...
Soon, after bidding farewell to Du Ya and her husband, since he couldn't drive after drinking, Qin Ning simply took Su Xingwan and flew directly back to the villa.
To be precise, they teleported back.
After taking a shower and getting some sleep, he woke up the next morning.
Qin Ning was woken up by the ringing of his phone.
Glancing at the caller ID, he saw it was Elder Zeng.
He paused for a moment before pressing the answer button. "Elder Zeng, calling me this early in the morning, is something the matter?"
"Haha, I didn't disturb your rest, did I?" Elder Zeng's laughter came through the phone.
"Of course not."
With a cultivation base at Qin Ning's level, whether he slept or not no longer mattered.
"Here's the situation. Just now at the portal, Elder Wu sent someone over saying there's an emergency and he needs your help. If you have time, please make a trip there." Elder Zeng didn't waste words and directly stated his purpose.
"An emergency?"
Qin Ning was slightly taken aback, then nodded. "Alright, I'll head over directly in a bit."
After hanging up the phone, he briefly washed up, then went down to the living room. After having breakfast with Yang Xin and the others and watching them drive off to the company, Qin Ning didn't hesitate. With a leap, he vanished from his spot.
About half a minute later, on Planet Wei, inside a massive base.
In the middle of the plaza, Qin Ning suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Elder Wu seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. Seeing Qin Ning appear, he immediately rushed forward to greet him. "Young Master Qin."
"Did something happen?" Qin Ning asked.
Elder Wu nodded with a solemn expression. "A small accident occurred at the western mining area. The entrance and exit collapsed, and currently, dozens of workers are trapped below. We've thought of many solutions, but considering the instability of the mine and to prevent a secondary collapse, after much discussion, there is still no viable method we can implement. So..."
"What's the location?" Qin Ning nodded.
Elder Wu had prepared very thoroughly. Hearing this, he directly pulled out a map and pointed to a marked red area on it.
"Right here."
Qin Ning took a look. After confirming the direction, he released his divine sense, instantly covering the entirety of Planet Wei.
Swish!
Then, he placed his hand on Elder Wu's shoulder. With a leap, he took the other party and vanished from the spot.
A few seconds later, when the two reappeared, they had already arrived deep within a mountain in the western region of Planet Wei.
Looking around, many people were currently pacing about the open ground of this mining area, and quite a few large machines had been driven over.
Not far away, the person in charge of the mining area was a middle-aged man in his forties named Han Mingjie. Wearing a hard hat, he was currently holding a rescue plan and engaging in a heated discussion with the others, his face full of exhaustion and anxiety.
"Elder Wu!"
When he saw that Elder Wu had somehow arrived here, a look of great shock immediately appeared on Han Mingjie's face.
He knew that the reason Planet Wei had been vigorously mining recently was because Elder Wu had personally issued the decree. Although he didn't know the reason, Han Mingjie understood that Elder Wu took the mining matters extremely seriously and would often visit the various mining areas.
Now that an accident had suddenly occurred at this mining area, it went without saying that the news must have reached Elder Wu's ears.
He just hadn't expected the other party to rush over personally so quickly.
"How many people are trapped below in total? Are there any casualties?" Qin Ning asked directly.
Han Mingjie looked at him curiously, then looked at Elder Wu, wondering about this young man's identity. But he didn't dare to ask too much and answered truthfully, "According to the statistics, a total of seventy-eight people are trapped underground. Furthermore, because they are trapped too deep, we have completely lost contact with them. So whether there are any casualties... cannot be confirmed."
"Seventy-eight people, huh..."
Qin Ning nodded, then took a few steps forward, arriving directly in front of the collapsed cave entrance. He released his divine sense, sweeping and investigating all the way underground.
"Seventy-six, seventy-seven, seventy-eight..."
Wherever his divine sense passed, Qin Ning detected that exactly seventy-eight people were alive. Currently, none were in life-threatening danger, trapped separately in several different underground areas.
"Found them."
He glanced at Elder Wu. "Seventy-eight people, they are all safe at the moment. I'll just go and bring them back."
"Good, good, then I'll have to trouble you." Hearing this, Elder Wu was immediately overjoyed. After hearing the news that all seventy-eight people were safe, he also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
"Young comrade, do you have some kind of method..."
Han Mingjie, however, had a face full of confusion. What did he mean by 'I'll just go and bring them back'?
Besides, didn't you just take two steps forward?
How could you dare say that the seventy-eight people below are all safe?
He was completely baffled and couldn't understand the situation at all.
What was the background of this young man that Elder Wu brought?
Most importantly, why did it look like Elder Wu respected him very much?
How was that possible?
Who was Elder Wu?
The ruler of Planet Wei!
What young man could make him bow and scrape like this?
Swish!
Just as various doubts flashed through Han Mingjie's mind, in the very next second, Qin Ning instantly vanished right before his eyes.
He was greatly startled, his face full of an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"Don't make a fuss."
Elder Wu snorted coldly. "Hurry up and notify the medical staff over there. Have them come here and get ready."
"Uh... oh... yes, yes... I'll go right away."
Han Mingjie took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart.
Meanwhile.
In a certain area below the mine.
Over a dozen workers were trapped here. They were all holding tools in their hands, struggling to dig.
"Stop digging, save your strength. We are currently at least a thousand meters away from the surface. It's impossible to dig our way out on our own. Furthermore, the exit and ventilation shafts are now blocked. Without an oxygen supply, it's best we just stay put, regulate our breathing, and pray that the people above hurry up with the rescue."
A man who looked like a foreman sat down, threw the tool in his hand onto the ground, and spoke while panting.
"Do we really still have hope? This is over a thousand meters underground, and judging from the magnitude of the shaking just now, I'm afraid the entire tunnel has collapsed. It's definitely not as simple as a partial cave-in," someone said in despair.
A man around thirty years old said with a sobbing tone, "My child is going to be born next month. I don't want to die. I don't want my child to be fatherless right from birth..."
Seeing this, the others all walked over and offered words of comfort.
The foreman patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry, it'll be fine. Trust in the country!"
"Yes, yes! Trust in the country!"
The crowd also spoke to each other, comforting one another.
Swish!
Right at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed, appearing out of thin air right in front of them.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”