Sir! Don't close the net!

Chapter Fifty-Three: I've only been here for less than a week!

Li Yili did not expect the Flame Elf to hand over detailed plans for every action it had taken in Instas since it settled there.

If he asked, the fire elf would definitely give it to him, but

When it will be given, and whether it will be genuine, is hard to say. Rather than alerting the fire elves and giving them time to cover up some shady things, it's better to just blow up the fishpond and see how many are caught.

Sure enough, the fish started darting around.

Li Yili whistled as she walked unhurriedly into the chaotic factory with her hands behind her back. Joey was roaring and pointing at everything, and all the fire elf members looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Li Yili was well aware of this reaction. Back in Guoweidun, when they heard that the Crusaders had their eyes on the young black goats, El and the others had the same reaction. This was because the Crusaders were very persistent, and once someone was caught by them, it wasn't just a matter of someone dying.

Unlike Galar Horn, which is particularly enlightened in some respects, as long as the protection fee is paid properly, things can be settled.

While Instass is the world's largest seaport, it is truly Nibelung territory. If anything happens, the Valkyries from Valhalla should be the ones to arrive, not the candidates from the Crusades.

Why did Abel appear in Instas?

Li Yili hadn't figured it out yet. He was too busy hiding from Abel to bomb Abel's fishpond, so he could only bomb the fire elves. To be honest, he had already prepared for this. Joey was also confused as to why the candidates for the Cross Expeditionary Force would suddenly appear in Instas.

The result was astonishing; judging by the way they were investigating the entire factory, it was clearly not the first time.

This is very strange.

Li Yili smiled and stood behind Joey, speaking softly.

“Vice Minister Joey, I think you shouldn’t try to fool me with some things. That candidate came to ambush me on purpose, and he will most likely continue to do so. If I don’t know anything, I’ll be in big trouble.”

Joey froze for a moment, his eyes flickering, before he yelled at the other fire elf members, "You guys keep investigating! Minister Li Yili, come over here with me to talk."

After yelling, Joey raised her hand and gestured for Li Yili to follow her to a secluded corner. After a long silence, Joey sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"Minister Li Yili, you don't seem surprised at all."

“Is being surprised useful?” Li Yili raised her eyes. “Instasdas is the largest seaport in the Nibelungen and also the largest seaport in the world. It’s normal for someone like Bishop Azawi to appear. It’s not surprising if someone from the Crusades appears, but it’s not right for someone with such a delicate identity as a candidate to appear.”

"Can I interpret this as Bishop Azave having reached some kind of agreement with the Galar Horn and being doing something quite important to them in Instas?"

Joey opened his mouth, then lowered his head. "Here's what happened."

"So, under what circumstances would a candidate for the Crusades be brought here?"

Joey looked conflicted. He didn't really want to answer Li Yili's question because it touched on the core of Instas's operation. The more Li Yili knew, the faster the black goat's offspring would penetrate Instas. But now the Cross Expeditionary Force's candidates had arrived in Instas and blocked Li Yili's way.

The problem has become quite serious.

“Untreated wastewater leaked from the Fire Elf Steel Plant and was discharged into the Dead Man’s Sea,” Joey said, pinching the bridge of his nose and frowning. “This shouldn’t have happened. We haven’t had this problem for six years. We check everything from start to finish every month.”

"Oh~ Hmm?"

Li Yili stood there, stunned.

Just as black goat calves use logistics companies as a cover to transport pollutants, fire elves also use steel mills as a cover to carry out refining work, mixing pollutants into metals to synthesize them. This process generates a large amount of highly polluting wastewater.

Of course, for the old days, this wastewater was also a treasure. Although it could not be transported, it could be used on the spot. This was the reason why the fire elves ranked close to, and even once approached, the number one position.

At least that's what he's always thought.

But now Joey is telling him that the fire spirits have been dealing with that wastewater all along? And that they conduct monthly inspections to prevent wastewater leaks and ocean pollution?

This is simply unbelievable! To put it in perspective, it's as outrageous as a capitalist paying out of his own pocket to provide social insurance and housing fund contributions for every employee!

They actually maintained that status for six years!

"Uh, um, we're from the past, right?"

"Of course!"

“Fine… then,” Li Yili accepted the result with great reluctance. “So, how does the pollution of the Sea of ​​Dead people relate to Bishop Azawi? If the ocean is polluted, how can they send their candidates all the way here?”

Joey looked around and lowered his voice.

"Because Bishop Azave is conducting some kind of experiment in Instas."

"Huh? An experiment? Do those guys even have that capability?" Compared to Bishop Azavet's experiments in Instas, Li Yili was even more surprised that Bishop Azavet was conducting experiments.

It's important to understand that Bishop Azavet didn't just say that everything was God's will; he genuinely believed it. Conducting experiments is a process of verification, essentially questioning God's will repeatedly. Moreover, Bishop Azavet wasn't particularly skilled in handicrafts.

This is more like what the Church of Steam and Steel God does.

“Uh… well, it may sound unbelievable, but they really did spend nearly twenty years in Instass conducting some kind of experiment,” Joey, who understood Li Yili’s feelings, also chimed in.

"So, what exactly is the experiment?" Li Yili pinched the bridge of her nose, "to observe the current condition of marine life in the Dead Man's Sea?"

"To make the masks and potions used by the residents of Instas, the potions require seawater from the Sea of ​​the Dead."

Li Yili froze on the spot, her eyes slowly widening.

Were the masks and potions circulated in Instastos made by Bishop Azawi?!

This is the world's largest seaport, and he was already mentally prepared that the waters around India were deep, but these waters were just too deep.

It was not only profound, but it also overturned his long-held beliefs.

"Deputy Minister Joey, wait a minute—let me sort out my thoughts."

Li Yili rubbed her temples and paced back and forth, recalling everything she had experienced since arriving in Instas. The more she recalled, the more her scalp tingled, because she had discovered something extremely important.

"Damn it—I've only been here for less than a week!"

Chapter Fifty-Four: It was all a coincidence, wasn't it?

Li Yili always believed that while the Nibelungen's Galar Horn, the Black Gate and the Celestials of the Ancient Veda, the Steam and Steel God's Cult of the Wasteland, and the Azavetaes of Eden were not exactly good people, one should always compare different options before making a judgment. Compared to the scourges of the Old World, they were all considered good people.

What Bishop Azavet did in Instas was, to put it simply, human experimentation. Li Yili did not know what Bishop Azavet's purpose was in conducting such mask experiments, but one of the most likely results was the Thorns, the former capital of Eden.

This makes a lot of things make sense.

For example, why was Ips so confident in saying that the people in the Thorns, the former capital of Eden, were exiles, and that the pirates would suffer the same fate? It was because Bishop Azavet was behind this, and Bishop Azavet intended to use similar methods to turn the pirates into exiles.

In comparison, the old days, when people simply wanted to build temples in a sea of ​​the dead, had a much simpler way of thinking.

"Hiss—ha—"

Li Yili took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, barely managing to recover from the shocking reality.

Regardless of Bishop Azavet's purpose, they have been conducting mask experiments in Instas for twenty years. On the surface, the result is that the value of Instas individuals has been infinitely devalued. They have no choice but to live as others. If they cannot become obedient workers in the hands of Instas capitalists, they are defective products.

"Um, Vice Minister Joey, do you know where in Instas the place where Bishop Azavet makes masks and potions?"

Joey blinked, somewhat wary. "Minister Li Yili, why are you asking this? Although this is Nibelungen territory, Galar Horn and Bishop Azavet have reached an agreement on this matter, which is why that candidate was able to come here so easily."

"Ha—I mean, what if you've checked everything from beginning to end and still haven't found a single problem?" Li Yili shook her head helplessly, rubbing her forehead.

Joey was stunned, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

If there is no leakage problem, then there is only one possibility left: Bishop Azavet's experiment in Instas is coming to an end, and there is no longer any need for him to coexist peacefully with the fire elves.

Simply put, it means being heartless and cruel.

Thinking deeper, this is a Nibelungen harbor. Even if Instas was bombed, it would have nothing to do with Bishop Azavet. So this cleanup could very well be a big move. And thinking about it more carefully, even the Galar Horn has its pride. Allowing Bishop Azavet to do this on his own turf would be more than just a matter of pride if it got exposed.

What should I do?

Let the evil organization that everyone acknowledges take the blame. Anyway, the Flame Elves must have done a lot of bastard things in Instas. As long as they did one thing, every bastard thing that happened afterward would be attributed to the Flame Elves.

The Fire Elves have been rooted in Instas for ten years, and much of their foundation is tied to Instas. Trying to escape wouldn't be a drastic measure, but rather a desperate act of self-sacrifice.

"No, that's impossible. If they really wanted to shift all the blame onto the Fire Elves, why would a candidate for the Cross Expeditionary Commander appear in front of you!" Joey suddenly realized, staring intently at Li Yili.

Tsk—

“Vice Minister Joey, do I need to remind you of the Crusader’s methods of execution?” Li Yili rolled her eyes. “The Fire Elves are rooted in Instas, they can’t escape. Do you think the Crusader would worry about you running away beforehand? Rather…”

Li Yili paused, then smiled meaningfully.

"If I don't scare you a little, how can I make you reveal your weaknesses?"

Joey's breath hitched; what Li Yili said was indeed very much in line with the style of the Crusades.

“Speaking of which… if Austin helps out, it should be easy to achieve a situation where most of the residents of Instass condemn the fire elves,” Li Yili said, tilting her chin up, turning around to stand behind Joey, and raising her head.

Joey's eyes widened slightly, his pupils trembling violently.

It wasn't just easy, it was effortless. If it were before, Austin might not have sold out the fire elves, after all...

They've never openly broken ties before, but things are different now. They've broken ties with Austin, and their minister, Josephine, is probably still making threats to Austin.

The source of Josephine's impulsive actions was right behind him.

Joey stiffly turned his head to look at Li Yili.

He now has a bold guess: Li Yili never joined forces with Austin at all. It was all just speculation on their part. They were the ones who broke ties with Austin, causing the Flame Elves to become passive in Instas. It had nothing to do with Li Yili, because all the residents of Instas knew about Li Yili's flamboyant behavior. Li Yili is currently focused on preparing for the construction of an underwater park at the Dead Man's Sea Wharf, and is even preparing to release related merchandise.

Now, for the fire elves, it's no longer so important whether Bishop Azavet really intends to clean up the mess and pin all the blame on them. What's important is that Austin has become a noose around their necks, and as long as Instas's operating method remains unchanged, that noose will only tighten.

But Li Yili had only been in Instas for less than seven days, and judging from her expression just now, she had only just learned that Bishop Asawi was conducting mask experiments in Instas.

So, was it just a coincidence? Very, very coincidentally, the situation began to tilt in a certain direction?

"Oh dear—now that I think about it, isn't the situation terrible for us?!"

Li Yili exclaimed in surprise, realizing what was happening, and turned around to pat Vice Minister Joey heavily on the shoulder.

"Vice Minister Joey, what do you think we should do now?!"

Damn it—don't ask me!!!

Joey's lips twitched violently.

He now suspects that everything was orchestrated by Li Yili, but he can't find any evidence, or even a plausible reason for Li Yili to cause the Flame Elf and Austin to break off relations.

The fire elves were brought down by Austin and then sent to the execution platform by the Crusader. The black goat's offspring may not necessarily be implicated, but they will certainly face many difficulties afterward, let alone building a temple. The black goat's offspring will not receive any benefits.

If Austin is brought down by the Fire Elves, then the entire Instas will fall into the hands of the Fire Elves, and will have nothing to do with the Black Goat's cubs. No, it should be said that there is one benefit: the Black Goat's cubs will no longer be targeted by Austin, and there will be no more man-made disasters hindering the Black Goat's cubs from building the underwater temple. But is this really a benefit for the Black Goat's cubs?

Joey subconsciously looked away, not daring to meet Li Yili's gaze.

So, it's all just a coincidence, right?

Chapter Fifty-Five: Going Back to an Older Grass!

Watching Li Yili's departing figure, the huge sense of loss made Qiao Yi feel dizzy and her legs went weak, almost causing her to fall to the ground.

This morning, he was sitting comfortably in his seat, chatting and joking with his subordinates, saying that once the black goat's cub took the blame for the failed temple construction, the fire elves could do whatever they wanted without restraint.

Only a few hours?