. I have some words to ask him personally."

The purple-robed elder said.

A disciple immediately went to fetch him.

Roughly the time it takes to drink a cup of tea later, Yang Ling was brought to the Sect Master's Hall.

The moment he entered, he was immediately drawn to the purple-robed elder.

Judging solely by his aura, this man gave Yang Ling the feeling that his strength surpassed even Shi Xin's!

Without a second word, Yang Ling opened the other's status panel.

Character: Liang Yue

Profession: Martial Artist

Strength: 63

Agility: 43

Spirit: 17

Martial Arts: Mountain and River Drawing Sword Technique (Transcendent)

Mountain and River Twelve Fists (Transcendent)

Mountain and River Heart Method (Skilled)

Affiliation: Mountain and River Sect

A single attribute exceeding 60?

Two martial arts techniques at the Transcendent level?

The Mountain and River Heart Method at the Skilled level?

Yang Ling inwardly drew a sharp breath of cold air, then immediately saluted.

"Yang Ling of the Ironclad Department, greetings to everyone present."

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