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

Unknowingly, the Fire Crystal Rock in front of Yang Ling had been completely excavated.

He weighed the cloth pouch; it held exactly the half tael that had been extorted from him.

By now, five hours had passed, and the miners in the vein were gradually withdrawing.

Each one looked utterly exhausted.

After all, Fire Crystal Rock was extremely hard; every swing of the pickaxe required expending all one's strength.

Thanks to the Experience Points, Yang Ling had alleviated most of his fatigue and muscle soreness, but he still pretended to look completely worn out.

Hiding in the shadows, he indeed saw Fifth Brother looking around, as if trying to see if anyone dared to work overtime without reason.

"I'll lull him into a false sense of security today, so he won't be watching me every single day."

Thinking this, Yang Ling immediately put on a weary face and slowly walked towards the exit.