Sir! Don't close the net!

But Al-Jean-Beau knew that he should be worried about something else now.

Behind Li Yili, Yerobo An's eyes were extremely cold, while the eyes of the Yunzhong executives behind Yerobo An were even more complex, filled with disappointment, numbness, and indignation. Undoubtedly, the repeated failures had left these Yunzhong executives utterly disappointed.

El-Qiong opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. Yerobo An turned around expressionlessly, and the Cloud Clan executives behind him quite consciously split into two lines to make way.

"It's time to get back to work. We must complete the requirements set by headquarters. There are still quite a few goods waiting for us to transfer over."

Yerobo An emphasized the word "goods" with particular force, causing the surrounding Cloud Clan executives to pause in surprise. They immediately looked up, their eyes gleaming, and strode after him.

El-Qiong instinctively caught up with the group and followed at the back, listening somewhat blankly to the whispers of the Cloud Clan executives within the group.

"Deputy Minister Yeropouan is indeed reliable."

"Yes, he is simply a savior for our black goat cubs."

“Kobidera Pal is much more reliable. If only Minister Yeropo An had been our minister from the beginning.”

When Al-Jonor arrived at the entrance of the Sheep Village Building, he finally snapped out of his daze after yet another fruitless trip.

Recently, there's only one request from headquarters: a séance. The "goods" naturally refer to pollutants. He'd be very happy to be able to bring in pollutants to complete the séance, but...

Are there still pollutants that can be transported?!

In order to complete this séance, they had already risked being noticed by both the Nibelungen and Eden factions by transporting a large amount of pollutants. No department within the department could transport pollutants to them safely without being detected, which is why he was thinking of retrieving the pollutants that Li Yili had stolen.

El-Qiong paused, looked around, and then noticed that Li Yili, who had gone to the scrap yard with them, had not returned with them. He glanced at the Yunzhong executives ahead, who were actively discussing how to smuggle pollutants, and then El-Qiong turned and started walking.

"boom--"

The heavy thud of a fist, gradually oozing blood, colliding with the iron door of the warehouse echoed continuously in the empty scrap metal recycling station warehouse. With a drop of blood, the fist landed on the iron door once more.

"boom--"

"boom--"

The situation is extremely urgent, and we have to do something. Maybe we should go into the warehouse to look for clues, or maybe we should go back to Sheep Village to investigate where Yerobo An would source the pollutants. In any case, doing something is always the right thing to do. Li Yili doesn't know why she insisted on using her fists to smash the iron gate, which was absolutely unnecessary.

Li Yili's fist stopped in front of the iron gate, and a few drops of blood flew out and hit the conspicuous dent in the center of the iron gate.

The first punch hurt quite a bit, but my arm went numb later on, and I gradually stopped feeling the pain.

Li Yili let out a long sigh, turned around, and bumped her head into two soft mounds.

The gentle fragrance, the amazing elasticity and softness—even though it was him who had thrust in, it felt as if he were being sucked in. Li Yili subconsciously closed his eyes. He was very familiar with this feeling; ever since he bought Valkyrie an expensive anklet, he had experienced this feeling every day.

I really want to just leave it like this... wait a minute?!

Li Yili slowly opened her eyes wide.

Now... he's standing! Although the sudden softness made him subconsciously bend his knees a little, it was only a tiny bit. He's at least 1.82 meters tall with his shoes on, and even someone as tall as Valkyrie in high heels couldn't chest-kill him while he was standing.

And now, he was easily killed by a chest wound.

To achieve this level of structural integrity, it must be at least two meters high.

Li Yili stiffly raised his head, his dark green hair with curled ends hanging down his face, and his dark eyes reflected a face half-covered by a black mask, revealing only his forehead and eyes.

This pure

It was an accident, and both parties bear some responsibility, so neither of them is truly at fault. However, people are emotional, and in this situation, it would normally end with him getting slapped, since he had already suffered no loss.

Li Yili smiled calmly and didn't move, bracing himself for a slap. But to Li Yili's surprise, the tall woman in front of him raised her hand, but instead of slapping him, she crossed her slender fingers in front of her face, turned her dark green eyes away from Li Yili, and her ears, hidden among her dark green hair, were bright red.

Li Yili blinked, her mouth agape in disbelief.

Legend has it that you have to bump into a girl's chest twenty times to encounter an SSR who won't slap you or push you away, but will just stand there shyly and bewildered. Considering her height, as well as her amazing softness and elasticity, calling her an UR wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Less than a hundred meters from the scrap metal recycling warehouse, at the corner, Al-Qiong was sprawled against the wall like a fly swatted on a wall, panting heavily, his pupils dilating wildly. The shock of missing his target once again was nothing compared to the shock of what he was seeing now.

"A black...black goat?!"

Chapter 51 Shub

Black Goat, one of the former cadres, is the most mysterious and special among all the cadres.

Not only has it never trained any new cadres, but there are even rumors that it would kill its own subordinates who have the ability to become cadres. It is said that as long as there is any suspicion, it will take action without any so-called evidence. And Black Goat is notoriously suspicious.

Even more shockingly, the black goat called his subordinates "children."

It has more branches and more Cloud Clan members than all cadres combined, and is also the cadre who has killed the most Cloud Clan members.

Al-Jonor never intended to come into contact with the Black Goat, but to avoid being inexplicably wiped out one day, he used an almost mental imprinting method to etch the Black Goat's image into his mind at the mobilization meeting. Not only him, but all the Black Goat's offspring had seen the Black Goat's photo at the mobilization meeting, and of course, most people remembered the Black Goat in a way of worship.

Therefore, Al-Jonor knew very well that the one standing at the entrance of the junkyard warehouse was their "mother," the Black Goat!

And now this extremely dangerous "mother" is holding Li Yili, her head down as if she is saying something to Li Yili.

Al-Chonno swallowed hard, suppressing the urge to eavesdrop on Black Goat and Li Yili's conversation. He couldn't possibly hear anything from this distance, but Black Goat would definitely notice him. For someone of his level, he could analyze a lot just from what he saw.

This is a waste recycling station, the place where Li Yili hid the pollutants that would have been resold by Dela Pal.

The fact that the Black Goat is here also means what? It means that the Black Goat also knows this location! If Li Yili really hid it for personal reasons, then Li Yili should already be a pile of minced meat by now, instead of being held by the Black Goat. Does that mean that the pollutants that Li Yili hid, which would have been sold by Dela Pal... were instructed by the Black Goat?

That's possible!

Al-Chonno's eyes widened.

Ultimately, is there a problem with hoarding pollutants that should have been resold by Dela Pal?

No problem! There's absolutely no problem, everything even makes sense!

Levi-Estée Richard is an undercover agent sent by the Black Goat to Gowerton!

Black Goat realized that Dela Pal was smuggling supplies in an attempt to become a cadre, so Li Yili came. She gained Dela Pal's trust and pretended to be a confidant, secretly hiding the pollutants that Dela Pal would have smuggled away. Thinking deeper... such a big event as the séance couldn't have been decided in just a few days. It's very likely that the Old Ones had been planning this for years! Choosing Guo Weiton was not a coincidence, but an inevitability.

Al-Chonno's pupils dilated violently.

Perhaps from the very beginning, the original purpose was to use the entire Goweton as a sacrifice to initiate the séance. However, the Black Goat's suspicious nature made her unable to trust Dela Pal, who did not belong to her and had been dumping Black Goat's offspring supplies. That's why Li Yili swallowed the pollutants that would be resold and hoarded them at the recycling station, all so that Dela Pal would believe that the séance would fail and leave Goweton to become an executive, and then activate these pollutants to complete the séance.

But if that's the case... what about Jerobo Ann, who was transferred to Gowerton at the Black Goat's request?

El-Qiong raised his hand and scratched the back of his head hard. After thinking for a while, he decided to go back to the sheep village to see where Yeropo-An could get the pollutants. After all, Yeropo-An's words were not enough. He had personally seen the suspicious black goat hug Li Yili.

No sooner had El-Qiong left than Li Yili reacted, leaning back a few steps and struggling to pull her head out of the abyss.

"Um, I'm sorry, although logically it was an accident, I apologize to you," Li Yili covered her eyes with her left hand and turned her face away.

The moment he didn't immediately step aside but chose to remain silent while the other person was shy, he was the only one left responsible.

"..."

The woman seemed to say something, but her voice was very soft, and because of the mask, Li Yili could only...

It was certain that the woman made a sound, but it was impossible to discern what she said. However, considering that the woman hadn't made a sound even when his head was almost at the bottom of the canyon, this situation was considered normal.

To be honest, Li Yili isn't the type of person who would lean in to kiss someone in this situation just to hear what they're saying. If he were to lean in, he would definitely grab the other person's cheek and suck on it hard.

In situations like this, you just need to observe the other person's lip movements...

Li Yili's gaze lingered on the woman's mask.

He couldn't even read the expression, let alone the shape of the lips.

This is a bit tricky...

Li Yili crossed her arms and leaned back slightly, unable to control the wicked thoughts that were arising in her mind. Judging from the reaction of the tall girl just now, she should be the shy or introverted type. To be more specific, she was the type who wouldn't resist being blackmailed and would give in to anything if you raised your voice a little.

Maybe if he wailed and shouted, "I got a concussion from your chest, how are you going to compensate me?" the girl would be so frightened that she would be completely at a loss and listen to him no matter what.

Fortunately, he's not that kind of person.

“I’m sorry, your voice is a little soft,” Li Yili cracked her knuckles and gestured to the woman in front of her with her still-bleeding fist. “As you can see, I’m injured, but even so, I still have to go back to work. Just now… although we both bear some responsibility, cough cough—my responsibility is greater. If you have any complaints, you can come to the security booth downstairs at Yangcun Building around 6 p.m. I’ll leave at 7 p.m. If you’re okay with that, you can nod.”

After a brief silence, the woman nodded, turned to the side, fumbled around for a moment, and then extended her fists toward Li Yili. Li Yili stood on tiptoe out of curiosity. The woman slowly released her fingers, and in the center of her palms, half-covered by her dark green sleeves, lay a crumpled piece of paper with yellowed edges.

Li Yili squinted hard and barely managed to make out two words: Shabu.

This is probably the name of the young lady in front of me, or at least part of her name.

Li Yili stroked her chin, took out a notebook from her inner pocket, turned to a new page, and quickly wrote down "Livis Ist Richard." Just as she was about to tear off the page, she glanced at the note in Shub's hand, thought for a moment, crossed out the name she had just written, wrote down the three characters "Li Yili," and tore off a page from the notebook with a ripping sound, placing it in Shub's palm.

"Then I'll take my leave."

Shub glanced at Li Yili's dashing departing figure, then looked at the note in her palm. The edge of the pristine white note was stained with an unusual red. Li Yili did not notice that the torn paper was stained with his blood.

Shub's fingers slowly closed, and dark green bubbles rose from her white palm like boiling water. The paper note stained with Li Yili's blood and bearing her name slowly sank to the bottom.

Chapter 52 She's really too big

Al-Qiong was certain that witnessing the Black Goat meeting with Li Yili had greatly altered his thinking. All the suspicious things about Li Yili that he had previously thought of could be explained, while Yerobo An, whom he had previously regarded as his savior, had become highly suspicious and doubtful.

He's not the type to overthink things, nor does he like to overturn all his previous assumptions or evaluations of a person because of one incident.

Unless this matter is really big.

For example, black goats.

The black goat was really big, or rather, it was enormous! It made it impossible for him to consider any other possibilities.

Al-Jiong pushed open the door and walked up the stairs. Just as he had expected, the office he had been sitting in for less than a day was now occupied by someone else. Many executives who had a good relationship with him and had helped each other a lot gave him an awkward smile and expressed their regret, but most of the executives ignored him.

Clearly, the two failed attempts had damaged his image as a top executive, but fortunately, it was only damaged, not to the point of being thrown onto a small stool like Li Yili did. He simply sat back down in his own seat.

“Executive, Executive,” Abu Jean looked around, bent down and crouched down to Al-Jeanor’s desk, lowering his voice, “Executive, don’t worry about it, I think your guess is right. There’s something wrong with that junkyard being empty. Someone must have emptied it before we got here.”

As he spoke, Abu Rang cautiously looked around.

"Maybe there's an undercover agent among us who helped Li Yili empty the recycling station last night!"

Al-Chonno's eyes flickered, and he tapped his fingers lightly on the table, but he didn't respond to Abu Jean's words. Instead, he glanced at the Cloud Clan executives who were enthusiastically moving documents and asked, "Have you found a contaminant that can be received so quickly?"

At the mention of pollutants, Abu Jang immediately perked up, his eyes shining as he nodded. "I must say, he truly lives up to his reputation as the deputy minister of Monster Hammer, who is based in the Rahu region. He has so many connections! He said he has already contacted other departments, and the pollutants will be transported over in the next few days. Although it's not as much as the pollutants that Li Yili has hoarded, it's more than the pollutants we prepared for the Divine Intervention Plan!"

Al-Chonno raised an eyebrow.

He believed that there was enough contaminant on hand in the past, this

The world is never short of pollutants, but pollutants are not something that can be easily moved. The amount that can be moved was calculated from the beginning. Now that it is the middle of the month, the pollutants in the hands of various departments should have been dealt with, and the quota for transportation has been almost used up.

The pollutants they originally used in their séance were sourced from various departments, and they could source even more?

“By the way, here are the documents you need to handle, Executive Officer,” Abu Jean placed a document on the table and pushed it toward Al-Jiongno. “According to Acting Minister Yeropon, it must be implemented within three days.”

"Achieve this in three days?!"

Al-Qiong instinctively raised his voice, ignoring the stares of the other Cloud Clan executives, and snatched the document over, quickly flipping through it.

“I think Minister Yeropo An wants to complete the séance before Minister Dela Pal returns, since Minister Dela Pal never intended to complete it,” Abu Jean said, since Dela Pal was not there and Yeropo An was sitting on the throne.