Sir! Don't close the net!

They hated Li Yili, hated her so much they wanted to kill her, but they were also terrified of the out-of-control chosen one.

People don't actively choose things they dislike, but if the other option is something they fear, they will naturally find many reasons to accept things they dislike.

“Yerobo An is not our comrade. He and the other departments besides Life wanted to sell us out to the Crusades,” El raised his fist and waved it angrily. “If our Mother had given the order, we would have been willing to die, but he deceived us! Our Mother would never abandon us!”

[Give them a way out]

The biggest reason these Cloud Clan executives still harbored illusions about Jeroboam was that Jeroboam was a chosen one of God. With Dera Pal gone, Jeroboam represented the old world, and rebelling against or even trying to harm Jeroboam was no different from going against their own faith.

Therefore, we must give them a way out, a way to get past Jeroboam.

Nothing is more useful than a black goat.

Unless the Black Goat himself appears and explains, none of the Black Goat's offspring will accept that they have been abandoned by the Black Goat.

As El had expected, the Cloud Clan members present all showed expressions of annoyance. At this moment, their anger towards Yerobo An exceeded their disgust for Li Yili.

Li Yili, who had been observing the reactions of the Yunzhong executives present, couldn't help but sigh. El Qiaonuo was indeed a very reliable "partner." With El's help, he was saved a lot of trouble.

But he just felt awkward and didn't want to admit that El was his helper, and he understood why.

Everyone hopes that the person they like is a good person, but that's often impossible.

“Alright—now that we know who the real enemy is, let’s get down to business,” Li Yili said, putting her hands behind her back and turning around with a bright smile. “No matter what we do these next few days, Yeropo An won’t notice.”

"What makes you say that? Yeropon is nearing out of control, practically a madman, and it's very likely..."

"They might just take action directly," Abu Rang scoffed, seeing Li Yili's presumptuous manner as if she were about to preside over the meeting. "You wouldn't be suggesting we draw Yeropon's fire, would you?"

The other members of the crowd who had strong opinions about Li Yili nodded in agreement.

El frowned slightly, wanting to speak up for Li Yili, but seeing Li Yili's calm demeanor, he immediately understood and stood aside quietly waiting.

“Those favored by the gods are still human. The closer they get to a desperate situation, the more predictable their actions become,” Li Yili rubbed her fingers and chuckled coldly. “Knowing that he is about to go mad, he will naturally want to alleviate the situation and regain his sanity.”

"Once those favored by the gods approach madness, they are almost nonexistent..."

Al was taken aback, recalling Jeff's conversation with him during the investigation of Guo Welton's clinic. His eyes widened, and he stared at Li Yili in astonishment.

"The madness of those favored by the gods is irreversible; all they can do is cling to the last rope and struggle to avoid falling into the abyss, but..."

Li Yili raised her finger, and her smile gradually deepened.

"Guo Weidun is an exception. As a chosen one, he was on the verge of madness, but miraculously recovered and even gained the support of all the ministers. He is about to become a cadre. Ah~ why is that?"

"Although I don't know why, such an important answer must have been carefully hidden by Dela Pal in some corner of Guoweiton."

Abu Jean and the others gasped in surprise, while El's astonishment turned into deep admiration; Li Yili's meticulousness had exceeded his expectations.

Clearly, from the beginning, Li Yili was prepared for other divinely favored beings, besides those with life, to take advantage of Dela Pal's absence to do things detrimental to the black goat's offspring in Guoweiton.

First, they used methods they couldn't fathom to drive the chosen ones to the brink of madness. Then, they used Dela Pal's miraculous recovery from madness as bait to lure those who desperately wanted to recover to follow the bait. And afterwards... Li Yili must also have some plan to kill the chosen ones.

As for what the plan is, he couldn't guess, but he was certain that there must be one. The plan was all interconnected, and there was definitely a next move!

“You, yes, it’s you,” Li Yili pointed at Joel and nodded under the latter’s astonished gaze. “Take a group of Cloud Clan members to the Temple of Guoweidun. Find a place near the Temple of Guoweidun and dig a big pit, the bigger the better. After you finish digging, fill the area around it with Crimson Leaf Ore. Remember, it should only be near the Temple of Guoweidun. Don’t let any corners of the Temple of Guoweidun appear in the pit you dig.”

Joel glanced at El, and seeing that El didn't speak, he could only nod. "There should be some Cloud Clan members who are willing to listen to me, but I'm not sure if I'll have enough time to dig the big pit you want. Let me make this clear first: most of the Cloud Clan members haven't seen what Yerobo An looks like."

“No, let’s go find those Cloud Clan members,” Li Yili said, bending her finger. “Tell them it’s Jeroboam’s order. Trying to persuade them is a waste of time. Once we’ve dealt with Jeroboam, they’ll know who to wag their tails to.”

This guy!!!

Joel's lips twitched, genuinely relieved that he had joined forces with El and Li Yili, while simultaneously mourning for five minutes the Yunzhong whose feelings would be manipulated by Li Yili.

“You two are carrying out trust… never mind, whether they are trusted or not won’t affect the plan anyway,” Li Yili raised her hand and pointed at Ximan and Geno, “Go to the station and wait to receive the contaminants. Remember to mark and record each piece of contaminant in the new ledger.”

Heman and Geno nodded vigorously.

"The rest of the people..."

Li Yili pressed her neck and twisted it from side to side, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

"It's time for a home visit."

Chapter Seventy-Six: Turning Everyone into Suspects

The wooden door was violently kicked open, and a burly man, leaning against the door frame and panting heavily, shouted at the short man in the corner of the room who had his back to him.

"Jerry! Something terrible has happened!"

The short man with narrow, rat-like eyes put down his magnifying glass with a helpless expression, closed the box in front of him, and turned to look at the burly man.

"I told you, Ek, calm down. We'll make a lot of money and become rich in the future. We must start cultivating our character now, so that we won't be looked down upon by others later."

“What big thing could it be? That Levi’s Est. Richard only goes to that junkyard once in eight hundred years, and now he’s being watched by everyone. Even if he had a million times the courage, he wouldn’t dare to go and inspect the junkyard at this time.”

After saying that, Jerry turned around and went back.

"The Sheep Village officials are going door-to-door!" Ek quickly walked up behind Jerry, grabbed his shoulders, and shook him vigorously. "Have they heard something and decided to conduct a thorough search of these treasures?"

Upon hearing that the Sheep Village executive might be conducting a thorough search, Jerry was completely stunned, and then screamed in alarm after realizing what was happening.

"How is that possible! Didn't we agree to keep a low profile during this period? Didn't we just confirm yesterday that all the items we divided were still there?!"

"I don't know either... Ah!"

"I know! It must be that guy Murray!"

Ek's eyes widened.

"That guy is a greedy thief! He's swallowed pearls before! When he was caught, he was beaten so badly he spat them out on the spot. He must be..."

While we were dividing the spoils, they secretly ate one of the treasures! Then, while we were keeping a low profile, they spat it out and sold it to someone! But the Sheep Village Executive overheard something!

"That bastard!" Ike gritted his teeth in anger. "Speaking of which, Murray has been unusually low-key these past two days, we haven't seen him at all, damn it!"

“Calm down. Since those Sheep Village executives are placing them door-to-door, it means they don’t know who’s hiding Levi’s Est. Richard’s smuggled treasure!” Jerry took a deep breath and placed his hand on Ek’s arm. “Go and tell the others to hide the stuff and act normally. Without evidence, they have no reason to force their way in!”

"I understand!"

Ek nodded vigorously, turned around, and rushed out.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After finishing his visit to the third resident of Guoweidun, Abu Jean couldn't help but complain to Li Yili, who was walking ahead of him.

“Why are we doing so much unnecessary work? How many families and how many people does Guo Weiton have? Isn’t the tax office ready to handle it? Besides, why should I travel with you? I want to be with Executive Officer Al.”

“Mr. Abu Jean, don’t forget I haven’t settled the score with you for destroying my ranch yet,” Li Yili, who was walking in front, raised her finger and waved it from side to side. “You want Executive Officer El to pay for your actions, right? You should have realized that now Executive Officer El listens to me.”

Abu Jean muttered resentfully, "I was just offering my opinion!"

“This is a necessary step,” Li Yili said, flipping through the registered documents in her hand. “We need to make the residents of Guoweiton clearly understand how much we value this matter. Only through face-to-face registration will they take it to heart.”

“Ha—so that’s why…we didn’t tell them what we were supposed to do after registering,” Abu Jean said, his face darkening. “You didn’t even tell us. Do you know how much trouble this will cause us?”

"Can't you do that?" Li Yili raised an eyebrow. "Then I can arrange other work for you."

Abu Jang's breath hitched, veins bulging on his forehead. "Who says it can't be done!"

Before Li Yili could answer, Abu Rang stormed out.

“It really works,” Li Yili glanced at Abu Rang’s back, then looked down at the list in her hand, her fingers tightening slightly.

He knew who the mastermind behind the theft of the pollutants was, but he didn't know how many people were involved. So the best way was to make everyone a suspect.

"I hope everything goes well."

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"We will contact you in person to inform you of the specific details later. We hope you can cooperate by registering."

El's businesslike attitude made Yolan hesitate to ask about immigration. After all, the so-called immigration was just El's verbal statement, without any written guarantee. If he asked every opportunity, it might offend El and cause the matter to remain just talk.

“We will cooperate,” Yoran said, wiping the sweat from his brow.

Noticing that her husband was acting strangely, Amya reached out and placed her hand on Yoran's.

“Your family…” El looked around with his pen in hand, raised an eyebrow when he saw the two gift bags, but didn’t pay much attention. He tapped the list in his hand with the tip of his pen. “It’s just you two, right?”

"Yes……"

As soon as Amya opened her mouth, Yolan put his arm around her shoulder, placed his right hand on her stomach, and emphasized to El.

"It's a family of three."

Amya was taken aback and looked at Yolan with a surprised expression.

"Is that so?" El raised an eyebrow, glanced at Amy's belly with some difficulty, then remembered the plan Li Yili had told him. After considering it for a moment, he nodded, "I understand, a family of three, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes—"

Yolan gripped Amya's shoulders tightly and nodded forcefully.

“Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Yolan,” Al said, slipping the list between his fingers and standing up to return his chair to its original position. “We’ll be opening a new business at the Sheep Village Building as early as tomorrow morning, or at the latest tomorrow afternoon, if time permits…”

"Yes, yes! There definitely is!" Yoran nodded vigorously.

El chuckled, picked up his briefcase from the ground, turned around, and walked down the stairs. Yolan quickly released Amya's shoulder, smiling ingratiatingly as he rubbed his hands together to see El off.

Amya frowned slightly and remained seated without moving. Soon, Yolan came up and complained to Amya.

"Amya, why didn't you come with me to see Executive Officer El off? That's incredibly rude of you."

“Why did you lie?” Amy stared straight into Yolan’s eyes. “You’ve been dragging me to the hospital for checkups every day for the past two days. I’m not pregnant.”

Yolan was taken aback, his gaze darting away, and he muttered softly, "The hospital isn't always right. I have a feeling I'm going to be a father."

Amya opened her mouth, but the sound that was about to come out of her throat ultimately turned into a sigh.

"Don't do that again next time."

Chapter 77 The Great Resurrection Operation of the Guoweidun Temple

At 3 PM, Li Yili and Abu Jean returned to the long-closed bar in the alley. The other Yunzhong executives responsible for registration were already in place, sorting through the collected lists, and one of the people in charge of receiving the pollutants, Ximan, was also present.

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Upon seeing Li Yili return, Ximan immediately stood up and reported, "Two-thirds of the orders have been handed over, and the remaining orders are expected to be handed over before five o'clock. Then, something strange happened."

“Something strange?” Li Yili raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, I asked the people in charge of the transport, and they didn’t encounter any surprise checks along the way,” Seaman nodded.

“Maybe he’s lying to you, just like they lied to us saying these pollutants are harmless,” Abu Jean muttered, placing the list on the table.

“I’ve thought about it, so I went on the train myself to check. I’ve witnessed those surprise inspections before,” Hyman said, arms crossed and brows furrowed slightly. “They do surprise inspections because they have fairly reliable intelligence sources. So it’s less of an inspection and more of a vandalism. You can tell at a glance whether it’s been raided or not.”