Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 357 - 43: The Beautiful Sanctuary Stronghold (Major Section)_3

Song Que felt something was amiss, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was.

After lunch, Song Que wandered around the house, and he noticed a photograph hanging on the wall.

What puzzled him was that the photograph seemed too small.

The frame was obviously larger than the photo, which naturally featured a family of three, with Lu Ming probably not yet ten years old at the time.

However, before he could look at it for long, Lu Ming quite familiarly requested Song Que’s company to play.

Song Que did not refuse.

Playing with an innocently cheerful child always brought a sense of relaxation and joy.

There were none of the likes of The 39th Fortress’ Fallen Street here in the lower levels.

On the way, Song Que saw no signs of any illicit, illegal underground industries.

Every person he saw had a smile on their face.

Only one pregnant woman, probably suffering from prenatal depression, appeared somewhat frightened, but her husband was tenderly comforting her in the park.

These scenes were all very beautiful.

Song Que thought maybe he should visit the mining area? To see if, as Mr. Lu had said, even the gifted miners would take part in mining.

He admitted he was being overly sensitive.

Indeed, Lu Chao’an’s explanation was reasonable, but Song Que still felt something was off.

Thinking this, he didn’t play with Lu Ming for long. After helping Lu Ming buy some children’s toys, he took Lu Ming home.

Madam Wu felt quite apologetic that a guest had to spend money on toys for her child.

But Song Que’s cordial smile always conveyed reassurance, making it difficult to refuse such kindness.

All of these moments seemed so beautiful, whether it was people’s lives or their warm hospitality and simple nature.

Song Que said, "To tell you the truth, I actually came here to learn how to manage a fortress like Lord Zhuo does. After Mr. Lu’s clarification, everything became clear. There really is a society where everyone is equal, especially inside the Pyramid, which is truly remarkable."

Madam Wu’s expression became slightly unnatural, but she quickly smiled contentedly:

"Indeed, those of us living here are very happy."

"Could you tell me which part of the mining area belongs to our fortress?" Song Que asked.

"This… I’m not sure, my husband worries about me and doesn’t want me to do heavy work, so he never let me go to the mining area. However, I do have a map of it."

Madam Wu said before going to fetch the map.

Song Que had a moment of doubt.

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Madam Wu had never been to the mining area—

Such a family was quite ordinary, meaning that it was likely that many women and elderly had never been to the mining area.

These people formed a significant proportion, even with gifted miners, didn’t this still mean too many were missing?

Song Que didn’t believe that a fortress that hadn’t developed a seventh layer would have that many powerful gifted individuals.

It was feasible for gifted individuals to mine, but it was equivalent to sacrificing part of the hunting yield.

Song Que didn’t ponder for long as Madam Wu quickly returned with the map and pointed out the location.

"This is what my husband told me. I haven’t been there myself, but this is where he works," she said.

"Thank you. I’ll visit the mining area later to learn from the experience," Song Que replied.

"Please be careful, sir. I’ve heard that the mining areas are quite dangerous," Madam Wu warned.

Song Que nodded, committing the location to memory.

The area was familiar, just the currently known green zone, after all.

Song Que remembered he should have been there before, but didn’t recall much of the scene, assuming it wasn’t much different from other mining areas.

The day’s events confirmed that he should visit again.

Later in the day, Song Que went to the transmission station.

This aspect was indeed similar to the lower levels of the First Fortress and The 39th Fortress.

During times when portable transmission rifts couldn’t be used, the holy land fortresses also adhered to this rule.

People traveled to and from the mining areas through the transmission station.

There were two transmission stations in the lower levels, but one was covered by a huge curtain, displaying it was malfunctioning and needed repair.

Song Que followed some other people through the other teleportation gate.

Upon arriving in the mining area, Song Que saw the people mining there.

There were quite a few individuals, clearly a mixed mining area of several fortresses.

Looking around, Song Que couldn’t see the end of the ore veins, nor could he be certain which miners belonged to the holy land fortress.

He frowned and continued to observe along the boundary.

Along the way, he saw only a few gifted individuals.

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But this was normal; only the non-gifted would come to mine.

It was only after a long walk that Song Que finally saw a group of gifted miners.

The result, however, was somewhat unsatisfactory. These gifted miners were efficient, true, but not by much more, and their expressions seemed reluctant, as if they had been assigned a lowly task.

What puzzled Song Que the most was that all these people were gifted individuals. Perhaps the others were non-gifted, and he simply couldn’t distinguish them?

Song Que returned the way he came, and by the end, he was certain of one thing.

Lu Chao’an had spoken the truth.

Indeed, the holy land fortress had arranged for gifted individuals to participate in mining.

But unlike what Song Que had seen, the gifted seemed to exhibit a certain laziness. They didn’t show much higher efficiency than ordinary people.

The day brought many doubts to Song Que.

But he couldn’t deny that the holy land fortress really was an anomaly among all the fortresses.