Graystone Diggers Crew
"Benefactor, we meet again."
From deep within the mine, the sound of footsteps approached, a group of ragged, haggard people walking towards Mike.
Their numbers had increased significantly, with two to three hundred people visible at a glance.
Clearly, many miners had been petrified by Medusa and had now regained their mobility.
It was the same mining leader who greeted Mike, "Thank you for everything you've done, the Graystone Diggers Crew is at your eternal service."
"Graystone Diggers Crew is at your eternal service, sir!"
Nearly three hundred miners simultaneously removed their mining caps, held them against their chests, bowed slightly, and chorused.
"No need for formalities, I've only made a small contribution."
Mike had two mines with tens of millions of tons, and it was time to staff up.
It was unrealistic for him to mine alone.
The appearance of this group of miners perfectly solved Mike's problem.