His Lordship Alexander Kane

‘The sounds of voices filled the ai.

For the past three days, the miners had been under a cloud of gloom. The stockpile of ore in the warehouse had been steadily growing, while news of the termination of cooperation between the.

mining bosses and Wafford Mining Corporation kept pouring in.

Their wages had not been paid yet, and that did not guarantee they would be paid on time when the day came. Despite having the backing of New Chesire Group, who knew f the group headquarters would be willing to fill the shortfall here? Building a long-term stable partnership.

wasot something that could be achieved overnight The losses of previous mining.

enterprises were vividly remembered.

‘The ultimate outcome always seemed to be selling ata low price, leaving the miners facing a long period of wage 4 delays. = Given the current situation, the best course of action seemed tobe halting operations, withholding wages, and.

cutting losses for the mining district as Soon as possible. Otherwise, the hole would only grow deeper, inevitably leading to the district being sold off ata loss What nobody had anticipated was that such asituation would ast only three days.

Just three days By two o'clock in the afternoon of the fourth day, mysterious clients from all over the country began arriving. They arrived in massive transport planes never before seen by ordinary folks, swiftly transporting thousands of tons of metal ore away. The inventory in the warehouse

decreased visibly at an astonishing rate. I The mineral sales resumed normalcy.

a gigantic transport plane could be seen. It was 80 meters long,

crowd, raising his hand ina gesture of greeting He then politely introduced himself, "I'm Heath Elden, acting on behalf of Mister Kane...No, on behalf of Mister Kane, I've come to negotiate with the Ninth Mining Zone!" “All mineral resources in

Pustied forward by a group of colleagues, he ‘cautiously approached Heath and inquired, "Miser Elden, did Mister Kane really say so? “Then... May ask which company you represent? ll egister right away." ‘Which company? Heath shook his head, smiled, and glanced back at the crimson dragon transport plane

at only 27 years old, still

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War, bearing the ttle

which were crucial forthe manufacturing of cutting: edge technology

information regarding the Temple of War. He gave Darius alight smile and Said, "You only need to register the name North Border’,

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the resolution of the unpaid salary incident, he had rarely had the opportunity o see Alexander. Previously, 4 he thought Alexander

prowess, However, it seemed his network

with confidential enterprises! “pardon me, Iwas lost in thought!" After abrief

repeatedly, "Mister Flden, please wait a moment, ll register foryou immediately." "Register, my foot! Go register yourself inthe desert!" Just as Darius

around, a domineering and disdainful mocking voice suddenly echoed from the entrance of