Global Mining

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Before the alarm clock woke her up, Shirley's voice came from Dachun's earphones: "Are you there?"

Dachun was surprised. She obviously got off work early because of me, so that she could get off work before the dancers. Smart!

She took off her shop assistant uniform and changed into a very ordinary passerby girl's outfit with an umbrella and a basket. This was the first time Dachun saw her after get off work. Only then did Dachun realize that he had actually overlooked a big blind spot, which was their world after get off work. What would the dancers be like after get off work?

Shirley said with relief: "Don't worry, I know Miss Vivian very well, and she won't hit someone rudely in front of acquaintances."

Dachun was very pleased: "That's good!"

At the same time, I also got information that she would hit people when she didn't know anyone! Her identity is indeed not as simple as a dancer, she may be the eldest sister on the road, then there is Bentou!

So Dachun walked in front, and Shirley followed behind. On the streets of the night market where millions of people are coming and going like salmon, Dachun and his party are as inconspicuous as water drops. However, the mentality that has been suppressed for many days since Dachun lost his job has changed tremendously. He feels like he is like a raging wave. Stirring up the turmoil of the times...

As soon as I arrived at the back door of the tavern, the bell rang for the end of the day.

At this time, a luxury carriage drove into the back door street, and then the scene changed, and the figures of the players on the surrounding streets blurred.

Dachun is excited, this is the time to enter the legendary independent scene plot mode! In this mode, only you and related NPCs interact. Players outside cannot see the changes here. Can you imagine how high-end this dancer’s hidden story must be?

Shirley pulled Dachun away and stood against the wall: "It's Baron Baron's car, don't block the way."

Forehead?

Vivian went out after get off work and changed into a more gorgeous dance outfit, especially the high heels that were particularly dazzling.

The coachman got out of the car and opened the door to say hello: "Miss Vivian, the Baron invites you!"

The dancer bowed and saluted with a smile on her face: "Your Excellency came to pick you up in person, Vivian is extremely honored!"

Only then did Dachun see a big fat man sitting in the carriage!

At this moment, Dachun felt an indescribable reaction in his heart. Although he also knew that this was the persona of a dancer, but if he really accepted this wild persona...

Dachun was anxious: "Miss Vivian, my matter——"

The dancer turned her head and was stunned: "You? You guys?!"

Shirley smiled and waved to her.

The dancer chuckled: "I wanted to teach him a lesson so that he wouldn't get carried away, but forget it for such a rare holiday. I still have to attend the Baron's midnight glass slipper party - but since he's here, I might as well follow him. How about taking a carriage to the baron’s house to work as a handyman and see the world?”

——System prompt: You have triggered the event "Temporary Helper at the Baron's Mansion". Do you agree?

Dachun was shocked on the spot! Could it be that by triggering this hidden event, I was just watching her get dragged into the festival by this meat mountain? Can you get to know the big shots at the party just by working as a handyman?

How to do?

Dachun looked at Shirley hurriedly, and Shirley looked helpless as a shop assistant, but also showed sympathy in her eyes.

Dachun understands, both of them are at the bottom, no matter how many events are triggered, the events that can be triggered are limited, and the one who can really bring benefits is actually this fat man. The fat man didn't say anything, so even the dancer could only be given a job as a handyman, which he didn't want at all.

And with Vivian's scumbag hanging out with an ugly fat man, it's just that this type of person has been proven by her to be a big injustice. Since he is a grievance, he can let go of the rules and force the fat man to speak, and at the same time, he cannot be looked down upon by both of them - the consequences of being looked down upon by a snobbish Vivian are very serious.

Decisive no! Hidden events must have variations.

Then there is only one thing I can do -

Dachun hurriedly said to Shirley: "I want to duel for love. You first cheer for me to build momentum. The voice must be loud, and it is best to alert the neighbors to come out and watch. If I win, you just say that you just won by an unknown person." , it does not reflect the master’s bravery. The master should generously arrange a job that can make money for me. When I have the strength and reputation, I will continue to challenge the master to reflect his magnanimity and bravery, and achieve a wonderful reputation like a script and become the talk of the city. ...Do you understand?"

Shirley was stunned for a moment: "A job that makes money?"

Dachun said anxiously: "The more money you make, the better, so that I can have more money to support your studies..."

There is no time to explain. I can only believe in her intelligence and the tacit understanding between us.

Dachun immediately rushed to the carriage before it was leaving and shouted: "I don't allow you to play with Miss Vivian, I want to challenge you to a duel!"

As expected, Shirley shouted in unison: "Come on! Warriors who fight for love! Bloom like violets..."

The dancer screamed: "Bold, bold!!"

Your voice is quite loud too?

The coachman raised his whip: "It is a serious crime to offend a noble! Get out of here! I can beat a thousand people like you!"

Dachun's eyes flashed with red light—warning! You are about to be attacked!

Is it a felony? At this point, Dachun had no choice but to fight to the end: "It's up to you whether you can fight, it can't change the fact that this master is too cowardly to dare to fight!"

The dancer shouted: "I am not a coward! I can slap you away with just one slap..."

When she shouted, the coachman put away his whip and the red light disappeared.

They all understand each other!

At this moment, the back door of the tavern and the surrounding street windows opened, and more NPCs heard the noise and appeared. Dachun was ecstatic! With them here watching Gong Huo, plus he is a scumbag who only knows how to dig, I don't believe that I won't fight.

Sure enough, the whole carriage was full of pigs grunting: "Accept the duel!"

The driver immediately got out of the car and opened the door, and Dachun let out a long sigh of relief.

A duel would be beneficial to all three parties. For the master, when he goes to battle, he will establish a brave aristocratic image and be favored by women. He will also be respected by the onlookers, which no man can refuse.

As for the dancer, she wants to fight for her the most. Only a woman's vanity that can be satisfied by men vying for her makes her appear valuable.

For me... I should have been beaten, but my face was saved in front of the two women, and everything I had to explain was left to Shirley. I believe that the dancer will definitely help her when she speaks. Many women bring a best friend to help them when they go on a blind date. Their fighting power will be doubled, and the enemy will not be able to withstand it...

A big fat man in gorgeous clothes came out.

Seeing his unfair appearance, Dachun felt even more confident, so let's go!

The fat man slapped him, Dachun's eyes went dark and he felt like he was flying, and the entire game screen also went black...

not dead? Plot coma?

There were only boos and laughter from the surroundings, and then Shirley's voice came: "Respect the generous Lord Baron, he is just an unknown person... Please give him a chance..."

The dancer also smiled and said: "My little follower has never seen the world. Thank you for educating him. I think I can give him a little pain to continue his education so that he will not know the world..."

As expected, the fat man was so coaxed that he lost himself: "Well, there is something very dirty and painful that most people are not willing to do..."

Shirley shouted: "As long as you make money..."