"Miss, we've tallied it up. There are over thirty thousand brothers with Underwater Breathing potions, and a thousand with the miner profession. What are you planning to do..."
After the white-armored warrior went down, the tall, skinny ice mage took on the responsibility of communication. He looked at Han Siying with confusion, unsure of her intentions, and asked doubtfully, "Are we taking a different approach, planning to collapse this mountain directly so the territory breaks by itself? But that's a huge project! Without a year or so, it's impossible to think about it..."
The other players also showed troubled expressions; they're here to play a game, not work as laborers. Making them dig a mountain for a year would be worse than killing them!
Damn, this is too torturous...
"No need!"
Han Siying immediately vetoed it, "Thirty thousand people, right? That's enough! All those with Underwater Breathing potions, come with me. As for the plan, you'll know in a bit."