Elder Clinton waited for Leonard Churchill and Vera Williams, showing no curiosity as to why they were delayed.
One was a senior who wasn't interested.
The other was too young to understand.
Elder Clinton simply urged them on excitedly, "Let's keep going... We should be getting close to the front. Ouch, I can see a silvery glow on the rock wall! It must be right!"
Under the illumination of the mining lamps, the rock walls of the tunnel already showed specks of metallic luster.
That allure of silvery shine, more enchanting than silver ore, had to be Mithril ore that could gather Transcendent Elements.
And it looked like the purity was already very high.
So high that even a casual piece of rubble picked up from the ground felt unusually heavy in the hand.
Elder Clinton casually stuffed several chunks of rubble into his backpack and, with a harvest in hand, he led Pigeon into the pitch-dark passage even more energetically.
