Sir! Don't close the net!

The surrounding Cloud Clan executives nodded in agreement and began praising Jerobo An.

El-Jiong was unaffected by the Cloud Clan executives around him. Instead, he braced his hands on the table and stared intently at the open documents. If it were before, he would probably have been excitedly starting to formulate a plan, because the [goods] in Yerobo An's hands were their only hope to complete the séance.

But he saw the black goat hug Li Yili.

That would be a different story.

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Back at the security booth, Li Yili examined the wound on the back of her hand. The wound had stopped bleeding and had scabbed over, but it was a little itchy. Li Yili suppressed the urge to scratch it, put her hands behind her head, leaned back, and looked at the street in front of her.

The more urgent the situation, the less you should rush. Even becoming an impatient king wouldn't change the current situation.

Li Yili let out a soft breath and began to organize her thoughts.

First of all, he personally confirmed yesterday that the recycling station was still full of contaminants packaged in the boxes of the heirloom jewelry. If Yunzhong had been following him and discovered the recycling station's warehouse, this farce wouldn't have happened today, and he wouldn't be sitting here pondering how the things disappeared.

Therefore, the Yunzhong, and even the entire young black goat, have nothing to do with the disappearance of pollutants.

The fact that they were able to completely loot the scrap warehouse, leaving not a single scrap, clearly indicates that it was a group operation.

Only a handful of people know about that junkyard, and their faces...

It makes people unable to trust it.

“Ha…really?” Li Yili raised her hand and slapped her forehead. “Tsk—why would those bastards steal those things at this time?”

After finding out who stole it, Li Yili was even more troubled. It was impossible for just a few people to empty the recycling station and hide all the pollutants immediately. There were at least a dozen people involved in this matter. It was impossible for him to recover all the pollutants from so many people while being watched by the entire black goat's offspring.

The worst part is that those are all pollutants! Even if they look similar to normal heritage under normal circumstances, it's no exaggeration to say that those things are nuclear wastewater. Over time, they can really turn people into something unrecognizable. Fortunately, those packaging boxes were made by dwarves, which are not comparable to cheap things like scarlet leaf ore. Even if they are sealed and then opened, they will not be damaged by the pollutants. Once they are closed again, there will be no problem.

Most of those people probably thought Yun Zhong was smuggling something because of his demeanor, and stole the pollutants as if they were valuable treasures. Treasures can't be converted into cash without a sales channel. Guo Weidun's only channel to the outside world is Sheep Village. Since he had witnessed Yun Zhong's demeanor, he naturally knew that he had to hide those "treasures" for the time being and wait for the storm to pass. In order to avoid him suspecting them, they would also keep a low profile during this period.

So for now, there's no need to worry about those pollutants causing any major problems. After all, they're low-level pollutants, and as long as you don't directly ingest them, there shouldn't be any major issues. As for minor problems...

People always have to pay the price for their actions.

"咚咚-"

A crisp knocking sound came from the side. Li Yili blinked and turned her head to look. Under the strange halo, El-Qiong was looking down at him.

"I have something to talk to you about."

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The deep, dark alleyways stretched out like withered hands, gripping Guo Weidun's heart tightly. The soft sunlight, mixed with the halo of stars, barely illuminated a part of it, seemingly a glimmer of hope amidst despair, but in reality, it made the withered cane seem perfectly whole.

The Sheep Village Building is the source of these dark and withered hands.

Leaning against the wall, El-Qiong's eyes twitched wildly. In the end, he couldn't help but ask Li Yili, who was standing in the darkness with her left hand on her waist and her right hand holding a stool.

"I told you, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"Well, so what? That's why I followed you here." Li Yili shrugged.

Al Chorno took a deep breath. Although he hadn't witnessed the whole thing, he learned the details from what he heard at the scene and from other colleagues.

To avoid oneself

Li Yili also refused, and El Qiaonuo decided to ignore the small stool in Li Yili's hand, since in a sense they were on the same side.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say."

When Li Yili said that, El Qiaonuo didn't know how to respond. It wasn't because of the previous conflict with Li Yili. After witnessing Li Yili and the black goat hugging each other and sitting unharmed in the security booth, he had already made up his mind.

Li Yili is definitely an undercover agent from the Black Goat faction to carry out the real deity consecration plan!

Then all of Li Yili's actions, which he could not tolerate, became noble. As an undercover agent for Black Goat, Li Yili should understand that he was also wholeheartedly for the sake of Black Goat's offspring.

So there was no conflict between them from the very beginning!

But here's the problem: since the Black Goat didn't appear before the Black Goat's cub when he came to Guo Weidun, but instead met with Li Yili in private, it means that Li Yili's undercover work is still ongoing. Even if he guessed it, he couldn't say it directly, so on the surface, he and Li Yili are still in a hostile state.

Normally, he should have told Li Yili what he knew in a boastful tone, but... Li Yili was carrying a small stool, what if...

He got beaten up, and Li Yili didn't believe what he said, so he suffered a huge loss.

After much deliberation, Al-Jean-Beau decided to communicate with Li Yili in the manner of ordinary colleagues chatting and complaining during their free time.

"Want one?" Al-Chonno took out a cigarette from his pocket, shook out a cigarette, and offered it to Li Yili.

As expected, Li Yili gave her a look that said, "Did you get your head stuck in a door?" but she still took the cigarette, though she just held it between her fingers and didn't even put it in her mouth.

Al-Chonno, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, crossed his arms and looked sideways at the street outside the alley.

"Although I don't know how he did it, Yeropon contacted many departments and asked us to transfer those [goods] to Guoweiton within three days, and at the latest by tomorrow morning."

Li Yili's eyes twitched violently. The goods mentioned by the executive officer of Yangcun Village were numerous, but the goods mentioned by the executive officer of Yunzhong were only one: pollutants.

“I glanced at the pollutants assigned to me, and they are quite plentiful. If each executive has to handle roughly the same amount, then in three days, even more ‘goods’ will arrive than the original plan for the Descent of Gods,” El-Chonno said, his face turned toward the street, his eyes subtly glancing at Li Yili.

Although he had only glanced at it briefly, based on his many years of experience in the industry, the goods were indeed genuine. Judging from the contents of the documents, the relevant departments had already made preparations for coordination, and all that was missing was their proposal.

It was like sending charcoal in snowy weather, which is why those Yunzhong executives were cheering there. If they hadn't witnessed Li Yili and the black goat embracing, they might have cheered too.

After witnessing it, he naturally wondered if Yeropo An, the deputy minister, really had the power to get so many departments to back down. But Yeropo An wasn't just making empty promises; he simply handed over the orders and told them to handle them directly.

Li Yili's expression instantly turned cold.

Far more contaminants than originally planned for the séance?! If this batch of contaminants were to arrive, wouldn't the séance ritual be able to be initiated immediately?

Given the way these animals operate, they would definitely set up a ritual as soon as they got their hands on the contaminants. As for human sacrifice?

These streets are full of human sacrifices.

Now, it is not Dera Pal who is in charge of Guoweiton, but Yerobo An, who is more mentally stable and more dangerous, a former chosen one of the gods. Moreover, this batch of goods was arranged by Yerobo An from various departments.

Li Yili gripped the small stool tightly in her hand, her eyes twitching slightly.

He couldn't think of a way to get the goods out of Jerobo Ann's sight, but he wasn't without a way to prevent Jerobo Ann from getting the goods into Guoweidun. However, this would cause his original plan to go wrong.

For a moment, Li Yili was caught in a dilemma.

El-Qiong, who had been secretly observing Li Yili's expression, felt his heart skip a beat.

Although Li Yili didn't say a word, he noticed the change in her eyes, which didn't seem like the reaction one would expect upon hearing good news.

Thinking about it carefully, Li Yili possesses an astonishing amount of pollutants that would have been sold off by Dela Pal since March. Li Yili's current task is to completely hide the black goat's calves. In three months at most, the black goat's calves will completely fade from the sight of the past, leaving only a sheep village in Guoweiton. At that time, Li Yili can use that batch of pollutants to complete an unprecedentedly large-scale séance, catching the entire world off guard.

This is a pretty perfect plan, which is very much in line with the Black Goat's suspicious nature.

But this makes the presence of Yeroboam, the vice minister of Monster's Hammer, very glaring. With such a perfect plan that even fooled the entire Black Goat's cubs, there was no need for the Black Goat to send Yeroboam. In the end... would the Black Goat, with its suspicious nature, really openly send a vice minister?

El-Chonno's eyes flickered, and he remained silent, while Li Yili gripped her small stool, weighing the pros and cons. One was in the shadows, the other in the light, and the two were locked in a strange stalemate.

But this stalemate soon ended with Abou Jean's call to action.

"Executive Officer! Where are you?! We need to have a meeting!"

"I've had a cigarette! I'll be right there!"

Al-Qiong shouted, then hesitated for a moment before turning to look at Li Yili.

"You might not believe it, but I'm in cahoots with you. I know about your relationship with her, but I won't tell anyone else so as not to interfere with your work."

After saying that, El-Qiong left the alley without looking back, leaving Li Yili standing there blankly with her small stool in hand.

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Trying to leave?! Die!

The moment Al-Qiong turned around, Li Yili had the urge to rush over and hit Al-Qiong hard on the back of the head with the small stool in her hand, but Li Yili ultimately restrained this impulse, bent down and threw the small stool on the ground, sat on the small stool and scratched her hair.

If they really knocked Al-Jonor down with a single kick, the aftermath would be much more complicated, especially since Abu Jean is now calling for Al-Jonor.

Only those with a guilty conscience would overthink everything that happens around them and every word someone says.

Although he was an undercover agent, he had a clear conscience.

You might not believe it, but I'm in cahoots with you. I know about your relationship with her, but I won't tell anyone else so as not to interfere with your work.

Al Jonough's words would have a chemical reaction on any undercover agent, and the intensity of that reaction would vary depending on the circumstances.

It's like Captain America whispering "Hail Hydra" in the ear of a bald guy with glasses.

Holy crap! Is this organization really that awesome?!

[Is our captain one of ours? We've got it covered!]

[Wuhu—Takeoff!]

The more loyal and devoted one is to their organization, the more effective this tactic becomes.

As for why an undercover agent you've never heard of suddenly appears... does the organization need to notify you before arranging personnel?

But Li Yili wouldn't exclaim "Holy crap, you're an undercover agent too?!" at this moment, because Li Yili knew very well that Guo Weidun only had him as an undercover agent, and there could only be one. As for the "she" that Al Qiaonuo mentioned, Li Yili was also certain that Al Qiaonuo must have had some subtle misunderstanding.

So, how can we take advantage of this little misunderstanding?

Li Yili rested her chin on her hand and revealed a bright smile.

"Seriously, CEO, you went way too far to have a smoke. The meeting is about to start."

Faced with Abou Jean's complaints, Al-Jean patted Abou Jean on the shoulder, smiled awkwardly, then quickly adjusted his expression and followed Abou Jean into the conference room. The twenty desks arranged in two rows were all occupied except for the last two.

The deputy minister, Yeropo Ann, was not present. Instead, a somewhat greasy middle-aged man stood in front of the large blackboard facing the twenty desks, a position that had previously belonged to Al-Jono.

Upon seeing Al-Jonor and Abu Jean appear, the greasy middle-aged man smirked and deliberately raised his voice, "We've been waiting for the two of you. Hurry up and sit down, we're about to have a meeting."

The other executives turned around, some embarrassed, some sympathetic, but most snickering.

Abu Jean's eyes twitched violently, and just as he was about to speak, Al-Chonno reached out and pressed down on his shoulder.

Al-Jonor shook his head at Abu Jean, then pressed Abu Jean's shoulder and sat him down in the last two empty seats.

Competition among the young black goats has always been like this. Two failures were not enough to affect his performance ranking among the young black goats. However, performance ranking is one thing, but everyone has an unfair and unreasonable ranking in their hearts. Two major failures caused him to fall to the bottom of this ranking.

But what matters most now is not the ranking in the mind of this boring employee, but Yeropon's purpose.

Al-Jean-Noah quickly scanned the orders on the table, which were a lifeline for the entire Black Goat's young.

The meeting lasted nearly three hours. The greasy middle-aged man in front of the blackboard was spitting everywhere, his neck and face flushed red, and he was very excited. But Al-Jonor lost interest after listening for only the first twenty minutes. This was a meeting, not a pre-battle pep talk. What they needed was calm analysis, not slogans like "Let's do our best! We must succeed!" Out of understanding for his colleague's enthusiasm, he did not choose to leave immediately.

In the same meeting, where tasks were being assigned, Li Yili was far superior. She didn't yell or shout, and there were no unnecessary lines. She calmly explained the purpose, expected value, and specific direction of the plan. Even though he listened with prejudice, he couldn't find any problems and still listened to the whole thing and remembered his part.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the other members of the Yunzhong group were to slack off, as long as they did not go on strike, all the tasks assigned by Li Yili would be completed smoothly.

Although his colleagues were cheering, Al-Jiong was certain that they would have a real headache dealing with it later, especially since Yeropon had demanded that the shipment be delivered within three days, which made things even more difficult.