"Our dear Black Tiger, oh, is famously kind-hearted. He can't stand to see workers suffer..."
On the hovercar, the mine manager spared no effort in praising his master.
"Our workers enjoy the best benefits in all of Nest City, with a daily work schedule of just 16 hours, earning over 10 bucks an hour, and even getting a whopping 3 days of vacation a year! In this era where working all year round is the corporate norm, where else can you find such a good boss..."
"Every year, Lord Black Tiger even subsidizes the factory from his own pocket, saying he wants to take on the responsibility of a qualified Civil Protection Officer. If all bosses in Nest City No. 3 were like him, this city wouldn't be rated the least happy city year after year."
Saying this, the mine manager didn't forget to sigh, his tone full of admiration for Black Tiger.
But Jack, sitting nearby, turned his face away, unable to listen anymore.
Because just when the hovercar flew over the residential area, Jack had spotted a super mansion larger than the S1 Black Market on a vast plain, complete with a castle, private courtyard, golf course, and private gardens, almost everything you could ask for.
That was Black Tiger's personal property.
In the expensive G District, such a mansion must be valued in the "billions."
It should be noted, Black Tiger had only been a Civil Protection Officer for a year, and before that, he was just a regular Apprentice Death God, with so money, but nowhere near enough to reach this level.
In just over a year, he managed to grab himself a mansion. Jack simply couldn't imagine how greedy this guy was...
"Ladies and gentlen, please look there."
As if feeling that words alone weren't enough, the mine manager pointed to a worker whose hands had been replaced by chanical arms, yet his face bore a radiant smile.
"Old Wang, a senior welder, accidentally had his hand severed by a machine last June. Lord Black Tiger, in his great benevolence, procured a top-notch civilian prosthetic for him."
"Subtracting his basic cost of living wage, he only needs to work for the mine for 120 years to pay it off, slightly less pressure than a housing loan."
Upon hearing this, Frost Moon couldn't help but widen her eyes and curiously asked, "120 years? What if he doesn't live that long?"
"Then let his son or daughter co and work, or if not, throw the old man of the house over to do so moving or mining labor."
The manager shrugged his shoulders, answering without hesitation, "Rest assured, we have a comprehensive debt recovery chanism, there will always be a way suitable for him to pay off the debt."
"Our human-centered enterprise will certainly consider the well-being of our employees..."
"Alright, enough with the nonsense."
At this ti, Yun You, who had been silent, finally couldn't help but speak up.
Yun You had heard this kind of rhetoric far too often during her past part-ti jobs.
The upper class always liked to find so grandiose reasons for themselves, but no matter how they put it, they could never change their nature of loving to suck the life out of others.
In her heart, the little girl felt disgusted and naturally didn't want to listen any further.
"Tell us more about the situation of that mine, such as the discovery ti of the mine and the current exact number of casualties and exploration reports."
Yun You turned the topic to the task at hand.
"As you wish."
With the Apprentice Death God speaking, the manager naturally dared not disobey, and honestly replied, "Pit 21 was first discovered three months ago. The exact number of real casualties isn't certain, but according to our statistics, it shouldn't be less than 100 people."
Saying this, the manager also lowered his voice.
"Please don't spread this number around, it may affect the factory and Lord Black Tiger's reputation."
"Later, we conducted a series of investigations and tests on the pit, and even used drones and robots, but the result was the sa. As soon as the machines went 10 ters deep, they imdiately lost connection."
"We even later attempted using more primitive 'wire-controlled robot dogs,' but still to no avail."
This statent caused Frost Moon, as a hacker, to frown imdiately.
He carried plenty of drones with him, intending to gather so intelligence in advance using these little gadgets. But now it seed this thod was not going to work.
There might be different magnetic fields inside and outside the pit, interfering with the operation of the machine chips, forcing the hacker to personally enter the dangerous pit.
"Were there any other rcenary teams... or Death God teams that investigated this pit before?"
Yun You asked another question.
"..."
This ti, the manager did not imdiately answer but fell into silence.
After a while, he sighed and answered softly, "To be honest, yes there were."
"There wasn't a team of Apprentice Death Gods, but ordinary rcenary teams have co here, several teams actually."
"Their situation... is the sa as the workers who accidentally entered the pit, completely disappeared, with no information passing through till today."
"Precisely because of this, our Lord Black Tiger applied to have this event defined as a Death God mission that only Apprentice Death Gods can handle."
Saying this, the manager couldn't help but praise, "Thanks to Lord Black Tiger, who is considerate of the people, paying the mission reward out of his own pocket. Otherwise, with the efficiency of the Nest City Council, it would probably drag on for several more years before they sent soone to deal with the event."
"By that ti, who knows how many more would have died... sigh, Lord Black Tiger truly is kind-hearted."
"If that's the case, then why doesn't your Lord Black Tiger do it himself?"
Slightly puzzled, Frost Moon scratched his head and asked, "Isn't he a Tier Two Apprentice Death God? By logic, he should be much stronger than us, right? If he wanted to solve it, couldn't he just do it himself, why spend on hiring others for no reason?"
Just as expected from this cold hacker, that one sentence imdiately pierced through Black Tiger's lofty image, leaving the manager standing there, stamring for quite a while, unable to give an answer.
"This... maybe because the Lord is too busy with more important matters to deal with."
After struggling for a long ti, the manager could only offer such an answer he himself didn't quite believe in.
Frost Moon wanted to ask again, but was stopped by Jack.
He and Yun You both understood Black Tiger's intentions.
A Tier Two Apprentice Death God is indeed powerful, but when facing an unknown Death God mission, they too can bleed, can get hurt.
Instead of taking such completely unknown risks, it's better to spend a little money and let others wade through this muddy water.
If others succeeded in completing the task, all the better, and even if they didn't, dying in the action, Black Tiger wouldn't have to pay any cost.
This matter is all gain and no loss.
As for what the rcenaries thought, it's just a matter of mutual needs.
They clearly understood each other's plans and naturally didn't need to put their thoughts on the table.
And so, in the silence, the hovercar slowly descended, reaching its destination at the mine.
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