Isn�t that a really stupid idea?

�okay.�The future is endlessly deposited in The Abyss.�Therefore, the longer an object has existed here, the closer it is to our reality.�If so, wouldn�t it be possible to predict events that haven�t happened yet?�I call it time mining.�

Sirone blinked.

�From then on, I thoroughly investigated Apocalypse.�I once picked up something that looked like a piece of paper abandoned deep in the mountains.�But it is information from the future that has not yet happened in reality.�

The irony that the garbage here becomes gold in reality.

�By collecting such information as it is, we predicted and prepared for what would happen in the future.�Emotional illness is one of them.�Of course, the reason you decided to do business with me was after hearing this explanation from me.�

�okay.�

Sirone was confident in his judgment at the time.

�I won�t ask about the deal.�But how did you gather that much information?�Even if it is trash, it would be difficult to find information about the near future.�

After Fermi, he blew his bangs.

�It was really hard.�I couldn�t find an answer because I was trying to do it alone.�That�s why I hired the entire parrot mercenary.�

�You mean Marsha-nee is here?�

Fermi smiled and pointed with his thumb at the lowlands covered with eucus.

�Do you want to go?�

The place where they flew through the sky was the middle of a city where a huge excavator was built.

Marsha was next to the excavator while the mercenary officers were sitting on a metal box and drinking.

Fermi walked with his hands behind his back.

�How are you?�

�what?�Fermi, what are you doing here���

Marsha, who found Sirone, stopped talking and then shouted, revealing a bright color.

�Hey, Sirone!�Guys!�Come and see.�A celebrity is here!�

Now, it is a mercenary group dealing with the world, but Sirone�s appearance was as expected.

�Sirone is Yahweh, right?�Vice-captain, didn�t you say you had a fight with that guy before?�

said Freeman, still eyebrowless, leaning his arm against the box and holding the bottle to his mouth.

�����It�s not with me.�

Marsha expressed her pleasure by messing with Sirone�s hair.

�This guy!�How have you become more handsome than before?�After all, a man must have power.�yes?�

Marsha had a knack for making it easy to say anything.

�You are still there.�How are you?�

�Hit 1!�It�s me, I�m going to die doing something I can�t even sell.�Detective, grave robbery, now construction work.�Who would have thought that singing mining songs would lead to real mining?� JrNovels.com