Chapter 85 The Grand Finale (Part 5) MVP of the Match—Strawberry Soil…
Taking advantage of the office building's proximity to the cafeteria, Du Yu arrived at the cafeteria first and successfully secured the strawberry-flavored mutated mashed potatoes at window number 6, which always sold out, before the workers left work.
The soft and creamy texture of the mashed potatoes, paired with the sweet and sour aroma of fresh fruit, is so enticing that it melts your soul with just one bite. Du Yu didn't even look for a seat; he just stood there and devoutly finished the entire serving of mashed potatoes.
—It's not that she's stingy and unwilling to buy another one; a gentleman would be incredibly stingy, especially since this stuff is rationed every day. When they first arrived at the docks, there weren't many miners, and Du Yu could eat three bowls a day.
But recently, more and more miners have been recruited, and the Gentlemen's Club seems to be thinking about something else. The supplies transported from the lower city are not much. There are enough nutrient solutions, but they have started to limit the purchase of natural foods such as mashed potatoes.
Clearly, Du Yu wasn't the only one who felt this way. Beside her, two bald men dressed in standard men's suits shook their heads and sighed as they walked into the cafeteria, complaining about how busy they'd been at work lately. Du Yu nodded in agreement.
As he nodded, the expressions of the two people next to him grew increasingly strange, until one of them, a particularly short bald man, couldn't hold back any longer and questioned Du Yu: "You're someone who's always late and leaves early, how dare you nod?"
"You're just blatantly jealous of me! You've finished all your work, why can't you leave? Do you agree with me, Wang Erqi?"
While the two bald men in the Gentlemen's Club couldn't help but argue with Du Yu, it was already time for the workers to get off work. Du Yu quickly grabbed a familiar face from the crowd and forced her to acknowledge him.
The miner, named Wang Erqi, wore ordinary work clothes and looked like an unremarkable middle-aged woman.
However, at this moment, her brows were unconsciously furrowed, and her eyes were dark and swollen, giving her a worried look. She wasn't even curious about how the person from that company knew her name. After being called over, she nodded perfunctorily and was about to continue walking forward with a heavy heart.
She hadn't walked more than a few steps when the strange guy from that company grabbed her by the neck and dragged her out of the cafeteria to a secluded corner.
Even a clay figure has a temper, and being treated like this, Wang Erqi, who had no intention of causing trouble, was also furious. But the strange man, whose occupation she didn't know, was stronger than her, a miner. She strained until her cheeks turned red and the veins in her neck bulged, but she still couldn't resist the strange man's strength with one hand.
"What exactly do you want to do..."
Her anger abruptly ceased, and a cluster of suddenly appearing purple flames was reflected in the middle-aged woman's gray-brown pupils.
Despite being a flickering flame, it possessed a crystal-clear texture. This tiny cluster stood out starkly against the gray, dim mist, merrily circling the strange man's finger before appearing abruptly and vanishing in an instant.
"No……"
Wang Erqi subconsciously took a step forward, having already forgotten her earlier unpleasantness. She instinctively grabbed the strange man's hand, her mind and eyes filled with the purple flame that had just appeared—the purple flame that had appeared in her dream, the one that had saved her…
The strange man was powerful, but he allowed the ordinary worker in front of him to hold her hand. Only after the worker recovered from her incredulous surprise did he put a finger to his lips to stop her from asking further questions:
"If you want to know more about this fire, we'll meet again at midnight tonight when we first meet."
Wang Erqi was extremely anxious, but a few gentlemen from the Yuguangli Association walked over—their bald heads were very conspicuous. Knowing that this was not the place to talk, she only took a deep look at the strange person in front of her—no, the messenger sent by God to guide her—and left, suppressing her unease.
"Your old boss is arriving soon. Why aren't you going to greet him? What are you doing here?"
Meeting Hu Tiankui's seemingly calm yet subtly inquisitive gaze, Du Yu smiled mysteriously: "Naturally, we need to exchange some controlled items here with her."
"oh?"
Hu Tiankui's heart stirred slightly upon hearing this. Their Gentlemen's Club did not have a deep cooperation with Lan Ge, and the person opposite them did not hold a high position in Lan Ge's organization. She was clearly a consumable for activating the "Scales of Fate" sub-body. Although she could wander around here, no one would entrust her with anything important.
It's understandable that this lunatic named Dong Shiwu would want to investigate if he wanted to, but what kind of controlled items could an ordinary miner possibly access... divine oil? Traces left from the ritual site? That shouldn't be possible; Dong Shiwu shouldn't have access to these things...
Hu Tiankui's mind raced. Looking at the seemingly unintelligent woman in front of him, alarm bells rang in his mind. No matter how absurd her actions were, she was still someone sent by Lan Ge and couldn't possibly be a real fool. Perhaps this was just her disguise, trying to lower their guard and take the opportunity to gather intelligence for Lan Ge's people.
Damn it, no wonder he's from the company, he's so cunning! Luckily, he was cautious and had been providing her with good food and drink these past few days. Except for the first day when he activated the equipment, after which he received a notice that the operation was temporarily suspended, he hadn't let Dong Shiwu have any access to the classified information.
Hu Tiankui recalled Dong Shiwu's actions over the past three seconds in three seconds. He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the smile on the woman's face opposite him, and his heart skipped a beat again.
The topic we just discussed was started by this woman. Her purpose wasn't to feign madness and try to gather intelligence from Lange! What exactly is Dong Shiwu trying to do? Is he expressing his dissatisfaction with his cold treatment of her, or is he subtly implying that Lange's people have ulterior motives and want to defect to the Gentlemen's Club, becoming double agents?
In that instant, seeing the smile on the woman's face, countless thoughts flashed through Hu Tiankui's mind. Just as he was getting deeper into his thoughts, about to swing from one extreme to another, the woman opposite him seemed a little bored and covered her mouth to yawn.
"Why aren't you saying anything? If you're so eager to know, why don't you just ask me?"
"good."
Hu Tiankui gave her a deep look, as if he could see straight into her heart through her nonchalant eyes. "You promised to tell me what the 'controlled item' you just asked that worker for was?"
The lunatic sent by Lange suddenly lit up, as if he had been waiting for him to ask this question for a long time. He then pulled out a bowl-shaped object from behind his back, startling Lange so much that he thought he was being attacked and almost took three steps back.
"Look, this is super delicious mashed potatoes! I had to talk to her for ages before she finally agreed to give me her purchase quota. Old Hu, I'm not trying to be mean, but the workers are already miserable enough working in this lousy mine. It's rare for them to have something good to eat, and you guys are putting up purchase restrictions. That's so petty..."
"Enough!"
Dong Shiwu, that lunatic, kept rambling on and on, as if he really had a deep affection for that damned mashed potato. Hu Tiankui felt a surge of anger rising from his heart when he thought about how he had just come up with several elaborate schemes over this bowl of mashed potato.
Is it really necessary to make such a fuss over a bowl of mashed potatoes?
The whole thing was absurd, but his intuition told him that what that lunatic was saying was actually true, and that she hadn't lied at all.
"The gentleman will treat you well enough; fresh, natural food will be delivered to your apartment every day."
When the lunatic saw him looking over, he seemed to fear that a Level A ability user like him would steal the mashed potatoes in public. He took a step back warily, firmly protecting the mashed potatoes behind his back. Hu Tiankui endured it, forcibly ignoring the other person's absurd statement that "eating alone is not as good as fighting for food in the cafeteria," and turned to leave.
"The Blue Ge people are arriving. Come with me to meet them!"
Du Yu manipulated this body forward, finishing the mashed potatoes she had taken from Wang Erqi. She hadn't lied, and the mashed potatoes were indeed delicious, but once Wang Erqi saw the familiar purple flames, he had no mind to care about the mashed potatoes anymore. Before leaving, Du Yu casually switched them back.
Not only did I get an extra serving of delicious mashed potatoes, but I also received an unexpected bonus.
The gentleman's consul stationed at the Florence docks, Hu Tiankui, an A-level superhuman, is likely to have a trait related to lie detection.
Lie detector...again, a psychological one?
Du Yu sighed inwardly, and as soon as he arrived at the mine entrance, he let out another inward "groan".
It seems that Lange has suddenly increased its investment in the dock. The leader of the support team this time is none other than Bu Manyin, the highest-ranking person in District 06. When the woman saw herself, a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.
However, what surprised Du Yu was not this. Not long after Lange and his group's car stopped, several vehicles with familiar logos arrived at the mine entrance.
The car door opened, and an acquaintance whom I had "met" not long ago got out of the car, his sharp gaze sweeping over me like a blade.
Christina, the renowned Director General of the Security Bureau.
Du Yu's eyes lit up when he glanced at Bu Manyin, whose gentle face suddenly stiffened. It was common knowledge that Director Fisher had always been at odds with the tycoons, and her appearance here seemed to be looking for trouble. This was going to be interesting.
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Author's Note: First, I was locked in the bathroom, and then my dad was locked in. It took a lot of time to rescue him. The first day of the new year was incredibly absurd, but thankfully I made it in time. Happy New Year everyone! May 2025 bring you good health and peace!
I can't finish writing, I'll make up for the rest tomorrow. (orz)
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