I accidentally joined a group of charlatans, so I immediately called the police and handed it over t

Name your price.

These three words appeared particularly lonely on Chen Xi's phone screen, yet they carried immense weight.

That was the noble head of the Heavenly Court's First War God bowing before reality (dogs).

Chen Xi did not reply immediately.

Replying instantly seems too hasty, too much like a shrewd businessman.

He left Yang Jian to stand there for a full five minutes.

For Yang Jian, who was at the center of the "house demolition storm," those five minutes felt like a slow, agonizing torture.

The dragon-carved pillars in the main hall have been gnawed thinner.

The thousand-year-old jade bed, which was said to be able to calm the mind and focus the spirit, now had several shocking scratch marks on it.

The Celestial Hound was lying on the threshold, howling at the moon with mournful howls that sent chills down one's spine.

Just as Yang Jian was about to lose his temper and descend to the mortal realm to fight Chen Xi to the death.

"Buzz".

My phone vibrated.

Yang Jian grabbed the phone almost instantly.

It wasn't as outrageous as I'd imagined.

There was no threat of "exchanging the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts" for it.

There is only one file.

[Chen Xi has sent you a document: "Long-term Strategic Cooperation Agreement on Health Care and Dietary Management of Nantianmen Divine Dogs".pdf]

Yang Jian was stunned.

What is this?

protocol?

He frowned and opened the file.

Upon seeing this, his brows furrowed even more, but the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a shock he had never felt before.

This agreement is incredibly professional.

Article 1: Party B (Chen Xi) promises to provide Party A (Xiaotianquan) with a lifetime supply of top-quality meals. This includes, but is not limited to, two main meals a day (rotating M9 Wagyu beef, deep-sea fish, and organic poultry), one afternoon tea (goat cheese and freeze-dried snacks), and occasional special meals for holidays.

Article 2: Party B will hire the world's top pet psychology experts to provide Party A with weekly psychological counseling to ensure the dog's physical and mental well-being and prevent negative emotions such as depression, mania (destruction of the house).

Article 3: Party B promises to build Party A's exclusive "Super Dog Resort Park" in a scenic place (such as the Swiss Alps or the Maldives) and equip it with a full set of amusement facilities.

Article 4: Party B shall provide a full range of fur care services to ensure that Party A's fur is black and shiny, and returns to its peak appearance.

……

Thirty pages, densely packed with text.

Each one of them precisely struck Yang Jian's weak point.

This is hardly a supply agreement.

This is clearly a "retirement plan" that treats Xiaotianquan like his own father!

As Yang Jian watched, he was actually a little moved.

He has been in Heaven for so many years, and although he holds a high position, who has ever truly cared about his dog?

When the gods saw the Celestial Hound, they were either afraid of him or disgusted by him.

Only this mortal.

Not only do they care about what it eats, but they also care about its mental health?

Keep watching until the end.

Yang Jian finally saw the only "condition".

In return, Party A's guardian (Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun) shall serve as Party B's (South Heavenly Gate Project) "Special Physical Fitness Consultant," responsible for guiding the basic physical fitness training of Party B's selected personnel.

[Note: This is for basic training only and does not involve any secrets or core information.]

They did not ask for any magical artifacts.

They did not ask for the elixir.

Is it enough for him to be a "consultant"?

To instruct a few ordinary people on how to practice their physical skills?

For Yang Jian, this was as simple as breathing.

Moreover, the note "not involving heavenly secrets" gave him a great way out.

This is not a deal.

This is a "hire".

This is "cooperation".

This greatly saved Erlang Shen's face.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and looked up at the Howling Celestial Dog, who was still gnawing on the threshold.

I took another look at the agreement that was full of "sincerity".

He knew it was a trap.

That mortal used sweet words and sugar-coated bullets to weave a cage that his dog could not escape.

Once he signs, his dog, and even himself, will be at the mercy of this mortal.

but……

"Woof—"

The celestial dog turned its head pitifully, wood chips still clinging to the corner of its mouth, its eyes empty and filled with despair.

Yang Jian's defenses crumbled completely.

That's it.

For this stupid dog.

Even if it's a contract of servitude, you have to accept it.

Yang Jian's fingers trembled as he typed a single word into the input box.

【Erlang Manifests the Holy True Lord】: Granted.

The instant that word was sent.

"Ding!"

A huge red envelope was sent in an instant.

[Chen Xi]: True Lord, you're so straightforward!

[Chen Xi]: This is the first batch of "earnest money". Everything in those pictures is included, and the price is the same as the quantity!

A flash of light.

That sizzling, oily tomahawk steak, that bowl of milky white bone broth, that exquisite salmon.

It appeared out of thin air in the center of the main hall.

aroma.

The intensely rich aroma instantly dispelled the original cool sandalwood scent in the main hall.

The Celestial Hound was stunned.

Its nostrils twitched, and it turned its head in disbelief.

next second.

"Aww!!!"

A loud, excited howl that cracked its voice.

It transformed into a black lightning bolt and pounced on the pile of food.

They swallowed it in large gulps, wolfing it down.

It was eating with its mouth full of oil, and its tail was wagging so hard it was almost flying out of sight.

Yang Jian watched this scene unfold.

Looking at my beloved dog, so much so that it seemed to have come back to life.

His previously tense face finally relaxed.

Although I felt a little frustrated.

Although he knew he had been tricked by that mortal.

but……

The "it smells so good" principle applies to everyone, even the gods.

Yang Jian sighed and picked up his phone.

Since you've accepted the bribe, you have to do the job.

He took out a jade slip from his pocket, which contained the essential parts of the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts" regarding body refinement, qi circulation, and strengthening of muscles and bones.

This refers to the "middle part" and "second part" that Chen Xi wanted.

Although it doesn't involve the core secrets of the transformation of the primordial spirit, for mortals, this is the key to transcendence and sainthood.

【Erlang Manifests His Divine Power】: @Chen Xi.

[Erlang Manifests the True Lord]: Here is what you wanted.

【Erlang Manifests the Holy True Lord】: Remember, this method is domineering. If you do not have great perseverance, you should not force yourself to practice it.

[Erlang Manifests the Holy Lord]: Also...

Yang Jian paused, then added another sentence.

【Erlang Manifests the Divine Lord】: Remember to ship the "Deep Sea Fish Oil Hair Care Package" next week on time.

……

Base No. 001.

Chen Xi looked at the document shimmering with gold on his phone and let out a long sigh of relief.

He slumped into the chair, looking completely exhausted.

The cold sweat on my back had soaked through my shirt.

Playing against gods, even just through a screen, is incredibly stressful.

One wrong step and you lose everything.

But fortunately.

He won.

"Old Li!"

Chen Xi sat up abruptly, his eyes sharp as knives.

Print immediately!

"Take this and go rescue Wang Yi for me!"

"besides……"

Chen Xi stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the dark night sky outside.

The darkness before dawn will eventually pass.

"Notify all the selected seed players in the entire army."

"Tell them that Hell Week is over."

"The real 'god-making project' begins now."

A wildly arrogant smile curled at the corners of Chen Xi's mouth.

"Since a mortal body cannot support the Vermilion Bird."

"Then let's create a whole bunch of them..."

"Heavenly soldiers and generals capable of tearing apart Gundams with their bare hands."