The Game of Global Mining-Chapter 298 - 264: So She’s a Descendant of Fallen Nobility
Could it be those guys who threw me in jail last time?
Chun cleared his throat: "I’m the deputy!"
Everyone scoffed: "What does a trainee count for! You can only watch from the side, not even allowed to fart!"
Holy shit! Do you take me for air or what?
Chun couldn’t be bothered to talk to them: "I’m looking for Old Drunkard!" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Everyone immediately shouted outside: "Old Drunkard, the kid who stole the private (female) clothes is looking for you!"
Holy shit, don’t frame me! Chun got anxious: "When did I ever steal private clothes?"
Everyone scoffed: "Look at this thick-skinned kid, stealing from the Count’s Mansion and not admitting it! You were seen jumping out of the Count’s Mansion in women’s clothes. It must have been you, right?"
Holy shit! That was two days after the server opened...
Chun retorted unpleasantly: "That was a dance dress!"
Everyone laughed: "Listen, he admitted it!"
"The Count’s Mansion lost quite a few women’s undergarments, it’s definitely you, you perv!"
Holy shit!!!
Chun got angry: "Who the hell did it? I won’t take the blame!!"
From the stairs came the sound of Old Drunkard burping: "What’s all this noise? Get back to work!"
Looking at the old man he hadn’t seen in over ten days, Chun really felt an indescribable sense of anticipation! Now my Cleaner Fish skill is systematic, and I’m an expert in the Purification Technique, he’ll definitely be shocked!
The old man was indeed shocked: "Did your leg get broken from stealing things?"
Everyone roared with laughter!
Holy shit! Why does someone as bullshit as me, someone that gangs and village chiefs immediately send to help as gang leader or wife, look like a clown in these workers’ eyes?
Chun had no choice but to say: "Let’s go inside and talk business."
The old man impatiently: "No time!"
Chun had no choice but to pull out a box of wine, and just for a moment, the old man immediately lunged forward to block the box: "Let’s go, talk business!"
Holy shit!
Upon re-entering the room, Chun suddenly noticed that all the furnishings had changed. It was no longer a luxurious room as before, no teleportation array, just a regular cabin!
So, is this Fafnir’s magic technology?
The old man’s expression also changed: "Kid, you’ve made a lot of progress!"
Ah, that’s right, this is what I was waiting for! Just waiting for your praise!
Chun then took out the wine: "A lot happened during the exile to Plague Island."
The old man immediately took the wine, happily opened the bottle: "Old man has nothing more to teach you, in fact, I’ve never taught you anything, even feel embarrassed receiving this wine from you, hahaha!"
No, you can still teach me the way of alcohol!
Chun quickly took out the Centennial Tapioca Burn bottle, empty! Empty! Holy shit, the last of the wine was consumed during the village’s battle with the Tree God.
The old man looked at Chun’s bottle, hesitated for a moment: "This is?"
Chun had no choice but to make up a story: "I found this wine in the ruins on Plague Island, it’s a hundred years old, when I drank it, I felt an out-of-body experience. I originally wanted to bring it for you to see, but the grade was low, afraid I couldn’t give it away, ended up in a fight and drank it all..."
The old man looked surprised: "Let me see the bottle!"
The old man took the bottle, first checked the old yellow label, then used his wine-nose to sniff the bottle mouth—and then his face changed, nose sniffing rapidly!
Chun was stunned! How can he sniff out the flavor from an empty bottle? This discovery is no different from the earlier realization that the Collection Technique has ’dead or alive’ differences!
Though in reality, these are common, in the game they’re ignored! Empty wine bottles, medicine bottles are just garbage to be discarded, at most taken back to the furnace...
The old man asked in shock: "Is there any more of this wine?"
Obviously, recognizing it! Chun thought: "Yes, but there’s quite a bit, I only brought a few bottles, the rest are left on the island."
The old man asked urgently: "How much is left on the island?"
Seeing his eagerness, Chun felt this might trigger an event? Alright, triggering an event is what I want!
Chun mysteriously said: "I’m afraid you won’t dare to believe if I tell you!"
The old man was anxious: "Quit the nonsense, speak quickly!"
Chun stretched out three fingers: "What if I say, 300 bottles, would you believe it?"
The old man was stunned, his eager demeanour suddenly calm: "Why don’t you say 300 cases?"
Could it be...
Chun shuddered all over: "What if I say there really are 300 cases?"
The old man became very serious: "Is it 300 cases?"
Holy shit, it’s really triggered! Chun solemnly said: "Yes!"
The old man’s serious face started to twitch uncontrollably!
Chun was a bit confused: "Even though it’s a lot, wouldn’t drinking it slowly be too exciting?"
The old man felt a deep sadness: "My grandfather!!"
Chun was shocked, could it be because I used the City Lord’s authority during the time travel to transport 300 cases of wine...
The old man said angrily: "You finally admitted it, stay put while I get the evidence..."
After saying that, he slammed the door and left, leaving a corridor full of bewildered shipworkers!
Holy shit, Chun guessed what evidence he’s taking, the time-travel plot is affecting the descendants! Just didn’t expect the descendants would be so coincidental, someone I know? Or did the system arrange for a familiar NPC for writing convenience?
Before long, the old man came back like a whirlwind, closed the door, and then pulled out a notebook with a yellowed piece of paper inside!
"This name, is this your signature?"
Chun’s eyebrows twitched wildly, yes, it’s the signature I flamboyantly wrote at the Supply Officer’s!
But, in facing me 100 years later, logically there’s no dissonance?
Chun admitted: "It’s me! What happened afterward?"
The old man said angrily: "Afterward? You’ve been missing ever since you were City Lord for half a day, and the wine never reached the frontline! My grandfather was dismissed, if my grandfather hadn’t been dismissed, our family would have been a grand noble, my father wouldn’t have needed to work in the shipyard? And I wouldn’t have had to..."
This is what Fafnir referred to as the descendants of a fallen noble lineage...
Chun quickly consoled: "There was a problem with the wine back then! Drinking too much could be fatal, and a merchant guild even went bankrupt because of it. I knew the wine was problematic, that’s why I shipped it off, I did it for justice!"
The old man got angry: "Your justice is to hide the wine for a hundred years, turning it top-grade?"
Chun immediately changed the topic: "Top-grade, huh? How does it compare to this Fire Dragon Wine?"
The old man said solemnly: "The aroma is overwhelmingly superior, but I still have to taste it myself."
Chun said: "How about this, I’m afraid if you drink too much there’ll be trouble, when I have the chance to visit the island, I’ll return... how about 100 cases?"
The old man got angry: "What’s the reason? Calculating the interest a hundred years later, it’s a good thing I’m only asking for 3000 cases back!"
Chun said unpleasantly: "The value of a century-old top-grade wine has increased, how many cases does one bottle equal now? Returning 100 cases is quite fair and just!"
"What about the mental damages for my family for three generations! Can you calculate that?"
Chun regretted triggering this storyline: "110 cases! After all, this wine also involved the territory debt back then, it’s not just up to me."}
The old man snorted coldly and handed over the notebook: "Then let’s make a contract!"
Holy shit, Old Deng, you’re really something!
After drafting the contract, they both signed it.
—System notification: You have signed a return contract of 110 cases of Centennial Tapioca Burn (Olga merchant guild limited edition) with Whiskey.
Huh? So his name is Whiskey? What a sloppy name!
The old man finally satisfied, put away the notebook, and took two more sips of the Fire Dragon Wine: "Kid, uh—no, that’s not the right way to address you, my grandfather’s generation called you a sage, so in the future, if you need anything factory-related, just speak up, I can take half the charge."
So you know I’m a sage!
Chun was invigorated: "Aren’t you the factory director?"
The old man snorted: "Does the director know how to build ships? How to repair ships? Without me, he wouldn’t be able to do anything."
I used to think the same thing at the company...
Chun said unpleasantly: "Even with you, this factory won’t do!"
The old man tapped the floor: "Just tell me, is this Black Iron Blade capable or not."
Chun was genuinely impressed: "You built it?"
The old man proudly: "Did the director build it? From what I see, you’re a Grandmaster at steering, just started with the Shipbuilding Technique, study hard, you can definitely build something big!"
Chun was surprised: "Could it be I can practice with the shipyard materials?"
The old man took another sip of wine: "Sure! You can take apart another ship and cobble together a new one, no problem."
Holy shit! So this is the advantage of a laid-back factory, you can mess around freely! This setting must be from those curry-eating guys?
