Sir! Don't close the net!

"Don't worry, I'll definitely drag you down with me."

Li Yili, looking exhausted, gave Valkyrie the middle finger.

Sheep Village Building.

Al-Chonno pinched the bridge of his nose, looking exhausted. Occupying Li Yili's office did not bring him the so-called satisfaction of revenge, because he knew very well that this was only temporary. Once Dela Pal returned, everything would return to normal. Therefore, he did not fall into a temporary mental victory like the other Cloud Clan members.

Al-Jiong glanced at the clock on the wall. There were still a few hours left until the deadline set by Yeropon An, but as a seasoned executive, he knew very well that...

He has much less time left than it seems.

He did try to deduce the location of the pollutants by analyzing the details in Li Yili's office to understand her thought process, but when he thought about how Li Yili was an officially certified mental patient, he gave up on this idea because it might make him mentally ill as well.

"Executive, are you alright? I heard you didn't go home all night."

The office door was pushed open a little, and Abu Jean peeked out.

“Abu…” El-Jiong exhaled and smiled somewhat reluctantly, “I’m sorry about yesterday, I made you go and be the bait.”

“It’s alright, it’s alright, CEO, you’re doing this for the greater good,” Abu Jean waved his hand forcefully, closed the office door, and dragged a chair to sit opposite Al-Chonno. “CEO, is it really possible to find that batch of pollutants?”

Al Chorno crossed his arms and frowned slightly. "That batch of pollutants is definitely still in Guoweiton."

“But didn’t they say… they only found blocking materials?” Abu Jean scratched his face, still remembering the despair on the faces of the executives who had gone out to search with Al-Jean yesterday.

“This was my mistake. I was too confident, and when the result was different from what I expected, I gave up and thought it was all over,” El-Chonno let out a long sigh. “Only we Old Ones would need something like this. Who could Li Yili sell the pollutants to? Dela Pal was already selling pollutants. As a confidant, Li Yili could get a share without bearing the main responsibility. Why would he secretly pocket the pollutants that should have been sold behind Dela Pal’s back?”

“This… so, Executive Officer, you mean…” Abu Jean blinked and asked tentatively.

“Perhaps Li Yili… is plotting something bigger, and for that purpose she has embezzled those pollutants that should have been resold,” Al-Chonno’s eyes narrowed slightly as he considered a possibility.

"This... how did Li Yili manage to hide the pollutants without using any barrier materials? Where could he possibly hide them?" Abu Rang, looking dejected, pulled a bag of candy from his pocket. He had been thinking about this all night and desperately needed a sugar boost.

El-Chonno glanced at the documents that Li Yili had touched and felt a wave of dizziness. He quickly flipped the documents over. He was increasingly suspicious that Li Yili had deliberately moved the documents on his desk to mislead him.

“Speaking of which, did you notice anything strange when you raided Li Yili’s house?” Al-Chonno decided to change the subject.

"This...no..."

After recalling for a moment, Abu Jean shrugged his shoulders with an embarrassed look on his face, placed the candy in his hand on the table and pushed it towards El Giono, then unwrapped a new candy and threw the wrapper into the trash can.

"It seems that Li Yili has bought new inheritance jewelry for his mistress. I really don't know where he gets so much money."

"Heirloom jewelry..."

Al-Chonno's gaze followed the candy wrapper toward the trash can, his pupils contracting slightly, and time seemed to slow down at that moment.

heritage.

Pollutants.

He bought a large amount of heirloom jewelry.

The extra scarlet leaf ore.

garbage can……

Recycle!

The candy wrapper landed gently on the edge of the trash can. Time resumed its normal pace, and just as Abu Jean was about to reach out and slap the wrapper back into the trash can, Al-Jonaud suddenly stood up.

"I know where he hid the pollutants! Oh, I see... so that's how he solved the problem of pollutant leakage!"

"Levi's Estée Richard! I underestimated him!"

"I'm going to find the deputy minister!"

Al-Chonno rushed out of the office with his eyes shining, leaving Abu Jean sitting in the office with a face full of question marks.

Chapter 49 The Vanishing Pollutants

Li Yili stopped in his tracks. The briefcase slung over his back slowly drooped to his side. The breeze on his face didn't feel refreshing at all; he only felt that the whole world was dark and oppressive.

In front of the Sheep Village Building, led by Yerobo An, the Cloud Clan executives stood in neat rows, staring intently at him.

Li Yili's eyes twitched violently. The last time he encountered this situation, his ranch was demolished. And now, just one day later, it's happening again.

Li Yili recalled the wooden fence that had been dismantled, the cows that had been eaten to death, and the dozen or so poultry. The uncomfortable feeling of everything gradually spiraling out of control surged back once more.

“Good morning, CEO Li Yili, you’re right on time,” Deputy Minister Yeropo An grinned with a nauseating smile. “But it looks like you didn’t sleep well last night.”

Li Yili's heart skipped a beat as she recalled the unusual intruder from the previous night. If there was one thing that happened in Guoweidun yesterday, it was the chemical reaction...

Was it implying a threat, or... something else?

"Hmph—of course, after all, his backer is gone, and he's been demoted."

"Anyway, with his abilities, he can only work as a security guard."

"Maybe I won't even be able to work as a security guard today~"

The Cloud Clan executive standing behind Yerobo An chuckled, his gaze toward Li Yili gradually turning icy, as if he might pull out a knife at any moment and disembowel Li Yili.

“No, I slept very well last night,” Li Yili grinned. “I wonder if you all could allow me to…”

"I need to get back to work."

As she spoke, Li Yili pointed to the security booth that was being blocked behind the Yunzhong executive officer.

“No, you have other work to do today, the work that you should do as an executive,” Yerobo An’s grin widened. Only then did Li Yili notice that Yerobo An’s mouth was completely black and toothless.

"What should an executive officer be doing?" Li Yili's ominous premonition grew stronger.

"We'll talk about it when we get there."

Yerobo An walked past Li Yili with his hands behind his back, while the executives following behind him also smiled maliciously and took a step forward. Some of them even thought of deliberately bumping into Li Yili's shoulder, but when they thought of Li Yili's crazy appearance yesterday, shouting to retreat and beating up an executive, they gave up the idea and kept a safe distance while spitting at Li Yili in the air.

Hmm, let's find an opportunity to get them to work in the coal mines.

Just as Li Yili turned around to catch up with the group and see what Yerobo Anhuli was selling, El Qiaonuo, who was at the back of the group, stood to Li Yili's side, his eyes fixed on the group ahead.

Li Yili knew from El-Qiong's expression that El-Qiong was about to bluff in front of her like a riddle-maker again, but El-Qiong's next words made Li Yili freeze on the spot.

"I originally thought you were just a good-for-nothing who could be easily manipulated by his mistress, but it seems that the real good-for-nothing is me, who is confined to the environment of Guoweidun."

El-Qiong's face was slightly turned towards Li Yili, his eyes still fixed straight ahead. (694936135)

"Although heritage jewelry lacks the 'ancient' quality, it is still heritage, constantly releasing its power. To prevent it from being intercepted during the delivery process... the dwarves will create a box to isolate the power of the heritage after crafting the jewelry."

Al-Jonor chuckled softly.

"This is much better than a flawed mineral like scarlet leaf ore."

Li Yili's eyes widened slightly, and she subconsciously clenched her fists.

"Pollutants are the legacy of defilement and desecration, and in a sense... they are no different from heritage."

Al-Chonno tilted his head back to the side.

"CEO Li Yili, the jewelry you bought for your mistress is enough to fill a whole pool, and she could soak in it. But where are all those packaging boxes?"

Before Li Yili could answer, Al-Qiongno raised his finger.

"Of course it was thrown away. It was full of pollutants and dumped at... a recycling center, right?"

Li Yili's pupils contracted sharply, and she forcefully suppressed the urge to turn her head to look at Al-Qiong.

“It’s big enough and well hidden. I wouldn’t even imagine you would hide contaminants in a junkyard, a place with a lot of foot traffic. After all, with so many people around, accidents are bound to happen,” Al Chorno shrugged, his tone quite relaxed, even cracking a joke. “So you very carefully guided those lazybones like Guo Weiton to start that junkyard, because you knew those guys would never work seriously. That way, the junkyard became the perfect place to hide contaminants.”

Li Yili recalled a passage.

The world is like a beast that creates countless mediocre people and then devours them. Even if someone manages to ride on this beast, the beast will only ever try to throw the person off its head, and without exception, it always succeeds.

And now...

"Hey—why did you guys fall behind?"

Li Yili looked up in a daze. The Yunzhong troop had stopped at some point, and Yerobo An, who was at the front of the troop, turned his head and smiled at him.

"There's a lot of stuff to move."

He's about to be pulled down.

Li Yili didn't know how he got to the scrap metal recycling station. When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of the station, with Yerobo An and the Yun Clan standing behind him. They must have noticed something from his behavior, because the Yun Clan members' expressions became incredibly eager.

“Open the warehouse door, Executive Officer Li Yili,” Yerobo An urged, arms crossed.

Li Yili swallowed hard, raised his hand and grabbed the warehouse handle. Fine beads of sweat streamed down his forehead, and his breathing became uncontrollably heavy. The sun overhead became incredibly glaring at that moment, the temperature rose, his head buzzed, and everything in his vision began to appear double.

What should I do?

An old god's chosen one was behind him, and a herd of madmen, the young black goats, were watching him. He was certain that if he did anything even slightly suspicious, they would swarm him and tear him to pieces.

"Snap—"

The heavy door slowly opened as Li Yili dragged it open. The Yunzhong executives were eager to get started, and even Yerobo An opened his eyes wide with anticipation at this moment.

Ah... it's over.

Li Yili let out a long sigh. Just as he was about to accept the result with some unease, the empty atmosphere that greeted him made him freeze in place. His dark eyes reflected the empty warehouse.

"Eh?"

Chapter Fifty: The Black Goat

Empty...

Li Yili stared wide-eyed at the empty scrap metal recycling warehouse.

"How is that possible!"

Al-Chonoman

With an incredulous shout, he rushed into the warehouse from Li Yili's right. Standing in the center of the empty scrap metal recycling station, Al-Qiong suddenly felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning.

His speculation could not be wrong.

Disguised as a good-for-nothing manipulated by his mistress, he uses the act of purchasing large quantities of expensive heirloom jewelry to conceal contaminants in a junkyard by using packaging that can block the power of the heirloom.

Li Yili's reaction confirmed that his deduction was correct.

But the recycling station was empty; nothing was left.

Now that Li Yili's power has waned, the best option for her is to take no action. Not to mention that all the Yunzhong are watching, she believes that Li Yili would not be foolish enough to move the hidden pollutants while being watched by a god-favored one. It is a very large batch of pollutants, and it is impossible for Li Yili to move that amount of pollutants to a safer place in a day by herself.

To be honest, he couldn't think of any safer place than this recycling center.

Al-Chonno slowly turned his head toward the warehouse door of the scrap metal recycling station. Li Yili was standing there looking at him expressionlessly. He didn't know if it was because he had missed his target again, but he felt that Li Yili's eyes seemed to say that everything was under control.