Sir! Don't close the net!

“Mr. Richard—”

The coachman took off his hat and pressed it to his chest, looking somewhat embarrassed.

“Back to my ranch.”

"And there's Mr. Li Yili."

Li Yili raised her hand and waved, opened the carriage door, and sat down. The coachman breathed a sigh of relief, shook the reins, and the listless black horse reluctantly started to move under the urging of the reins.

Inside the car, Li Yili leaned against the door. Outside, the cries of newsboys, the argument between police officers and homeless people, and the mournful howls of stray dogs mingled together. A faint but deeply rooted sense of decay lingered around his nose.

He pulled out a notebook from the inner pocket and began flipping through it, the sunlight, mixed with starlight, filtering into the private space through the gaps.

An adult once said, "Who would write their innermost thoughts in a diary?"

Despicable~

Li Yili strongly agrees with this statement. Most people hope to forget embarrassing things, so why would they specifically write them down and repeatedly remind themselves of them? People who can truly face those things don't need a diary.

If everyone knows that someone is keeping a diary, then needless to say, it's definitely a self-aggrandizing autobiography.

If someone actually writes all their guilty secrets in a diary, that's really despicable.

In my diary, I repeatedly say, "In my regret, I should just turn myself in and wait for someone to find this diary and realize that I wasn't so hopeless after all."

Despicable, utterly despicable!

Of course, it's a different story if no one in the world can understand his notes.

After confirming the contents of her notes, Li Yili snapped the notebook shut, opened the carriage door a crack, and saw a six-story building receding into the distance in her right eye. The cute sheep's head and its name on the top of the building were incredibly conspicuous in the sunlight.

【Sheep Village】

On the surface, it's a logistics company, but behind the scenes...

The organization in question is indeed a cult; even describing it as a wolf in sheep's clothing would be an understatement for the wolf pack.

On the surface, it works tirelessly for the development of Guoweidun, bringing technology and goods from developed regions here, and sending ambitious people to developed regions at prices that are practically free. For several years, the residents of Guoweidun have called it a conscientious company that every Guoweidun resident should work for.

They secretly transported pollutants that would harm humans, animals, and the environment to Guoweidun, a place neglected and almost lawless. As for those with ambition…

They either get brainwashed into becoming low-level members of the Cloud Clan, whom the headquarters despises, or they become sacrifices.

Moreover, it's a name like "the young of a black goat," which is enough to send chills down your spine just by hearing it.

Li Yili gave a soft hum, closed the carriage door, crossed her arms, and closed her eyes to rest.

Li Yili initially refused to become an undercover agent for such an organization. This world was far more dangerous than the world he had before he transmigrated, which was why he requested to be transferred to a remote area like Guoweidun. However, the organization, or rather his superior, offered him conditions that he could not refuse, coupled with reliable security guarantees that left him speechless, so he had no choice but to agree.

Fortunately, the Black Goat's young branch leader wasn't very bright. With just a few casual remarks, he became a confidant and was stabbed more than a dozen times, yet he didn't even realize it until he could see the scenery on the other side.

Of course, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down, especially in a world where there are things more dangerous than guns.

No way! I don't want my kidneys cut off and left at the organization's doorstep.

So Li Yili's idea was to do this job and run away. Of course, this "doing this job" didn't mean taking his own people to wipe out the Black Goat's branch in Guoweidun, but rather to disrupt the Black Goat's operations in Guoweidun from within, forcing them to leave Guoweidun.

Internal conflicts among employees intensified, serious problems arose in the operation of funds, and the smuggling of pollutants and the deception of people as sacrifices were exposed and noticed by Guo Weidun's parents, who did not care about him.

There are many ways, but unfortunately, Guoweidun is too remote, so we can only take it slowly and gradually wear down the young black goats.

Fortunately, he got his chance. With the thought that he was an elite and should not be buried here, Dela Pal received a request from headquarters to set up a ceremony in Guoweiton to bring down the gods.

This is an impossible request. There are no gods in this era, only the legacy of the gods left from ancient times. And the headquarters is called the Old Days, which is definitely not a proper ritual. If it fails, it will be like a fart.

With her mind filled with thoughts of becoming a cadre, Dela Pal patted her chest and guaranteed it without a second thought, and Li Yili naturally... happily agreed as well.

Because the séance means that headquarters will bring in a considerable amount of pollutants in the short term, as well as a large number of people will be lost in a remote place like Guoweidun, he only needs to manipulate it slightly and the branch of the Guoweidun black goat's offspring will explode.

A séance?

All that's been reduced to is prison food.

Now, the thunder has begun to explode, and the young Goat of Guoweiton only have two choices.

They would abandon that ridiculous and disgusting séance, and at most, they could only hold on for two or three more months before the sheep village ran into an unfillable financial hole and could no longer be maintained. They would then have to make a dignified exit. He, on the other hand, was very regrettable to be abandoned by the headquarters and could only find another way out in Guoweidun.

They forcibly started the séance, only to find that it was all for naught and they couldn't accomplish anything. The branch immediately collapsed and made a dramatic exit, while he was unfortunately abandoned by headquarters and had to find another way out in Guoweidun.

Personally, he thought the first outcome was the best, as it wouldn't cause too much harm. So, under his persuasion, Dela Pal also gave up on this séance that was [impossible to complete in the first place].

Everything is under control.

Just as Li Yili was thinking this, the image of El-Qiong appeared in her mind. She suddenly opened her eyes, her fingers clenched slightly, but quickly relaxed again.

If there was anything outside his plan, it was that Al-Jonor actually devised a plan to quietly arrange a séance, obtaining five hundred human sacrifices from Guoweidun, a place with a population of only a few hundred that wouldn't attract attention, and discreetly transferring a large amount of pollutants to Guoweidun.

Fortunately, the branch manager was Dela Pal, while Al Chonno was just an executive officer with no real background.

But there is no doubt that Al-Jonor is a dangerous person, both in his mind and in his work. Although Dela Pal has now decided to put all the blame on Al-Jonor, we cannot underestimate someone like him.

If you're not careful, it won't just be a matter of bowing deeply.

Just as Li Yili was pondering how to get El-Qiong into the prison as before, a clear bell rang out from outside the carriage, along with the coachman's call.

"Mr. Richard, we've arrived at your ranch."

"It's Mr. Li Yili."

Chapter Three: Stabbing Someone in the Eyes Through Tears

Li Yili pushed open the carriage door, landed, and stretched.

Although still under the starry sky, there was no worldly noise, only the rustling of the wind through the grass. The wind no longer brought the weary decay, but the incomparably refreshing scent of nature.

The previously sickly black horse was now snorting excitedly, and the usually drowsy groom was now wide awake.

Quite a few.

“Mr. Richard, would you like me to take you to the manor, right to your doorstep? It’s free,” the coachman said, taking off his hat and glancing at the two-story villa in the distance, which would take about seven or eight minutes to reach by sprint. He then gave a fawning smile.

Normally he would never say such a thing. The money from this round trip is real. With this time, he could go back to Guoweiton and take another job. But for some reason, he felt very sleepy in Guoweiton and would feel nauseous and want to vomit from time to time. But when he arrived at Li Yili's ranch, he relaxed completely.

I'm not trying to be lazy; I just want to curry favor with rich people so I can get tips later.

The coachman muttered to himself about his wife, who was glaring angrily at him from the inside.

Li Yili tilted her head and looked the groom up and down, as well as the energetic black horse next to him.

Even with his actions, the black goat calves still brought a significant amount of pollutants into Guoweidun, inevitably affecting the residents. However, this ranch was not within the scope of the pollution, given the branch's precarious position. The available pollutants were limited, and he had embezzled a considerable amount, making it impossible to use them in such a large, sparsely populated grazing area.

"No need, but I do have something to ask of you."

Li Yili took out a gold banknote, folded it in half, and put it into the groom's pocket, which had obvious signs of mending.

"Could you please patrol the area for me and see if there are any suspicious individuals?"

After saying that, Li Yili waved her hand and walked along the cobblestone road toward the two-story villa in the distance. After a brief moment of stunned silence, the coachman waved his worn-out hat at Li Yili with a face full of gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Richard!"

"So it is Mr. Li Yili."

Li Yili sighed helplessly, put his hands behind his back, and admired his huge ranch. One of the few "good things" about being an undercover agent was that his superior, whom he had thoroughly betrayed, was extremely generous. This ranch was a gift from Dela Pal. Because of this, he tearfully spent the night flipping through the ledgers and found the reason why Dela Pal was so generous. He then stabbed Dela Pal in the waist.

After that, Dela Pal never lived such a lavish life again.

Li Yili sighed regretfully, reached out and pushed open the door. The rich aroma of wine that greeted her made Li Yili raise her eyebrows. She looked over and saw that on the left armrest of the sofa with its back to the door, a snow-white, slender leg was gently swaying, while on the right armrest of the sofa, golden hair, as if forged from gold, hung down to the ground.

"It's not dark yet."

Li Yili took off her coat and hung it on the hanger. She walked naturally to the left side of the sofa, placed her right hand on the swaying white leg, and saw a beautiful woman wearing only a black gauze that barely covered her thighs, which was now resting on her lower abdomen. She held a wine glass in her right hand and swayed it from side to side.

Her eyes were like lightning descending from the dark clouds, incredibly dazzling. On the battlefield, most of her enemies would be intimidated and dare not approach simply by looking into those eyes.

"Is it dark or not? Does it matter?" The woman licked her lips, reached out with her left hand, grabbed Li Yili's collar, and pulled her close to Li Yili's face.

"Of course it's alright."

Li Yili curled the corners of her lips, supported the woman's slender waist with her left hand, and then lifted her up and sat her on the sofa through the woman's legs. Her right hand caressed the woman's long, white thighs as if she were a work of art. The woman, who was already used to this, still held the wine glass steadily in her right hand. The blood-red surface of the wine did not even ripple. Instead, she had a stack of gold bills in her left hand.

The woman leaned close to the gold coins and gently sniffed them, revealing a fascinated expression.

"Ah~ No wonder it's a gold coin from Hagen, the capital of the Nibelungs. No matter how many people it passes through, it can't get rid of the stench of the curse unique to Rhine gold. It's really fascinating."

“This is my money,” Li Yili said, her right hand stroking the woman’s snow-white thigh with increased force.

"It'll all be spent on me sooner or later anyway."

“Aren’t you afraid of being cursed? These are gold notes made of Rhine gold,” Li Yili said with a playful smile.

"Is there a curse more terrible than poverty in this world? If it weren't for poverty, would I be lying here?"

Faced with the woman's question, Li Yili opened her mouth but couldn't refute it. She could only roll her eyes and retort, "You're greedy for money, and so am I."

The woman raised her left leg and gently pressed her knee against Li Yili's waist.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem at work?"

When work was mentioned, Li Yili's attitude relaxed considerably, and she smiled contemptuously with a slight upturn of her lips.

"Ha, how could that be? There's no problem with the work at all. It's just that a troublesome guy named El-Jiong has appeared. He says he needs to gather enough pollutants and human sacrifices within a month to complete the séance. I'm afraid he'll make some moves in the next few days."

"But he can't find out anything. The last batch of goods will be sold soon, and the outcome is already decided."

Seeing Li Yili's confident smile, the woman realized something and immediately leaned against Li Yili's chest, her slender, white fingers gently drawing circles on Li Yili's chest.

"Hey~ how much did you manage to make this time? Hagen has released some new jewelry recently~"

"Haha... well..."

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The groom, who was on patrol, jolted and sat up straight. Not far away, two men stood one behind the other outside the ranch fence; the man in the back looked younger.

She seemed a little nervous, but the man standing in front of her stared intently at Li Yili's residence.

Suspicious individuals!!!

The groom immediately tensed up, gripping the reins tightly and shouting at the two men, "Who are you! This is Mr. Richard's ranch!"

The younger man shuddered, and after a second of eye contact with the coachman, he immediately lowered his head, looking incredibly guilty. However, the man who had been staring intently at Li Yili's residence turned around quite naturally and waved his right hand at the coachman, while his left hand tapped the cute sheep head badge of Sheep Village on his chest.

“Hello, I am Al-Jono, the executive officer of Sheep Village. This is Abu Jean. We are considered to be under the command of Levi-Istie Richard.”

The coachman was taken aback. Although he had never met Al Jono directly, he had heard many people in Guoweidun mention him. He was a kind person who helped them, introduced them to jobs, helped them procure supplies, and most importantly...

Al-Chonno also tried to help the descendants of these Guweiton people obtain household registration in more developed areas. He still remembers a colleague of his who was beaming with pride not long ago, boasting to him that his pregnant wife had gone to Hagen, the capital of the Nibelungen, with Al-Chonno's help, and that his child would be born as a Hagen citizen in two weeks.