Why did you provoke me?

Yu Meng was a little confused after listening to what Secretary Wu said.

Wasn't it said that the Alien Battlefield was short of manpower? How come Xiao Wen and Captain Tian are also short of manpower?

So Yu Meng asked, "Can't Xiao Wen and Captain Tian hire local people to do the work?"

"Those people can only do some simple peripheral work. The core stuff still needs to be done by our own people," Secretary Wu said very clearly.

Yu Meng sighed, "But the people the cripple gave us can't really be considered one of our own anymore, can they?"

Secretary Wu sent another message to Yu Meng after a while. "Teacher Yu, this matter..." Before he could even send those words, Yu Meng's message came again.

"Uncle Wu, it's just those people anyway, you can arrange it yourself." After saying that, he turned off his communication bell.

Anyway, she'd given him the person, and she didn't want to worry about the rest; she'd just leave it all to Uncle Wu to deal with.

The "Closed for Business" sign was hung back on the doorknob.

Yu Meng took out the small black ball that the leader of the secret service had given her.

It's a small, black sphere, about the size of a billiard ball, with a white stripe on it.

Yu Meng did not open the sphere, but observed it carefully.

According to the leader of the secret service, this thing is also a kind of alien. If it's an alien, then it can peel off the skin, right?

It seems that peeling the skin off anything that she has in her hands has become Yu Meng's instinct.

Her fingers moved uncontrollably, and soon a thin sheet of dough was peeled off, quickly turning into a flat, round card in Yu Meng's hand.

Yu Meng didn't know what was going on. In the past, she would make all sorts of beads from the dough she peeled off. But ever since she successfully possessed a spirit and stepped into the realm of the Holy Master, the things she made from the dough had become uncontrollable.

Therefore, she hasn't been making or removing dough in public for quite some time.

Last time, she turned the alien mother crystal core into a teardrop; this time, she turned it into a round plaque. It seems she'll have to be extra careful with anything unusual from now on!

He looked at the round plaque over and over again, but still couldn't figure out what it was all about.

As usual, she began peeling the dough a second time, and to Yu Meng's surprise, there really was a second layer of dough. This time, however, she was making ordinary beads.

I glanced at the black sphere in my hand; I could already see the individual lines inside.

The worms within the lines are very active at this time; they move quickly within the lines.

After watching for a while, Yu Meng finally let Ba Wang extend its tentacles from the small backpack. The suction cups automatically found their positions, and then the feast began.

When the energy within the lines decreased to a certain level, the Gu worms inside also lost their original speed, and they lazily lay still in one place.

Yu Meng did not let her guard down; she knew that this was the most dangerous moment.

The Overlord continued to absorb energy, but at a slower pace, though it didn't stop.

In Yu Meng's right eye, the Gu worm lay motionless. For some reason, Yu Meng suddenly felt that the Gu worm was quite plump.

The Overlord clearly sensed Yu Meng's thoughts. A very thin line slowly approached the location of the Gu worm and then plunged it in hard.

Yu Meng saw it; the Gu worm's six tiny claws slowly stopped moving after a series of flapping motions. Its body also quickly deflated.

The Overlord showed signs of liking. After thinking for a moment, Yu Meng took out the fairy pet she had previously obtained and let the Overlord try it out, but the Overlord disliked it.

Because of Ba Wang's fondness for the new Gu worms, his efficiency increased significantly. In just one morning, Ba Wang had emptied the Gu worms from the small black ball.

Looking at the lines on the table, Yu Meng tentatively used her own lines to pull one of them into her brain.

To Yu Meng's surprise, there was no resistance whatsoever; it was as if it were her own lines, moving in and out freely.

The little black cat in the brain showed no sign of resistance. It's worth noting that even now, when Ba Wang wanted to enter the brain, the little black cat was unwilling. Only then did Yu Meng arrange for Ba Wang to stay in the small backpack.

Yu Meng became interested, knowing that the secret leader's little black ball wasn't stored in his brain.

Without any resistance, Yu Meng pulled the lines from the small black ball one by one into her brain.

Contrary to what I saw, it didn't have thousands upon thousands, but only three.

Yu Meng had the little black cat comb through the three lines. Then she pulled them out of her mind.

Yu Meng felt that she could control these three lines very well.

But when she tried to store them in her mind again, the little black cat objected.

Yu Meng was stunned. What did this mean? Weren't they just being all lovey-dovey a moment ago? She was just going out for a bit, why couldn't she come home?

The little black cat's meaning was clear: the brain area was its territory, and it was only out of respect for Yu Meng that its underlings came in to pay their respects; as for Yu Meng to stay, that was absolutely out of the question.

Yu Meng asked unconsciously, "Where do they live?" Knowing Ba Wang's personality, Yu Meng didn't dare to think about the small backpack.

The little black cat was lying in its territory, its tail swishing back and forth. Didn't you make a home for them?

The little black cat made it very clear, but Yu Meng was confused. When did she start a family? How come she didn't know?

Having no other choice, Yu Meng decided to try anything, saying to the three lines floating in the air, "As you can see, you can't enter my mind. Whichever part of my body you can find a home for, go there."

The tips of the three lines drooped downwards simultaneously, as if nodding. Then Yu Meng witnessed a miracle: they filed into the round plaque she had made.

He took four strands from his original lines and braided them into a four-strand rope, then hung the round sign on his small backpack.

Yu Meng clapped her hands, feeling that she had been very lucky lately.

However, we still need to figure out the power and usage of the newly acquired lines.

How about we try it out in the Alien Battlefield?

Having an idea, Yu Meng did not act on it immediately.

Whether the energy within the tiny water droplet can be regenerated remains to be seen; the leader of the secret department will be returning in seven days. These matters must be resolved at home; she dislikes leaving things unresolved.

Although the cripple swore an oath at the time, the leader of the secret service did not react. But Yu Meng believed that the cripple would never say anything nonsense at that time.

Therefore, she absolutely had to wait for the leader of this secret department.

As for the twelve hall masters, she only needs people to do the work; she won't interfere with how they manage themselves. She'll just provide the manpower whenever she needs it.

Yu Meng made these decisions unilaterally without consulting anyone.

If the cripple knew Yu Meng's intentions, I wonder if he would regret it. Given Yu Meng's current approach, it probably won't be long before the twelve hall masters feel her control over them is weakening. Whether they'll develop other ideas is really hard to say.

Yu Meng wasn't worried about any of this; the cripple was still there. How could a little girl like her understand so much? Wasn't it only right that the cripple looked after her?

She hadn't thought about it before, but now that she has, there's no reason to work for someone else for free. The cripple wants to slack off? No way!