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

Hundreds of meters deep within the Blazing Gold Mine, Yang Ling and Zhou Zheng landed steadily from a specially made rope ladder.

A surging wave of heat hit their faces, as if every breath carried the smell of sulfur flooding into their nostrils.

Zhou Zheng cautiously glanced at Yang Ling and said:

"Director Yang, this Fire Vein Poison Crocodile is a terrifying beast. Should we think twice before going further?"

"Time waits for no one."

Yang Ling smiled. "You don't want to keep seeing someone like Zhao Qing either, do you?"

"The sooner we get this mine running, the sooner he can get lost."

Zhou Zheng wore a bitter smile. He truly didn't want to see Zhao Qing and his people anymore, but he also didn't want to die like this in the Blazing Gold Mine.

"Master Zhou, let's first go check out where they encountered the Fire Vein Poison Crocodile."