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"And more importantly~~~"
Mog said softly, "You yourself wouldn't take such a approach, but the enemies you're facing are ruthless and unscrupulous."
"They will stop you, hold you down, and even resort to any means necessary, including eliminating you."
"Although I know you are not afraid of such difficulties..."
Seeing that Mitchell Aston was about to say something, Mogg shook his head and interrupted him:
"But I am not optimistic about your actions and the future outcome in this matter."
"You have your own bottom line that you insist on and that cannot be broken, but your enemies don't care at all."
"One is to impose constraints on oneself, the other is to do whatever one pleases without restraint..."
"Well then, I can only wish you good luck."
Mog once again expressed his pessimism.
And that's exactly what ultimately happened.
Anida's father, in the end, wasn't sent to court by Mitchell Aston.
Instead, he was assassinated by members of the Zoldyck family.
This practice of double-crossing and resorting to violence to destroy the Spicy Mountain mining industry was the only way to end it.
In retrospect, it's quite ironic.
"I will win!"
Mitchell Aston's determination remained unwavering.
Even though he knew that what Mog said was true and that it was a well-intentioned and friendly reminder for him.
But he remained unwavering and stubbornly insisted on doing this...
"Some things just have to be done by someone."
Mitchell Aston clenched his fists and said, word by word.
I agree with that, but...
Mog looked at him, then looked up at the distant sky: "This shouldn't have been something you did."
Yes, even Micah Aston could clearly see the harm and evil brought about by the minerals in such a Spicy Mountain.
Mog absolutely refused to believe that the higher-ups in the V5 organization wouldn't understand, be unaware of, or know anything about it.
Unless they are all blind and deaf, but that is obviously impossible.
They turned a blind eye and did nothing, even pretending not to see it.
Perhaps they also have a share of the profits from this spicy mountain.
They are also part of the chain of interests.
They might only be able to deal with Spicy Mountain once they've squeezed all their profits dry.
Then they can take this opportunity to expose the crimes of Spicy Mountain to the public, and then act on behalf of the righteous side.
Once again, they gained a positive reputation through Spicy Fragrance Mountain, extracting the last remaining value from it.
Everything was so perfect.
If Mija Aston wanted to make a move against Spicy Mountain at this time...
Perhaps, besides resistance from within Spicy Mountain itself...
"You may even face pressure from within the Hunter Association."
Mog kindly reminded him at the end.
"How can this be?!"
Mija Aston frowned, still somewhat skeptical.
"You need to understand, this world isn't just about black and white..."
Mog looked at Micah Aston's attire and smiled: "Perhaps it's just a delicate gray."
A delicate... gray dish?
Micah Aston pondered Mog's words, and the more he thought about them, the more reasonable they seemed!
"I think this is the final, tragic ending of this farcical drama..."
Mog turned away, leaving Mitchell Aston with his final words:
"It will end in a vicious cycle of assassination, where the thieves devour the thieves and violence reigns supreme."
Sometimes, the forces of justice are far more effective than the forces of the dark world.
Mitchell Aston's brows were almost twisted into a knot.
He didn't quite agree with that explanation.
He wanted to retort again, but suddenly realized that Mog had already walked away.
"who are you?!!"
"Miza Aston asked in a loud voice."
"My name is Mog, and I am an inventor."
A faint sound came from afar.
Mog... [Inventor]?!
Mitchell Aston ran the name through his mind several times, but he couldn't make any impression on it.
He was certain he had never heard of this person before.
"And... he calls himself an 'inventor,' which means..."
Just as the thought crossed Miza Aston's mind, he heard a soft voice drifting from afar:
"If you encounter danger, take those pills immediately."
"They might save your life in a critical moment."
The sound weakened to almost inaudible at 4.5, and then disappeared completely.
"pill??"
Micah Aston then noticed that a strip of pills had been placed where Mog had been standing.
It was a pinkish-purple blister pack containing four yellow pills.
Moreover, around the four yellow pills were written words that Mija Aston could not understand.
"Is this the language of some ancient kingdom?"
Mitchell Aston pondered for a moment.
This wasn't his forte, so he put it away and kept it safe for the time being.
Since that inventor named Mog knew his current situation, he even gave him something like this.
If he is trustworthy, then this supposedly life-saving pill he offered...
Perhaps at certain crucial moments, it will really come in handy and have an effect.
And the man named Mog, Miza Aston discovered through this conversation and a short period of observation.
He should still be trustworthy for the time being.
Moreover, one should not so easily believe in so-called life-saving pills given by others.
He would only resort to such a desperate measure as a last resort, when there was absolutely no other way.
As Micha Aston thought this, he looked up again at the ore from the Spicy Mountain not far away.
To him, the glittering, sparkling ore was nothing but a symbol of sin, filled with blood and tears.
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Mogg greatly admired Mitchell Aston's character, as well as his unwavering beliefs and principles.
And that unwavering determination and will, full of awareness.
Therefore, although he was not interested in the matter of Spicy Mountain, he did not want to get involved.
However, if there are pioneers like Miza Aston who are willing to go regardless of the consequences.
Mog wouldn't try to stop him, much less attack or suppress him.
While others are striving forward for the principles and justice of this world.
Even if you don't offer help or support from behind, you should at least keep quiet and not stab us in the back.
Therefore, assuming Mog's abilities are sufficient.
On the contrary, he didn't mind offering a little help to pioneers like Mitchell Aston.
For example~
The [Animal Escape Pill] that he left for Mitchell Aston.
Invention: [Animal-style Escape Pill]
Source: Doraemon World - Future Technology Company.
Effect: This is a set of four pills. After taking them, you will have the escape and refuge abilities of animals such as a chameleon (camouflage, body and clothes change color), a lizard (tail detachment for survival, clothes tearing), a turtle (hard shell, head and limbs retract into clothes, clothes are very tough), and a skunk (releasing foul odor).
It can be said that they are using the protective abilities of animals to create space and opportunities for themselves to escape.
Initially, there were only four types of these "animal escape pills".
However, four more pills were added later, making a total of eight pills including the original four.
The four newly added pills respectively grant the escape and refuge abilities of an opossum (playing dead, becoming completely stiff for a while after fainting), an octopus (spitting ink, spraying ink from its mouth), a porcupine (back spikes, growing a bunch of needles from its back), and an electric eel (electric shock, requiring the other party to touch it to generate electricity).
Well, the only thing that Mog regrets is that there are no bovine abilities in it.
Otherwise, it would fit Mitchell Aston's future image and codename quite well.
"However, cows are already quite large and strong, so nature really doesn't need to give them any extra abilities."
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