Sir! Don't close the net!

"I want a wish-granting bottle that guarantees your wish will come true!"

"I'll buy two!"

Li Yili had no doubt that if it weren't for the Yunzhong executives stopping him, the platform he was standing on would have been blown up by now.

"Of course, to prevent resale of the wishing bottles, everyone who buys one must register with their real name, and can only buy one wishing bottle per day, so..."

Li Yili smiled slightly.

"Those who wish to purchase a wishing bottle, please remove all masks from your face and register at the tent on the right."

The residents of Instas didn't find anything wrong with Li Yili's request; in fact, they thought it was perfectly reasonable. These were wishing bottles that could grant wishes, and if there were no restrictions on purchasing them, they might become the unlucky ones who couldn't buy one.

In an instant, the residents of Instas, who were crowding around the high platform, all turned their heads and rushed straight toward the tent that had just been set up to Li Yili's right.

"Everyone, shout the slogan with me: Long live displacement!"

Long live displacement!

Long live displacement!

Long live displacement!

Li Yili casually tossed the megaphone to Abu Jean, yawned, and walked down from the platform. Alma, who was guarding below the platform, hesitated for a moment before following behind Li Yili and whispering, "Can wishes really be granted on the surface of the Sea of ​​the Dead?"

“No,” Li Yili waved her hand.

"Oh~ that's right."

Alma smiled and nodded, following Li Yili out of the coast. Just as they were approaching the Sheep Village building, Alma suddenly realized what was happening and grabbed Li Yili's shoulder. "Wait! What did you say! You can't have your wish granted?!"

“Isn’t that obvious? If I could grant their wishes, why would I sell them the chance to do so?” Li Yili raised her hand and waved it.

Alma's breath hitched. "You lied to those residents."

“You prefer to call it a wage recovery program, isn’t that better? They like that name more, see how much they love to drain water,” Li Yili grinned. “Secretary Alma, this is a good thing. If you’re telling the truth, you don’t know what they’ll do.”

Although Li Yili was smiling, her eyes looked tired. Alma suddenly realized something, hesitated for a moment, and then changed the subject, "But what you said about fulfilling wishes is too exaggerated. There is no basis for it at all. The displacement alone is not convincing enough."

"

“Ah~ You don’t need to worry about that,” Li Yili waved her fingers left and right. “After suspicion comes verification, so naturally we’ll start by investigating the records related to the Sea of ​​Dead. So, Secretary Alma, if you were a resident of Instas, where would you investigate?”

Alma blinked, pondered for a moment while with her chin in her hand, then widened her eyes, "Instass Museum!"

“Correct. As a reward, your skirt will be shortened by five centimeters,” Li Yili said, raising her finger and waving it from side to side. “If they go there for a while, they will only become more convinced that there is something above the sea, and that there must be a power beyond their imagination.”

Alma's lips twitched. "When did you start planning this?"

"It's just a coincidence, really just a coincidence."

“No one would believe that,” Alma muttered under her breath before straightening up. “But what about Bishop Azawi? Your wishing bottle plan completely violates their doctrine, and they will most likely try to obstruct it.”

“Ha—we’re already planning to kick them out of Instas, why do you care if they’re happy or not?” Li Yili rolled her eyes.

“Of course I know that, but it depends on the situation,” Alma reminded her with great seriousness. “If you violate their doctrines, or even have the tendency to subvert them, they will use any means necessary.”

"Really? For example?"

Seeing that Li Yili was still acting carefree, Alma was a little annoyed. "They will try every means to slander you, saying that you have long been corrupted by the evil god and that every move you make is under the control of the evil god, with the aim of destroying Instas."

“Uh… Secretary Alma.”

"What's wrong?! Have you finally realized how serious the problem is?" Alma put her hands on her hips and muttered irritably.

“We are from the past.”

Li Yili's expression was incredibly sincere.

He was certain that there was no god in the world more evil and chaotic than the one of the past.

After a long silence, Alma glanced to the side and said, "I... I know that! That's why I wanted you to be more careful! Don't let them find out!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm a good person in every way, except I'm extremely cautious," Li Yili said seriously, patting Alma on the shoulder. "I won't leave any room for error. Secretary Alma, you can try to recall if you don't believe me."

Alma frowned slightly, thinking carefully for a moment. Although it was hard to associate Yan Jin with Li Yili, it seemed that, as Li Yili said, there was absolutely no...

Alma felt a subtle gaze coming from behind Li Yili. Instinctively, Alma turned her head and looked over. On the steps, a statue of an octopus, bat, and human figure sitting on a throne, which could only be described as absurd, was facing her.

"Damn it!"

Chapter Sixty-Six: My Arrival in Hebei Province

Zieg noticed the changes that had occurred in Instas.

Although he firmly believed that there was a place above the sea, he also knew that the Instasians did not believe in the existence of a place above the sea. If he told others with unwavering conviction that there was a place above the sea and that he was determined to go there, he would most likely be ridiculed or simply ignored.

But today, everyone was excitedly discussing "above the sea," which puzzled Sieg, but it didn't stop him from feeling happy. He was so happy that he even felt like he was dreaming. So Sieg tentatively squeezed into the middle of a few people who were talking and raised his right hand high.

"Hello—there is a place above the sea!"

"Isn't that obvious!"

Yes, it must exist above the sea.

"I really hope that Yangcun Logistics can reach the sea soon!"

There was no mockery, no ignoring; the people exchanging words nodded and sighed quite readily.

Zig secretly pinched his waist.

It hurts so much—

So this isn't a dream!

"Soon! Sheep Village Logistics will be able to reach the sea very soon!" Zig waved his hand vigorously.

"Of course!"

"Stop talking, I'm going to apply for a job at Yangcun Logistics right now. I heard they're very busy lately with a lot of orders. It wouldn't be good if the project was delayed."

“I’ll go too, but I suggest working at the Fire Elf Steelworks. If the Fire Elf Steelworks can’t supply the parts, that would really delay the Sheep Village logistics project.”

"By the way, I heard that Austin sent people to cause trouble at the Fire Elf Steel Mill, trying to cripple the Fire Elf's finances. Let's not go and watch the show today."

"I understand, I understand."

Such conversations are not uncommon. Even the defective products in the Maosai District, known as the Instass Junkyard, have started discussing this matter, even more enthusiastically than in other districts. This is because neither the Fire Elf Steel Mill nor the Sheep Village Logistics has any strict requirements for its employees, so even defective products can be competent. Moreover, defective products can register to buy wishing bottles simply by using their faces.

The entire Instas began to show unprecedented enthusiasm, but not everyone liked this enthusiasm.

In the Instas mask factory, Cardinal Seville, the Asawi, was listening to reports from the priests stationed in Instas about the recent unrest in Instas.

"The Fire Sprite Steelworks and Sheep Village Logistics have already gained the upper hand, and nearly half of the residents of Instas have become employees of the Fire Sprite Steelworks and Sheep Village Logistics."

"In terms of funding, Yangcun Village..."

The flow of funds provided the Fire Sprites with a large number of orders, and the transportation of the Fire Sprites' supplies was fully handled by Sheep Village Logistics. Furthermore, due to Sheep Village Logistics' ongoing Wishing Bottle project, the funds held by the residents of Instas are flowing back into Sheep Village Logistics, completing a closed loop.

Selvi, who was staring at the newspaper, picked up his pen and waved it around.

"But as long as there are no problems with the mask and the medicine, it's not a big deal."

The tall priest leaned back slightly, "The mask and the potion..."

Selvi raised an eyebrow, sensing something was wrong. Before he could ask a question, another priest spoke rapidly, as if rushing to leave work, "Sheep Village Logistics says that you have to register with your real name to buy the wishing bottle, but there are rumors that the head of Sheep Village Logistics heard a call from someone called Drainage, saying that Drainage doesn't like our masks and potions, so the masks and potions we prepared these past two days haven't sold out."

The prayer room fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

With trembling right hand, Selvi took off his glasses and placed them on the newspaper.

“David, Biga, Balan, the three of you stay here, the rest of you go out.”

The priests bowed their heads and quickly withdrew, leaving only three priests with diagonal crosses pinned to their shoulders standing in place. The moment the prayer room door closed, Seville erupted.

"Above the sea? There is no such thing as above the sea in this world! Heretics, no—cultists! The most heinous cultists in history!"

"Displacement capacity? Evil! I have never seen such an evil power! These fools actually believe that such an evil power can grant their wishes!"

“Bishop Seville, don’t worry, this is just a way for Sheep Village Logistics to make money,” Balan said quickly, bending down as Seville caught his breath, seeing that he was getting more and more agitated.

"Money-grabbing tactics?! Is this money-grabbing? This is provocation, this is blasphemy! Sheep Village Logistics is blaspheming our doctrines with ridiculous water discharge!" Selvi waved his finger forcefully. "And you just stood by and did it!"

“Your Excellency, Fire Spirits and Yang Village Logistics are recruiting residents of Instas with extremely low entry requirements and high salaries. Even people from the Maosai District are joining Fire Spirits and Yang Village one after another,” David said, quickening his pace. “Our processing plant cannot recruit residents of Instas.”

"Austin! What is that good-for-nothing Austin doing! Didn't he claim to be the master of Instas?!"

“Austin is now criticizing the fire spirits’ behavior,” Biga said, bending down slightly.

"Useless! All of you are useless!"

Selvi slammed his pen onto the newspaper on the table and stood up abruptly. "I came to Instas to review the results of Bishop Azawi's experiments over the past twenty years! Not to clean up a mess!"

“Your Excellency, everything was going smoothly,” Balan explained nervously, seeing Servi’s terrifying, man-eating appearance. “It really just suddenly turned out like this. Those Instasians suddenly started talking about displacement and that it exists on the sea.”

"waste!!!"

Servi roared in a heart-wrenching rage, raising his hand and slamming it down.

"Do I need to teach you how to solve this kind of thing? Sheep Village Logistics is a bunch of cultists! Their minister is a spokesperson for an evil god! Just drag him to the execution platform and hang him, wouldn't that solve the problem?"

David, Biga, and Balan remained silent, their faces tense.

Although Servi's words are simple, they are actually very difficult to do. This is because Sheep Village Logistics is a cult, which is why it is difficult for them to find fault with it. Now, because of the wishing bottle, the Instas people are more willing to believe in Sheep Village Logistics.

"Speak up! Why aren't you saying anything!"

“Your Excellency…we are not good at this.”

"Hiss—what are you all good for!" Selvi took a deep breath and slammed his right knuckles heavily on the table.

"They want to go to the surface of the sea, don't they? Then tell them that the surface of the sea is the abode of evil gods!"

"If anyone reaches the surface of the sea, it will awaken the evil gods there, causing the entire world to be destroyed!"

Chapter Sixty-Seven: This is called the center of gravity.

"Were you startled?"

Under Alma's astonished gaze, Li Yili bent down, picked up the statue from the steps, and gestured to Alma.

"Sheep Village Logistics professional figurine, Sheep Village Logistics is awesome! Doesn't it give you the feeling of being stared at? Actually, the design does take that into account. As long as your peripheral vision lingers on this figurine, oh no, I mean the surrounding area, you'll get the feeling of being stared at, to create that atmosphere..."

Li Yili paused, holding the statue in her left hand, and gave Alma a thumbs-up with her right.

“I had Abu and the others secretly hide these statues in inconspicuous corners of Instas, and also buried many along the coast.”

"Ah...ah! Ah—"