What? I've Transmigrated, Yet I Still Have to Work?

Family, let me tell you something: I transmigrated, but it feels like I didn't fully! Except for this 21st-century brain, I brought nothing else over!

Other people transmigrate and either...

The 77th surprise!

Barron City.

Three people were standing in a rather grand room.

Although it was late at night, the room was as bright as day.

The room was lit not by candles, but by electric lights, indicating that this human capital had electricity.

One was an old man dressed like a Grand Scholar, with eight knots tied around his body, one less than the nine knots on the body of the former Grand Scholar Daines.

The scholar was holding a letter, which he had probably taken from a carrier pigeon and had not yet opened.

"Prince Patton, from the South!"

He handed the letter to a man dressed in exceptionally luxurious clothes.

Beside the man stood a knight in heavy armor, his face covered by a helmet, so his appearance was unknown. However, the eyes peering out from under the helmet were extremely sharp, suggesting he was not someone to be trifled with.

The man named Prince Barton took the letter, opened it, and carefully read its contents. His previously calm face immediately turned furious.

He didn't speak, but instead handed the letter in his hand to the heavily armored knight beside him.

"It seems that Gold Rush Town is doomed!"

The voice of the heavily armored knight came from inside his helmet, sounding extremely muffled.

"What an idiot!"

"When he caught that woman, he should have executed her immediately. But instead, he wrote to ask me about it, which delayed things for a few days and ultimately ruined everything!"

“Your Highness, he probably never expected that Catherine would suddenly appear in Gold Rush Town. Given the orcs’ attack at the time, she should have died at Tiger Rock!”

"This afternoon, some people secretly arrived in the city. Although they acted very discreetly, our people still managed to find them. They should all be from Saibanda Fortress! Catherine should be mixed in with them too!"

"My worst fears have come true!"

"Hawkins, before these people see Father, you must stop them for me, even if they die!"

The heavily armored knight was named Hawkins, and it seems he was someone Prince Patton trusted very much.

Upon hearing Prince Barton's order, he replied "Yes" and left the room, intending to immediately carry out the tasks the prince had assigned.

"Scholar Frings, Daines has been sent to Redamur. Those orcs won't let him leave, so you can rest assured!"

"I need you to write a letter to those orcs in Redamur right now and have them send someone to meet me!"

"Since those guys from Saibanda are against me, I don't need to show them any mercy!"

"Yes, Your Highness Prince Patton!"

Scholar Frings bowed and slowly left the room.

It seems that Barron's and Saibanda will be engulfed in a bloodbath after tonight.

...

Having already mastered basic skinning skills, Joey, along with Digger and Beard, were on their way back to Saipan.

If skinning skills had ten levels, he felt he should have already reached level 1 proficiency.

They walked slowly on their way back. Joey killed whatever animals he could find, using them all as practice. Big ones like brown bears, small ones like hares, none of them escaped Joey's clutches.

Big Beard was quite happy to help, but it wasn't that he suddenly became interested in skinning skills. Rather, Joey usually turned the skinned animal carcasses into delicious food, and both Big Beard and Digger loved Joey's cooking.

Thankfully, this wasn't in my past life, otherwise those animal rights activists would probably have verbally abused Joey to death.

"Joey, let's have alligator meat tonight!"

The bearded man's gaze suddenly turned to a direction on the riverbank ahead, where a crocodile was basking in the setting sun with its mouth wide open.

"Okay, you can have it. Give the crocodile skin to WaWa; my hands are getting sore!"

After peeling so many furs along the way, Joey's fingers were trembling a little. She thought it would be better to rest for a while, since you need to balance work and rest no matter what you do!

The bearded man took the digger and headed towards the crocodile.

Just as they were about to reach the crocodile, WaWa suddenly shouted with delight and walked in another direction along the riverbank.

"Dig, dig!"

"Come back here!"

The bearded man tried to call Wawa back, but Wawa didn't listen to him at all, and instead woke up the sleeping crocodile.

Fortunately, the crocodile did not run away after seeing the bearded man, but charged straight at him.

It seems this crocodile has also decided to have the bearded man for dinner tonight.

We'll find out who gets whose dinner in a few minutes.

Seeing that Wawa wasn't helping the bearded man skin the animal, Joey didn't stop to rest either. He followed behind Wawa to see what he was yelling about.

Ding ding ding!

He walked over to a strangely shaped rock by the river, swung his pickaxe, and smashed it down.

Joey has never seen him use this pickaxe before, but this time he actually swung it around, so it seems he's discovered something incredible again.

Joey didn't interrupt him, and just stood there quietly watching.

Ding ding ding!

After another round of smashing, the rock was shattered.

A golden light immediately shone from the stone.

"Dig! Dig!"

Digging became even more excited, and he swung his pickaxe even faster.

"Joey, what's he doing?"

The bearded man, who had already finished, also came over, holding the crocodile's tail with his left hand.

"It seems I underestimated this senior digger!"

Joey had already guessed what was going on, and suddenly he also began to respect Wawa. It was only right to show some respect to such a high-level talent.

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