"It would be better if I just died." Tang Don sighed, the gap in status and strength between the two people was too great, and they were in a border area with chaotic public security, there were really too many ways for others to kill him.

  "Stay vigilant, don't be careless, your great crisis has just begun. Do you know why Ram didn't show up?" Holma worried that Downton was too confident and didn't take the enemy seriously.

  "Ram is not afraid, but rather waiting for the best opportunity to take me down with one blow. Otherwise, another confrontation would be a blow to his prestige, given his superior status." Tang Don thought, "Moreover, he might think this is a trap, so unless he has absolute certainty, he won't make a move."

  "Can't you be a bit dumber? Otherwise, my vast knowledge would go to waste." Homer quipped.

  Those foremen also did not show up, apart from worrying that they would end up like the colleague who got beaten, they were also intimidated by Tang's violence.

  The site supervisor is also divided, the first to find trouble for Tong Dun may be able to win, but absolutely exhausted, they do not want to give their competitors a chance to surpass themselves.

  "Let's hire some fearless adventurers on the side, our strength is really too thin." Tang Dun clenched his fist, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

  The three-tiered soul is really not enough to look at, and in the world of magic users, it's just a low-level cannon fodder.

  Tangton wouldn't have been able to crush his peers if he hadn't laid a good foundation when he became a mage, learned epic-level skills like Meditation and Dragon Slaying Fist, and had natural talent and worked hard to make rapid progress. Even so, he's still struggling against opponents at the level of Robinson.

  "Hmm, before we can take care of ourselves, we need to think of other ways." Holma reminded, "Spending money is also a means, but be careful, if the thugs you hire are not good, it will be counterproductive."

  This time's action had some trusted followers performing well, and naturally, Tang Don would have to give them a reward; otherwise, why would they follow him?

  Although Downton didn't lack this amount of money, any gemstone would have been enough to pay for it, but he didn't even need to use his wallet, the three big bosses promised to send over the gold coins which were already sufficient.

  The dagger mine was closed, and they couldn't escape at all. Hiding was the most foolish thing to do, unless they didn't want to stand in the mine anymore. If Tang Dun found them, they would definitely be beaten half to death, so they used their best delaying tactics.

  "Thirty thousand gold coins is too much, we can't gather it in a short time, can you give us a few more days?" The three big foremen saw Tang Don appear in the dormitory and immediately put on a pleading expression, looking like they had just been robbed of their underwear by thugs.

  "How many have you prepared?" Tang Don asked.

  "Five thousand." The three big foremen finished speaking and had already prepared themselves for a beating.

  "Today, you must take out 10,000 gold coins, otherwise, you won't be able to do big business in the future." Tang Dun sat on the bed and opened the Demon Medicine Scripture.

  A big foreman was still crying and complaining, after being kicked down by Jackson, he grabbed his collar and dragged him into the corridor, immediately followed by a mournful howl.

  "We're even." The two big foremen saw that Tongdon was not to be trifled with, and compromised by quietly producing ten Durlanek gold notes.

  Dunton took it and flipped through it casually.

  There are many types of gold tickets, but they all serve the same purpose, which is as a storage certificate issued by various major banks that can be used for circulation like currency.

  They are made of rare metals that have been processed with magic and are as thin as paper, soft enough to be folded and bent at will.

  If a large number of counterfeit gold tickets circulate in the market and cannot be identified, they will inevitably have a huge impact on a country's economy. Therefore, even a third-rate country like Germany has spared no effort in making gold tickets.

  The golden ticket of the Nine Great Empires, which already represents the highest technology in alchemy and rune studies, even the numbers marked above are all tainted with demonic medicine.

  "You rest, I'm leaving."

  Gold tickets have only developed in the past thousand years, so Tang Dun even got Polusna's Hohenzollern Bank, and didn't see a single gold ticket. To say that from birth to now, he hasn't even touched one, let alone seen a gold ticket exceeding over a thousand yuan.

  With 10,000 taels of gold in his possession, Tang suddenly felt a pang of melancholy.

  "What's wrong with you? The gems in your pocket are worth more than this!" Holma was puzzled.

  "The wealth displayed by jewels is not intuitive enough, and besides, you don't understand the longing of poor people for gold tickets." Downton smiled, "The amount on the gold ticket is probably one of the most wonderful words in this world."

  "Vulgarity is unbearable." Holma scorned, "Timeless classic masterpieces are the most perfect writings."

  Downton didn't argue with Holma on this topic, because once literature was mentioned, it could absolutely cast a magical glow over an entire evening, making him sleep poorly.

  Upon entering the villa, Tang Don was soon informed by the servant that Dofenke was in his study attending to official business and had only given him ten minutes for their conversation.

  "Sir, I'd like to take a half-day off tomorrow and go to Morning Mist Town." Tang Dun knocked on the door and entered, getting straight to the point.

  "Reason!" Dofenke took off his glasses and looked at Tanton, his tone was cold, but he was very satisfied in his heart. He already knew what had happened just now. Tanton rushed into Building No. 1 and gave the supervisor a heavy blow, which greatly improved his recent depressed mood.

  "Half of the adventurers we hired quit after learning that our opponent was Dusavovich, and it's a waste of money to keep them on. It would be better to fire them and hire a new batch." Tondon quickly found an excuse, "It's best not to hire local mercenaries because they know Dusavovich's great name, and if there really is a conflict, they will definitely be two-faced."

  "Uh, I've also found this issue."

  Dofenk just didn't want to appear incompetent, he had just taken over the mine and was unfamiliar with everything, various tasks were overwhelming, just checking accounts and calculating how many gold coins Moshafei had embezzled in all these years took up a lot of his time, where did he have the leisure to deal with those mercenaries?

  "What are you going to do?" Downton assumed an attitude of eager attention, which greatly satisfied the vanity of Daufenk.

  "Leave it to you." Dofenk opened the cabinet, pulled out a note from one of them, and took out ten gold tickets, placing them on the desk. "Here are ten gold tickets worth 10,000 gold coins. Take them to hire some reliable mercenaries!"

  "Thank you for your trust." Danton didn't think that Mulfenke would actually give him money, but thinking about it, as the new master of the mine, he absolutely had many opportunities to make a big profit.

  "As long as you work hard, the position of supervisor is yours, and I will keep it for you." Dofenk threw out the bait, thinking that by saying so, Tangton would definitely be willing to work hard for him.

  In fact, those ten thousand gold coins were also a kind of indirect recognition.

  If he's an old hand, he'll understand that Mulder has tacitly allowed him to take a cut for himself, filling his own pockets and also implying giving him the right.

  In charge of selecting mercenaries is a job that determines the fate of others, and Dofenke believes that once Tondon has a taste of it, he will become infatuated and more loyal to himself.

  "Thank you for your appreciation." Danton showed a suitably grateful expression, then furrowed his brow. "I think when I go in and out of the mine, those guards who are with the overseer might give me some trouble? Maybe I'll do something 'excessive', of course, without causing any trouble for you."

  "I've never been afraid of trouble, and my people will absolutely not be bullied in the mine." Dofenk understood what Tangton meant, and for once, he showed a rare domineering air, revealing a smile. "Go ahead with confidence, as long as you have a justifiable reason, no matter what you do, I'll take responsibility for it."

  Tang Dun won't believe such a promise, Duofenke is not an ordinary person who can climb to his current position, when the time comes, he will play a trick of "the rabbit dies and the dog is cooked", and he will have no choice but to cry.

  "I won't disturb your rest anymore." Tong Dun stood up and walked out of the study after seeing Duofenke nod.

  "Don't rush off, go to the servant's quarters." Holma projected an arrowhead, pointing to the room, and then listed what needed to be done on the page.

  Downton knocked on the door and waited for several minutes before a yawning maid opened it.

  "Sister, want to earn two gold coins?" Tang Dun took out a gold DeLorean and shook it, handing it to the maid.

  "What do you want me to do?" The maid became alert, but her small movement of receiving the gold coin revealed her greedy mind.

  "What does the master like to drink?" Tong asked, peeking through the crack in the door, and saw two servants dozing off inside.

  "Coffee, black tea!"

  "Ah, simple, the master's teacup is empty, you go refill it for him, but change to coffee and add some hot milk!" Downton recalled that the master's teacup was red tea, only if the maid changed it would he have a chance to ask why she did so.

  "Alright." It's a small matter, the maid thought it was no big deal, "How about another gold coin?"

  "I'll give it to you after I've finished, if the person in charge asks why I changed the coffee..."

  Before Tang Don finished speaking, the maid had already chimed in, "I said it was you who made me do this. Young man, you're very clever, not many people are so 'concerned' about their master's affairs. He will definitely have a deep impression of you after hearing this."

  The maid is not stupid, she understands Tang's meaning, and after taking a closer look, she finds that Zhang is quite good-looking, exactly the young miner who has been in the spotlight recently, and it is said that he became a foreman in less than a week.

  "No wonder others can get ahead and earn more, just this mindset is not simple." The maid felt that she should correct herself and be more diligent in serving Dofinek from now on.

  "Very well, but remember, don't say anything unnecessary. If I don't see an improvement in Downton's attitude towards me next time we meet, your work here is done." Lord Grantham issued the threat, not wanting the maid to gossip.

  Watching Downton's sinking expression, the maid's heart tightened and she nodded unconsciously.

  "Why switch to coffee?" Dofenque asked as he watched the maid pour away the lukewarm tea.

  "It was Mr. Downton who told me to do so, he said that drinking this at night can restore vitality." The maid replied truthfully with a very humble attitude.

  "Hmm!" Dofenke nodded and continued reading at his desk, but in his heart, he had a higher evaluation of Tangton.