My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

The palace doors were closed, and the women were driven away.

The hall suddenly emptied, leaving only the woman in red kneeling in the middle. She raised her head, looked at Lin Mo, and spoke.

"Your Majesty, my name is Hongzhi, and I am..."

"Aren't you called Zhang Cuicui?"

Ottmu's voice came from the side.

He leaned against Lin Mo's stool leg, his eyebrows raised and lowered, exposing Zhang Cuicui's words.

Zhang Cuicui's words caught in her throat, and her lips twitched slightly.

"Um... Red Orchid is my nickname, I..."

"Alright."

Lin Mo raised his hand to interrupt her.

He glanced at Otmu.

"Go on."

Otmu cleared his throat and stood up straight.

"When I was the city lord of Mingbei City, I investigated that squad, especially this guy."

As he spoke, Otem pointed at Zhang Cuicui.

"She needs to consume at least three men every month to satisfy her desires. Her methods are extremely vicious. Most of them die suddenly from rectal prolapse. Almost all the male members of her squad have had relations with her..."

With each sentence he spoke, He Yuan's face paled a little more.

When he mentioned "sudden death from rectal prolapse," he subconsciously took a half step back, his mouth twitching violently.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Zhang Cuicui was full of fear and disgust, as if he were looking at something dirty.

He never imagined that such a person would slip through the ranks of the "selected ladies" selected by the Ministry of Internal Affairs after three rounds of screening.

This is absolutely terrible.

After Otmu finished speaking, He Yuan's face was the same color as the wall.

Lin Mo leaned back in his chair.

He looked at Zhang Cuicui for a few seconds.

"With your file like this, how dare you come?"

His voice was flat.

"Besides, we're enemies. Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Zhang Cuicui knelt on the ground, her face turning from red to white, and then from white to green.

She opened her mouth, as if trying to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

Those excuses are as light as paper compared to the data from Aotemu.

Yin Xue jumped off Lin Mo's shoulder, crossed his arms, and approached with great interest.

She circled around Zhang Cuicui, tilted her head to examine her, then stopped and sniffed her.

Yin Xue frowned.

"Why do you smell like seafood, and... um, like a dead person?"

Zhang Cuicui's expression changed completely.

It wasn't fear, but a kind of grotesque ugliness that comes after being exposed.

Her body twisted suddenly.

A short dagger slid out of his sleeve with his right hand, its blade gleaming with a ghostly blue light, and he thrust it straight toward Yin Xue's face!

high speed.

It's faster than a level 30 hero could possibly be.

But the dagger stopped in mid-air.

Zhang Cuicui's arm froze there, as if it had been nailed to the ground by something.

She remained leaning forward, as if her blood was being controlled by something.

Her fingers were only three inches away from Yin Xue's nose, but those three inches felt like an entire world.

Yin Xue didn't even move.

She simply stood there, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the dagger, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"this one?"

She has already absorbed 90% of the soul fragments within the Holy Ancient Empire.

The current Yin Xue is no longer that tiny little devil who needed Lin Mo's protection.

Zhang Cuicui's pupils contracted, and the ferocity on her face froze into fear.

She tried desperately to pull her hand back, but her arm felt like it was filled with lead and wouldn't budge.

No one in the hall was surprised.

Mianmian even yawned and poked her head out from Lin Mo's arms.

He glanced at it, then shrank back to continue sleeping.

Lin Mo stood up and walked to Zhang Cuicui.

He looked down at her, his voice flat.

"Who exactly are you?"

Zhang Cuicui suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with frantic hatred, and roared through gritted teeth.

"Lin Mo! Yin Xue! You two demons! You colluded to slaughter all living beings! You will never have a good end! Lord Sea God will surely punish you!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, turned to look at Yin Xue beside him, and said casually, "Looks like they're here for you. I'll leave it to you."

"no problem!"

Yin Xue chuckled, rubbed his hands together, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"It's been a while since I've interrogated anyone. I'd like to see which fool dares to send someone to assassinate me."

As she spoke, she extended two slender fingers and gently touched Zhang Cuicui's temples.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt much."

A dark red energy surged from her fingertips into Zhang Cuicui's mind.

Zhang Cuicui's body suddenly stiffened, her eyes rolled back instantly, she made a strange hoarse sound, and her limbs convulsed violently.

In just over ten seconds, she seemed to have all her strength drained away, collapsing limply to the ground and completely losing consciousness.

Yin Xue withdrew his finger and closed his eyes to process the memories he had just extracted.

His facial expression became somewhat strange, as if he were surprised, or perhaps speechless.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Mo asked.

Yin Xue curled her lip: "See for yourself."

After she finished speaking, she waved her little hand.

A dark red light screen unfolded in mid-air, projecting the memories that had just been extracted.

The first thing that appears in the light screen is the rushing river.

Zhang Cuicui was swept away by the flood in Shiyi Village.

He drifted in the water for three days and three nights, and was on the verge of death when he was pulled out by a group of passing human traffickers.

When the traffickers discovered she was a hero, they were overjoyed and took her to the black market in the South China Sea, where they auctioned her off at a high price.

Finally, a few people dressed in black robes, their bodies reeking of the salty smell of the sea, took her picture.

The scene shifts, and Zhang Cuicui is escorted into a magnificent underwater palace.

On the throne in the palace sat a middle-aged man with a human torso and a fish tail.

His hair was gray and his face was withered.

He clutched a teleportation crystal tightly in his hand, on which was playing a video of Lin Mo ascending the throne.

The mermaid trembled when she saw Yin Xue.

"puff--"

The last mouthful of blood spurted violently onto the crystal.

Her eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred. She slammed her fist on the armrest of the throne and roared, "That demon! She's still alive! She drove my daughter mad! She turned her into a monster! And she's still alive! How dare she?!"

He is the current Mermaid King, and also the father of the Mermaid Queen who was driven mad by Yin Xue after his artifact was stolen.

After venting for a long time, the Mermaid King finally calmed down and stopped breathing.

He turned to look at Zhang Cuicui, who was being held captive in the palace, his eyes as cold as the sea.

"Transform her into a death puppet, erase her mind, leaving only the order to assassinate Yin Xue. Have her infiltrate the human empire's palace; I'll stop at nothing to kill Yin Xue!"

The video ends here.

The light curtain dissipated, and the hall fell silent.

Lin Mo's lips twitched as he looked at Yin Xue.

"Queen of the Mermaids, I remember the Demon King's Encyclopedia says, you've driven her crazy."

Yin Xue immediately became excited.

"Who said that? I only stole their artifact. The queen went mad on her own. What does it have to do with me?"

Lin Mo looked at the agitated Yin Xue and shook his head helplessly.

Are there any demigod-level powerhouses among the merfolk?

Upon hearing this, Yin Xue's blood-red eyes lit up, as if he had instantly become interested.

Pointing to the mermaid king in the light screen.

"Yes, he is a demigod! He was against my marriage to the Mermaid Queen back then, but I beat him into submission."

Lin Mo couldn't help but shake his head, thinking to himself that this guy was really unlucky.

However, now is not the time to pity others. He is worried that his level 80 Saint Awakening needs to kill a demigod, but he can't find a target.

Now that the merfolk have come to us of their own accord and even sent spies to assassinate us, it's a perfect excuse.

Lin Mo withdrew his gaze and turned to look at He Yuan, who was pale-faced and at a loss for what to do.

"He Yuan, write this down: the merfolk sent spies to infiltrate the palace with the intention of assassinating me, and they almost succeeded."

He Yuan was stunned and hadn't reacted yet when Lin Mo continued.

"From this point forward, the Human Empire will immediately declare war on the Merfolk."

"..."

He Yuan swallowed hard, then mustered his courage and stammered, "Your Majesty, we just declared war on the entire continent, and now... we're going to fight again?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo raised an eyebrow slightly: "Otherwise what?"