Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

Chapter 439: You've Suffered an Injustice Over This Matter

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After Yang Ling beat that Water Transport Guild Seventh-Rank expert to death, he looked at Nangong Linghe once more. He truly wasn't afraid of this man.

But many of his methods were not suitable for use in front of a large crowd.

After some thought, he said to Nangong Linghe:

"Jump into the sea and feed the fish yourself."

Nangong Linghe had just recovered from the shock of his subordinate's death, and hearing this sentence, he was completely stunned.

He suspected that the person standing before him was not a Sixth-Rank Ironclad of the Ironclad Department.

But a madman.

A flicker of anger surfaced in Nangong Linghe's eyes:

"Yang Ling, don't go too far! You killed my Water Transport Guild's Seventh-Rank expert, and now you want me to jump into the sea and feed the fish?"

The various experts were silently observing Yang Ling at this moment, their gazes carrying a fair amount of wariness.

Having watched the spectacle this long, they felt they could no longer bear to keep watching.

They feared being inadvertently dragged into it and also getting slapped to death and thrown into the sea.

Today, on this ship, besides Lu Xiangdi's group of players, there were quite a few other players present.

These Canal Worker players had never imagined that Yang Ling, the Number One on the Ranking, would kill a Water Transport Guild Seventh-Rank over Lu Xiangdi's group's matter!

This was no ordinary Canal Worker!

A Seventh-Rank expert could stand on any stage, anywhere!

They even felt that if they could reach the Seventh-Rank realm within ten years of game time, it would count as achieving their dream and becoming a local overlord!

"The Sect Masters of Third-Rate sects in the Divine Realm are only at Seventh-Rank cultivation..."

"How did Lu Xiangdi and the others get so lucky? When did they get involved with Rank One Yang and even become Ironclads?"

Amidst the shock, quite a few players suddenly felt a stir of interest in their hearts.

Secretly, they calculated that once today's matter was over, they would muster their courage and thicken their skin to go chat with this Rank One Yang.

"Your discipline is lax, and you indulged your subordinates in framing Ironclad Department agents, and at such a critical time no less. What exactly are you plotting in your heart?"

"We're heading to Fire Flood Dragon Island right now! That place is already incredibly dangerous, and this battle will involve fighting the Rong tribe until the sky darkens and the earth grows dim."

"And before we've even arrived, you're already starting to make trouble for my Ironclad Department?"

"Nangong Linghe! I now command you, in my capacity as Chief Constable of the First Division, Public Security Department of the Ironclad Department, to jump into the sea and feed the fish yourself!"

Yang Ling pointed at Nangong Linghe's nose and shouted.

"Hiss-"

Seeing this, Wei Xing could not help but gasp sharply in her heart.

She now suddenly suspected that the other party's earlier threat to kick her head open might very well not have been an empty threat. Perhaps that was genuinely what he was thinking!

"What is going on with this junior?! Why is his temperament so bizarre..."

She was somewhat puzzled and instinctively looked up toward that person in the high place, but saw no trace of him. She hurriedly looked toward Ji Kongliu instead.

"Chief Constable Yang, Nangong Linghe can be interrogated first and dealt with afterward. I'll handle the questioning."

Ji Kongliu quickly stepped forward and positioned himself between Yang Ling and Nangong Linghe.

His face, Yang Ling naturally had to give.

Afterward, he walked toward Zhao Yan.

A trace of bewilderment appeared in Zhao Yan's eyes, and she instinctively stepped back a few paces.

Monk Mingfa secretly gasped sharply and immediately pulled out a stack of silver notes from his waist:

"Chief Constable Yang, here are five thousand taels of fine silver, considered this poor monk's compensation on their behalf. Amitabha, excellent, excellent!"

Yang Ling casually accepted it: "Monk Mingfa, don't be so foolish in the future, getting used as a weapon without even knowing it."

Monk Mingfa nodded repeatedly:

"Exactly, exactly. This poor monk will surely recite sutras before Buddha to atone upon returning to Bitter Awareness Temple."

Seeing this, the two representatives from Yellow Court Temple and Chuyuan Sword Sect also each took out five thousand taels in silver notes as compensation.

Yang Ling accepted those as well.

Zhao Yan instinctively dug around, only to discover she had merely a few hundred taels of silver on her, nowhere near able to scrape together five thousand taels.

Seeing Yang Ling continuously approaching her, her face turned somewhat pale.

Fortunately, Xu Zegang reacted extremely quickly, stepping forward with five thousand taels in silver notes to ease the situation.

"This is your compensation. However, you are one of the masterminds behind this, so for the remainder of the journey, you will be under our Ironclad Department's supervision."

"Before we reach Fire Flood Dragon Island, you may only stay in the cabin. If I learn you've stepped out even half a step, I'll kick your head open and throw you into the sea to feed the fish."

Yang Ling counted the silver notes and casually ordered.

Zhao Yan was left dumbfounded.

Yang Ling frowned: "Did you hear me clearly?"

"I understand."

Zhao Yan said slowly.

The rest was simple.

Ji Kongliu had already handled things lightly on his end, no longer seeking trouble with Nangong Linghe.

Of the four players who had given false testimony, aside from the first one who rushed to confess, the remaining three had already been taken away and imprisoned by the Ironclads. Upon returning to Zhao State, they would be dealt with according to the law.

In all likelihood, they would be locked up for about half a year.

Yang Ling tossed the compensation from Zhao Yan and the other three directly to Lu Xiangdi's group, letting them divide it among themselves.

Lu Xiangdi and the others were so excited their hearts pounded wildly.

Even if this massive sum were split evenly among everyone, each person would still walk away with quite a bit!

Just kneeling for a while and getting such a huge sum in return, it was an absolute steal!

Many players watched with unconcealed envy.

At the beginning of the game, these silver notes were incredibly important resources!

They could be exchanged for Spirit Nurturing Pills at any time to boost one's martial strength!

They could also let one live a better life in the game!

Ji Kongliu walked over and handed Yang Ling the Foundation Consolidation Pill, Purple Sun Flower, and Spirit Nurturing Pill that had previously been used to falsely accuse Lu Xiangdi's group.

"These have been confiscated. You can grant them to your subordinates as compensation."

Seeing this, Yang Ling gave these items to Lu Xiangdi's group as well.

The Ironclads on the ship, seeing this scene, wore expressions of envy.

Lu Xiangdi and the others secretly gasped sharply, looking ecstatically at these Foundation Consolidation Pills, Spirit Nurturing Pills, and Purple Sun Flowers.

This was another massive windfall!

"Alright, everyone, there's no need to watch the spectacle here anymore. Disperse."

Ji Kongliu waved his hand.

Nangong Linghe left quickly with a dark expression, and though his group of subordinates were furious inside, they all endured it.

Not a single one brought up the Water Transport Guild Seventh-Rank who had just been beaten to death.

Ji Kongliu glanced at him, then seeing that Wei Xing and the others had also dispersed, lowered his voice:

"Chief Constable Yang, why did you just beat the Water Transport Guild Seventh-Rank to death?

You've completely offended the Water Transport Guild now!

Be careful they don't trip you up on their ships in the future."

"Director Ji, someone had to feed the fish over this matter. Nangong Linghe wasn't very likely, Zhao Yan wasn't very likely either, and that Water Transport Guild Seventh-Rank was just perfect."

"If no one feeds the fish, how can our Ironclad Department maintain its dignity? That lord who just put me in charge of handling things would likely also be displeased in his heart."

"Sometimes you know full well you can't afford to offend someone, but you have to offend them anyway. This kind of thing can only be handled by this subordinate. I couldn't possibly let you, my lord, take action."

Yang Ling said with a solemn expression.

Lu Xiangdi and the others were still present, and hearing these words, they secretly drew in a sharp breath. The way they looked at Yang Ling was no longer the admiration and worship they once had for the Number One on the Ranking, but now carried an added layer of awe!

As fellow players, they had never even considered this angle!

Ji Kongliu thought it over carefully, then looked Yang Ling up and down with slight astonishment, before nodding slightly and patting Yang Ling's shoulder:

"This matter... you've suffered an injustice."

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