The Game of Global Mining

Chapter 812: Chapter 649: The Inheritance House with Heaven-Defying Special Skill

Chun returned to the slum.

Aziza and Nancy obviously had already noticed something was wrong with the old lady and were visibly anxious.

Chun suddenly realized he didn’t know how to explain it to them. The matter of the goddess was beyond expectations; obviously, it was a major secret of the Empire, and replacing the goddess was a super-secret that couldn’t be leaked even slightly. Even though they were his people, it wasn’t convenient to talk about it. Especially since Aziza loves drinking, has a complex social circle, and has an unclear relationship with Liya. If she got drunk and accidentally spilled the beans, it wouldn’t be impossible.

So, he decided not to say anything. After all, he had too many secrets; even Aileen, someone so close to him, didn’t know he had an alternate clone in the Void.

If not to talk about the goddess, then what to talk about?

"I’m back!"

Aziza let out a sigh of relief: "Good to be back, but that old lady isn’t quite right, it feels..."

Chun sighed: "The old lady is actually acting as the human god. She feels like her human life has lived long enough and fulfilled its mission, so she’s gone to reincarnate and try a new way of living. Liya’s situation is very complicated; we’ve made some progress but let’s talk about it later."

Let’s just leave Liya’s matter at a glance.

Aziza was stunned: "This action failed?"

Holy shit!

There’s no tacit understanding between husband and wife!

Chun was anxious to explain when Nancy said: "It’s good you made it back. Since it’s reincarnation, we don’t need to dwell too much on it."

Forget it, typing is tiring, let it drop.

Aziza laughed: "The old lady mentioned earlier that if anything happened to her, we should check the wooden box under her pillow in her bedroom."

As she spoke, Aziza rushed to the bedroom and took out the box: "Let’s see what her inheritance is?"

Opening the box, several golden papers were inside.

Chun had seen this kind of paper on Evil Spirit Island, contracts and the like!

Aziza chuckled: "Property deed! Heritage transfer contract! Just waiting for you to sign!"

——System prompt: Madam Siris decides to transfer ownership of Slum Number 6 (Rotten Root District Number 6) to you, would you like to accept?

Whoa... she really means it?

Chun was speechless: "Isn’t this not quite right?"

Aziza laughed: "What’s wrong? It’s a gift for you, take it. Although it’s very run-down, the location is excellent; once it’s torn down and renovated, build a casino..."

Holy shit, you’re also into building casinos, how different are you from Sweet Potato?

Chun sighed: "Isn’t her grandson still outside the door?"

Aziza smiled: "Oh right, they seemed to be quite diligent last night, playing poker at the door, not moving an inch. But if you don’t take it, according to the inheritance order, it falls to her grandson, who’s quite a wastrel."

The old lady was so good to me as an outsider, can’t she truly have no kinship towards her own grandson?

Chun asked: "Can I continue transferring this kind of contract?"

Aziza exclaimed: "You can probably do that, do you mean to accept it first and then transfer it?"

Chun sighed: "Yes, the old lady hoped I would give her grandson some lessons before transferring it back after he pulls himself together."

Aziza chuckled: "What do you mean by her grandson pulling himself together? This kind of person looks like he’s destined to be a local thief; you expect him to become a judge or doctor?"

Chun felt bewildered: "Well..."

Nancy spoke up: "Since this was the old lady’s dying wish, there must be a reason. Anyway, you shouldn’t give the property to him now, whatever you plan for the future."

Aziza laughed: "That’s right, accept it first, and then we’ll notify the grandson about the funeral and read the will. Let’s see what his attitude is; if he, out of anger, directly desecrates his grandma, then there’s no hope for him."

"Alright then."

——System prompt: You have accepted the property of Oak City Slum Number 6 (Rotten Root District Number 6), you’ve gained property bonuses: your attack, defense, life, load, physical strength, mana +15%, gained special skill: Earth Spring.

Earth Spring: This property’s wood is special and built on a special underground Spirit Vein, greatly restoring the owner’s physical strength and spirit consumption, enhancing earth series magic effects by 50%.

——System prompt: Warning! The current house has severe wear and tear on its durability limit, special maintenance is required. Once the house is damaged, the deed still holds the land use rights.

...

Holy shit!!!

Chun was stunned by the amplification effect of this shabby house! The Hell’s top-tier Cloud Cliff Mansion with President Sister was just a 30% bonus, and this old, dilapidated house was actually offering a 15% bonus and had special skills! The Cloud Cliff Mansion didn’t even have special skills!

The special effect of "Earth Spring" was simply defying nature. Since Chun was already at Divine Craftsman Rune Skill, getting an additional 50% amplification was simply unimaginable!

To withstand his consumption of each meal at 20 times dosage, he needed this house’s special skill support. His vine, which was also transformed by Divine Craftsman Rune Skill, also received the house’s special skill boost! How could he bear to give this house back?

Could that grandson even use earth series and rune techniques? Such a waste!

At this moment, Chun was struggling with indescribable agony. Earlier generosity, to be honest, came from looking down on this old wreck. Now, I’m thinking about how to renovate and retain the house’s durability limit! Speaking of which, since I’m at Divine Craftsman Construction Technique, can I preserve it?

...

At this time, Aziza laughed indifferently: "Alright then, just sign it, but you can’t keep it now; shall I save it for you?"

"Okay."

"Then you hide, and I’ll summon the grandson for the funeral. What’s his name?"

"Sweet Potato."

Aziza laughed: "If he asks who inherited it, should I tell him?"

Chun’s mind was once again filled with conflict; he must ask, right? But how can a prisoner inherit this? But also, Aziza’s identity and name can’t be exposed, right?

Chun decided to be straightforward: "See his attitude. If he’s good, tell him. Anyway, I’m making a name for myself in Bronze City; it’s reasonable to keep a property."

"Alright."

So, Aziza knocked on the door: "Sweet Potato, come in, no one else."

"Coming!"

The grandson entered with lowered brows and a submissive attitude: "What instructions, sir?"

I must admit, why educate him at all? Aziza’s Black Card had educated him already!

Aziza waved the property contract and sighed: "Last night, we spent the night with your grandma, and she made a significant decision. This house is to be inherited by another more qualified person first, then transferred to you at an appropriate time."

The grandson was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked toward his grandmother on the bench, bewildered: "Grandma, she?"

Aziza sighed: "Just passed!"

The grandson was frozen in place!

Chun still peeked out to see his reaction; he neither wailed in grief like a filial son nor immediately erupted to question the property!

Was it because of the Black Card’s intimidation?

Finally, the grandson snapped back to reality and said gloomily: "This is a poor area’s broken house; I’m sure sir would despise it, so please help me keep it. I don’t even know the sir’s name."

Aziza sighed: "The inheritor isn’t me, nor her."