Warning! The evil god's minions are invading the eerie dungeon.

"Then it's settled. You will lend us your guild's resources to collect relics from the Old World."

Blood Eyes breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled easily:

"And what we obtained from the lands of the old world's inheritance, we'll split it fifty-fifty?"

"Six out of four, I get six."

Liu Dao picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp, then slammed it heavily on the coffee table, his face filled with greed.

"You guys are the ones who stay behind the scenes, taking all the risks and drawing all the fire. It's perfectly reasonable for me to take a bigger share. Also, you need to contribute to the recovery of the relics from the Old World."

"this……"

Blood Eyes' expression darkened slightly. After a moment of silence, he spoke:

"A 60/40 split is possible, but there's a prerequisite: you must use all the guild's resources without holding back."

"No problem, it's settled then."

Liu Dao nodded slightly in satisfaction and instructed Xiao Yan, who was standing to the side:

"Xiao Yan, see the guest out."

Xiao Yan stared at Blood Eyes with an unfriendly expression, said nothing, but walked to the door, opened the solid ebony door, and made it clear that she wanted to get rid of him.

Blood Eye stood up, gave Liu Dao a slight bow, and turned to walk towards the door.

He smiled, nodded to Xiaoyan by the door, and stepped out of the office.

Click—!

As Xiaoyan closed the door, the coldness on her face melted away, replaced by worry.

"President, do we really want to cooperate with them?"

"Cooperation my ass."

The deep voice coming from behind startled Xiaoyan.

Looking back, Liu Dao's eyes were now cold and his expression was solemn; the greed he had shown just moments before was nowhere to be seen.

"Only a fool would believe something they've never seen with their own eyes based on empty words."

Xiaoyan blinked:

"Is he lying?"

"No, it's true. At least the cataclysm that happened in that other world is real. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such detailed knowledge of a catastrophic event. The so-called 'evil god' thing is also very likely true."

But besides that, don't you think there are still many doubts?

In this cataclysm, from what position did he witness this event?

He also said he survived because of a meme weapon.

If that meme weapon was just an ordinary weapon, and an ordinary weapon could successfully eliminate the parasitic contamination, could such a catastrophe destroy a human civilization that has been fighting against the supernatural for so long?

If that memetic weapon was extremely powerful, how did he happen to come into contact with it at the exact moment of the cataclysm?

Liu Dao said in a low voice:

"Furthermore, even if I raise these questions and have him answer them one by one, I cannot personally verify their truthfulness, so..."

Liu Dao glanced at another full cup of tea on the table.

He never trusted Blood Eyes even slightly.

The reason he sat down to talk with the other party was because he couldn't see through their true nature.

Even this meeting was a trap he set.

As the leader of the dark forces, he naturally had some hidden trump cards.

The tea he kept in the cabinet actually contained a certain kind of poison. This poison came from the juice of a certain mushroom in the instance, which was applied to the tea leaves and then dried. It was effective even against the supernatural.

Even Xiaoyan didn't know about this.

Once this poison enters the body, it can harm even forbidden-level supernatural beings. If a traveler is involved, unless they possess certain targeted abilities or flesh-and-blood abilities, they will fall into a near-death state within ten seconds of drinking it.

This is Liu Dao's trap.

In order to avoid attracting the other party's attention, both cups of tea were poisoned.

He kept using the gesture of drinking tea to try to guide the other person to pick up their teacup and take a sip as well.

They seemed to be having a pleasant discussion just now.

But in reality, as long as Blood Eye drinks that cup of tea and shows symptoms of being affected, Liu Dao will not hesitate to launch a sudden attack and kill Blood Eye.

Faced with the unknown that is uncontrollable and has already caused negative impacts, Liu Dao would rather eliminate the unknown first than take advantage of it.

This is the attitude of the vast majority of travelers when facing the unknown, while those who make the opposite choice have basically died in the dungeon.

When you put it down again, the empty teacup is now filled with clear, pale green tea.

Using the same skill he had previously used to steal the life of the Anxia branch president, he stole the tea he had drunk, preventing the deadly poison from entering his body.

"So...should we still help them collect relics from the ancient world?"

Xiao Yan hesitated before speaking.

"Why not help?"

Liu Dao sneered:

"He's right about one thing: I can't afford to lose the Black Saints and this headquarters right now, otherwise there are too many people outside who want to kill my whole family... although I don't have any family anyway, hehehe."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan looked up and stared silently at Liu Dao without saying a word.

"However, it is wishful thinking to expect the Black Saints to survive as before."

Liu Dao seemed oblivious to Xiao Yan's expression and continued speaking to himself:

"Let the men do it. Blood Eye will definitely have a way to locate those ancient relics. Issue orders to the men: buy what they can, rob what they can't buy, and kill what they can't kill."

"this……"

Xiao Yan reminded her:

"They'll run into the Weird Special Operations Bureau and Qi Xie..."

That would kill you!

"So what if you die? In this messed-up era, who isn't risking their life? Ordinary people die easily, but are there fewer pilgrims?"

Liu Dao's voice was icy cold, completely flat:

"We two just need to stay out of it; they won't be able to track us down here. Let the people below and Blood Eye collect the ancient relics. Regardless of whether Blood Eye's claim of inheritance is true or not, at least we'll be able to collect a lot of ancient relics, which will enhance our own strength."

"Once we've grown strong enough, we'll take the old relics, leave the Black Saint Guild, and leave this mess for the Blood Eye Guild to clean up."

Xiao Yan opened her mouth slightly, remained silent for a long while, and could only utter a soft sentence:

"Yes……"

Liu Dao noticed Xiao Yan's hesitation, remained silent for a while, and then suddenly said softly:

"Little Smoke, the men under our command aren't fools. None of the travelers who have survived this long are fools."

"what?"

Xiao Yan was taken aback, not quite understanding what Liu Dao meant.

Liu Dao looked at Xiao Yan, expressionless:

"They're not robots, nor are they idiots. They won't just do whatever we tell them to do. Even if the branch issues an order, do they not understand the consequences of killing five train cars full of ordinary people?"

Xiaoyan's eyes slowly widened.

Liu Dao's voice was like a ghost whispering in my ear:

"So, what exactly did the Blood Eye Guild do to those members who were lying in ambush on the vehicle to make them so obedient? How many people like that are there in the guild? And in other organizations?"

"We have no other choice..."

Outside.

Inside the descending escalator.

Blood Eyes, wearing sunglasses, suddenly curled the corners of his lips into a smile.

……

……

Meanwhile, in Shenzhen at night.

A detached villa in a high-end residential area.

Two figures quietly pushed open the door and entered, pressing the switch in the entryway.

A crystal chandelier, three meters long, hanging from the second floor to the first, illuminates the spacious living room decorated in the old-fashioned style.

"Holy crap..."

Jiang Zheng stood blankly at the door:

"Brother...you live here? This renovation...this location, this size...it must cost tens of millions!"

"I'm not sure, maybe."

Qi Xie said casually.