Sorry, I'm a Spy

Before Gong Qiying and the city lords devise a grand operation to reclaim the national Warrior spirit, it is necessary to understand the specific situation of the Warrior Country.

Among the several dungeons within the Warrior Country, aside from Red Fang who was absent, the most senior was actually Pan Sen, the Dungeon Lord.

Therefore, the task of explaining the customs and culture of the Warrior Country naturally fell to him.

Pan Sen gazed longingly as he munched on the Rock Roast that Gong Qiying had given him. After finishing two pieces, he grumbled reluctantly:

"Godwyn, you're too innocent, I can't get enough of you."

"I have plenty more if you like." Gong Qiying smiled like a Breaking Bad master.

The Gladiator, sitting to the side, said impatiently, "I brought you here to do some work, but you're just freeloading."

Pan Sen immediately revealed a simple and honest smile. His demeanor evoked images of rough, large stones, and he finally got down to business.

"As for the Warrior Country, this country has two special characteristics."

"First, the greatest faith in this country is the God of War. Under the blessing of the God of War, the people are born with top-notch fighting talent and their physical qualities are beyond ordinary people. Also, let me tell you something you may not know, Godwyn."

As he spoke, Pan Sen took another bite of the Rock Roast, his face beaming with happiness.

"In recorded history, half of the Brave who successfully defeated the Demon King came from the Warrior Country!"

"Half?" This was indeed something Gong Qiying hadn't investigated.

On this continent where humanity lives, there are dozens of countries of all sizes. When the Demon King is born or resurrected, almost every country will produce people with the power of Brave. But only those who ultimately defeat the Demon King will be called true Brave, the so-called true Brave.

If the Warrior Country truly produced half of the real Brave in history, then "abundant Wu De" alone would probably not be enough to describe them.

Gong Qiying's thoughts suddenly wandered. The Warrior Country is known for producing true Brave, so what if we think about it the other way around?

This country is likely to become a thorn in the side of the demons.

"Other Brave awaken their latent power, but the Warrior Country is different. They can both unleash their potential and receive the blessing from the God of War, which is a double enhancement, making them naturally stronger."

"But because of the current lousy atmosphere in this country, not a single Brave has appeared so far. The limelight has been stolen by the Brave from the Arnor Kingdom not long ago," the Gladiator interjected, annoyed at the country's lack of ambition.

The current corrupt atmosphere in the Warrior Country War to stop bestowing blessings, resulting in a decline in the emergence of Brave.

Gong Qiying gave a summary.

"Another unique aspect of the Warrior Country is their dragon culture."

Pan Sen reached for the remaining Rock Roast, only to have Rock Roast snatched away by the Gladiator along with the plate. He could only continue, feeling wronged:

"Many countries have a culture of living with certain powerful creatures, and the Warrior Country is the most ferocious, living with dragons."

"Legend has it that there are Four-legged Ancient Dragon and Two-legged Wyvern. The two groups are not on friendly terms and often fight. The dragons in the Warrior Country are very special. They are the offspring of the mating of Four-legged Ancient Dragon and Two-legged Wyvern."

"So how many claws do they have, three or five?" Gong Qiying asked curiously.

"No, some have four legs and some have two legs, and they even fight among themselves because of the difference in the number of claws."

"Absolutely amazing."

"Currently, there are fewer than two hundred dragons in the Warrior Country. This includes those with low intelligence. It seems that due to the mixed bloodlines, the intelligence of these dragon offspring varies. The highly intelligent ones can communicate like normal people, while the less intelligent ones are like more spiritual beasts. The former can even hold official positions in the court, while the latter can only serve in the army."

"The power of dragons helps the army of the Warrior Country produce elites such as Dragon Blood Warrior or Dragon Knight, as well as many other benefits. Over time, dragon culture has been integrated into all aspects of the Warrior Country."

After finishing his sentence, Pan Sen took a sip of water and said, "That's about it. You already know what happened over the years."

"There's something else you forgot to mention," the Gladiator added. "It's been a long time since any new Dragon Knight have appeared; it's all the old ones keeping it up."

"Is there a reason for this?" Gong Qiying asked.

"Because the prerequisite for the birth of Dragon Knight is mutual affection between man and dragon, but nowadays, people are so cowardly that even dragons don't bother to look at them!" the Gladiator said with great personal emotion.

After listening, Gong Qiying thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Just listening to these words doesn't seem to help me generate a solution in my mind. Ultimately, it's because my understanding of this country is too superficial.

One of the most important ways for city lords to learn about the outside world is by eavesdropping on adventurers' conversations while they are adventuring in the dungeons.

Gong Qiying's idea was to wait until more adventurers from the Warrior Country entered the Zane Dungeon before he could give specific operational methods after observing it firsthand.

"That's all for today," he said. "I'll write to you in a few days when I have an idea."

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news."

Just as the Gladiator stood up to leave, he suddenly asked, "By the way, do you still want the access to the Glory Stone Tablet? If so, I'll have You Lei Sha share it with you another day."

"Don't rush that. We can deal with it after we've resolved things here."

"I'm leaving it to you, brother!" Before leaving, Pan Sen patted him on the shoulder with great enthusiasm.

After watching the two city lords leave, Gong Qiying gazed at the empty room for a while, pondered, and then threw himself back into modifying and constructing the underground city.

Time flies, and two days later...

Black Rock City, in Earl Gerhard's castle, in the Earl's study.

"You mean, that guy Te Pi found a mine that's rich in Forging Stone and all sorts of other minerals? Those are all valuable treasures."

Earl Gerhard sat at his desk, listening to the man in black with his face covered speak, with a secretary beside him taking notes.

This man in black was the spy he had planted next to Te Pi. Judging from his burly physique, he seemed to be one of his bodyguards.

"Yes, Earl Excellency, I personally saw that Te Pi brought back a lot of minerals that are unique to the Zane Dungeon, including some that are sought after at high prices on the market. He also said that there are many more like these in that mine, and one person simply cannot carry them all away," the spy said.

"Damn it, I knew this old guy had a secret weapon. If he brings out this mine, he'll definitely beat me!" Ge Ha De slammed his hand on the table.

Because of the Boulder Dungeon of Blackrock, Black Rock City is rich in minerals, and the prices are considered good value for money. However, the good value for money applies to the common minerals.

The items produced in the Zane Dungeon are unique to this dungeon. Once their effectiveness is recognized, their prices naturally rise due to their scarcity – adventurers can only occasionally find them during their explorations, unlike the fixed mining sites in the Boulder Dungeon.

If Te Pi can provide a location that consistently produces Sien-type minerals, then they've basically secured the win!

"So, where is the mine? Have you found out?" Ge Ha De pressed.

The spy sighed regretfully, a sigh that sank Ge Ha De's heart to the bottom. "Didn't find out anything?"

"It was my incompetence. Te Pi kept this matter a secret. I only managed to overhear a few things when he was discussing it with General You Fei, and I almost got caught."

"Even just a little bit will do, tell me quickly!"

"Then I'll tell you."

The spy said, "I only heard the words 'lake,' 'ruins,' and 'Teleportation Trap,' and then I couldn't hear anything else."

Ge Ha De did not continue to blame the spy; it was already quite an achievement that the spy had even heard this.

He rested his chubby face on his hand and pondered. Lake, ruins, Teleportation Trap. How should these words be combined? He would only know after observing the scene in person.

Although these few words may seem few, their direction is already very clear. If you can find similar targets, you should be able to find them.

"You did a great job."

Ge Ha De praised the spy and tossed him a small bag of coins. "Keep lying low and bring me back more intelligence."

"I will not fail in my mission, and I am grateful to Earl Excellency!" The spy left, profusely thanking the Count.

"Did you write down everything he said?" Ge Ha De asked his secretary.

"Yes, sir." The secretary nodded and handed him the record.

Ge Ha De took the record and looked at it, then said, "I'm hungry. Go tell the kitchen to prepare a late-night snack, something sweet."

The secretary followed the order and left the room, but instead of heading to the kitchen, she took out a specially made magical item that could transmit sound.

"Mr. Basque," the secretary whispered, "The plan is going smoothly."

All that came from the other end of the magical artifact was a laugh from Te Pi.

"Whee."

The secretary shuddered, her eyes filled with a strange thought: Mr. Basque's smile is so eerie, what's going on?

The day of the agreed-upon competition arrived quickly.

Te Pi and Ge Ha De each arrived at the portal with their own powerful henchmen. The two didn't exchange any pre-match trash talk, but instead gave each other a fierce look.

Prince Lan Le sat atop a rock golem that had been transformed into a palanquin, watching the two with great interest; he was the referee.

Both Te Pi's and Ge Ha De's teams consist of ten people.

In recent days, various parties have organized personnel to explore the Zane Dungeon, and have found that the dungeon can support a maximum of ten people to explore at the same time. They have also made some preliminary explorations of the map.

But in reality, they couldn't even get past the checkpoint.

Currently, only those who have been approved can enter the Zane Dungeon, but the restrictions are becoming increasingly relaxed.

Once today's match is over and the administrators around the dungeon are appointed, it will probably be open to everyone.

"Snort!"

Ge Ha De snorted dismissively, his eyes filled with confidence. He was confident that he had the intelligence and could catch Te Pi off guard. With that confidence, he and his team entered the dungeon.

Te Pi's party followed him into the dungeon, and he looked at Ge Ha De as if he were a toy.

Spreading information about the Sellia Crystal Tunnel to the enemy will certainly reduce our chances of winning, but so what?

He simply wanted Ge Ha De to experience the "wonderful memories" he had had in the mine!

Te Pi's current mindset is very simple: he just wants to scam people!

However, he did not intend to give up the victory. In fact, he already had intelligence on other valuable locations.

Ge Ha De, you might as well drown in the mine.

With a smile on his face, Te Pi walked into the portal.

I've already escaped from that hellish place, and now I'm going to find more chips for victory!

I've already picked up the first napkin!

Suddenly everything went dark, and the feeling of teleportation washed over him. A moment later, Te Pi realized he was already in the dungeon.

"Bang! Bang!"

A familiar sound came from behind him; it sounded like Mining Pick hitting a rock wall.

When he saw the scene before him clearly, Te Pi's smile suddenly froze on his face.

He.

How come he's still inside the Sellia Crystal Tunnel?!