Sir! Don't close the net!

It's just like an empty wine bottle.

Bert couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Everyone thinks so, but in reality... it might really just be a bottle that you can find anywhere."

But this is the wish bottle that is destined to fulfill its mission.

There exists a miraculous power in this world called displacement, but only the head of Sheep Village Logistics knows how to use this power, and only Sheep Village Logistics, which has the knowledge of the head of Sheep Village Logistics, can operate it to send this ordinary wine bottle to the sea.

Therefore, the bottles in the hands of Yangcun Logistics are wish bottles that will fulfill their mission.

"The first wish bottle will be released at 8 PM tonight. Mr. Bert, please make sure to write your wish before then. Of course, even if you miss it, it doesn't matter. The wish bottle will still be effective."

Under the envious gazes of everyone, Bert, holding the "Mission Accomplished" wish bottle, got up and left Sheep Village Logistics. He wasn't worried that his success would attract unwanted attention or that someone would covet his "Mission Accomplished" bottle.

Because it uses a real-name registration system, this "Mission Accomplished Wishing Bottle" belongs only to him.

But he was conflicted.

When Bert got home, he didn't go back to work. Instead, he placed the "Mission Accomplished" wish bottle on the table, pulled his chair to the other side, and sat down to look at it from afar without saying a word.

Bert did not make any move until the sun set and Zieg pushed open the door and entered.

"Bert, what's wrong with you...?"

Zig tilted his head, looking somewhat blankly at Bert, who sat motionless in the chair like a wax figure.

“Zig, I got the Mission Accomplishment Wishing Bottle. In the entire Instas, including me, only four people got the Mission Accomplishment Wishing Bottle,” Bert said softly as he looked at Zig.

"Bert, you're amazing!"

Zieg's heartfelt envy and praise made Bert feel a little awkward.

"But you don't seem very happy?"

“How could that be? I’m very happy, just a little conflicted,” Bert waved his hand. “My wish…”

There's more than one, and even the most reliable wishing bottles might not reach the surface of the sea, given the many unpredictable events that occur in the Sea of ​​the Dead.

"Really?" Zieg scratched the back of his head. "Although I don't plan to make wishes come true through wishing bottles, isn't it said that drawing the guaranteed one will reset the prize pool? Although this will waste the big wishing bottles in the prize pool, Bert, you're so lucky, you might be able to draw more Mission Accomplishment wishing bottles later."

Bert stared blankly at Sieg, which made Sieg a little embarrassed, and he subconsciously shrank back, "Did I say something wrong...?"

“No, I’ve thought of a better way,” Bert stood up, quickly walked to the table, grabbed a pen and paper, scribbled a few words, rolled up the paper, stuffed it into the wish bottle, and turned to face Zig. “You take this wish bottle to the surface of the sea, and you won’t have to worry about anything going wrong along the way. My wish will be granted.”

"Eh--"

"What, is it not allowed? Anyway, it's the same whether you take it up or Yangcun Logistics delivers it."

“That’s true…” Zieg reached out and caught the wish bottle with a somewhat awkward expression, “but I have to ask what you wished for.”

Bert turned around, swept the job application on the table into his backpack, picked up the backpack, looked up at the old ceiling for a while, and then shrugged.

"You'll understand once you get to the sea. If you can't get there, it's just empty talk."

Chapter 81 I just don't want this lady to be tarnished!

Although it was just a small dagger, in the hands of Abel, a chosen one of the gods, it was like a divine sword, carving a straight road through the thorny city. Li Yili, following behind Abel, held her chin up, looking at the many thorns that had been cut off, occasionally picking up a couple of thorns as samples for research.

"Click—"

Abel paused, then stopped in his tracks. Seeing that Abel didn't continue slashing forward as before, Li Yili was taken aback and quickly took a step back, using the two Gungnirs disguised as fishing rods to block in front of her.

"Is something wrong?"

"It doesn't feel right..."

Abel frowned and swung the dagger from side to side.

"You didn't hurt anyone, did you?" Li Yili put down Gungnir, who was disguised as a fishing rod, and cautiously approached Abel from behind. "Won't there be any blood splattered?"

Abel's lips twitched.

"They didn't hit anyone; it's more like they missed."

After saying this, Abel swung the dagger in his hand with force. The cold light flashed and outlined a huge square on the thorn wall in front of him. Abel spun the dagger in a circle with a flourish, and large pieces of thorn fell down at the same time.

Li Yili whistled, raised her hand to clap, and was just about to say something sarcastic to tease Abel when the wind and starlight blew along the fallen thorns into the thorny path that Abel had cut out.

Li Yili and Abel exchanged a glance, then simultaneously stepped through the square opening in front of them.

The city, entangled in thorns, came into their view.

"Incredible..."

Li Yili looked around and couldn't help but sigh.

He had originally thought that the entire interior of Thorn City was filled with thorns, but the actual situation was quite the opposite. The thorns were only wrapped around the buildings inside Thorn City. The huge thorns that he saw from the outside engulfing Thorn City were actually interwoven thorns extending from the top of each Thorn City building, and there were still many gaps that allowed starlight to shine on this land bound by thorns.

"A cage of thorns?"

Li Yili crossed her arms and gazed at the castle in the center, which was called an apple tree because it was swallowed by thorns and really did look like an apple tree. After lingering for a while, she turned and walked towards the nearest house. Abel, who had just taken a step toward the castle, was startled and quickly changed direction to follow her.

What do you want to do?

"I came to Thorn City just to check on the status of the so-called exiles. Um—excuse me!"

Li Yili kicked the wooden door in front of her. More than ten years of corrosion had made the wooden door extremely fragile, and the lock was practically useless. Li Yili, an ordinary person, kicked a large hole in the door with her foot.

Abel, who was standing to the side, raised his hand and slapped his forehead.

This is more than just a disturbance.

After kicking the wooden door a few more times to completely destroy it, Li Yili tugged at her collar and swaggered inside. Abel hesitated for a moment before following her, and as they passed through the doorway, which was now just a frame, he whispered, "Excuse me."

Upon entering, Li Yili looked around the living room. The dust accumulated over more than a decade could not conceal its simplicity. Li Yili was filled with awe. It was unbelievable that the nobles of Eden lived in such a simple place. Only those with great enlightenment could do it. Of course, most people were forced to stay, but those who remained here were undoubtedly enlightened individuals who knew that any small mistake they made would cause countless Eden citizens to suffer enormous losses. Therefore, they voluntarily stayed in this thorny land.

Having figured things out, Li Yili abandoned her reckless thoughts and solemnly entered the bedroom. Pushing open the door, she looked at the simply dressed but noblewoman lying there, and after a brief silence, Li Yili reached out her hand towards the noblewoman's chest.

Just as Li Yili's fingertips were about to touch the noblewoman's chest, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed Li Yili's wrist.

Abel, standing beside Li Yili, narrowed his eyes.

Li Yili stretched out her hand with all her might, but Abel's right hand was like an iron clamp, firmly holding her hand in place, making it impossible for her to move forward even a centimeter.

"Just now, your eyes were shining like diamonds, but now, all that's left in your eyes is dark desire."

"Really? Really!" Li Yili turned to Abel with a sincere expression. "I just don't want this lady with such noble aspirations to be tarnished!"

Abel hesitated for a moment, then immediately shook his head. "Then where are you going to put your hand?"

“Touching a woman’s skin without permission is a serious crime,” Li Yili said solemnly, raising her finger.

Abel's eye twitched.

Li Yili is right, but there is definitely something wrong with what she said.

"So you're planning to touch this woman's breasts directly with your hand?!"

"It's about dusting off this lady, preventing her from getting covered in dust again," Li Yili emphasized.

Abel took a deep breath and his eyes sharpened. "There must be other ways to dust this lady off."

"Is there?"

“Use brushes,” Abel said, raising his eyes and magically producing several brushes from his pocket.

"..."

"OK--"

Li Yili snatched the brush from Abel's hand and, with the force of splitting a peach mountain, swung it towards the chest of the noblewoman lying on the bed.

"Snapped--"

Another brush extended from the side and collided with Li Yili's brush.

Li Yili's forehead veins bulged. "The future has already been decided, sir. I've already used the brush as you requested, so why are you stopping me?"

Abel's eyes twitched violently. "Mr. Sovereign, don't you think your actions are far too rough? You should handle it as gently as a fragile work of art."

"This woman is stronger than you think! She's not as fragile as you think!"

Li Yili glanced at the noblewoman lying on the bed, her clear eyes raising her voice.

"Her flexibility is beyond your imagination!"

"You're disgracing her!" Abel raised his voice. "Do you think you can fool me with such sweet talk?!"

"Hahaha—then I won't pretend anymore, I'm going to touch those breasts! Even if Jesus came down today, I'd—cough cough—surrender, surrender—I was just kidding—"

As soon as Li Yili revealed her true colors, Abel's eyes flashed with cold light, and he grabbed Li Yili by the neck, lifting her up with one arm.

“Mr. Sole Ruler, are you sure you were just joking?”

"Ahem—just kidding, just kidding. The future is already decided, sir. I have the utmost respect for the people here, okay? Didn't you say you saw the diamond-like sparkle in my eyes? Look, it's still shining now."

It's gone.

Abel's lips twitched as he put Li Yili down, snatched the brush from her hand, turned to face the noblewoman lying on the bed, and slowly lowered his right hand, holding the brush, toward the noblewoman's chest.

Li Yili rubbed her neck and leaned over to whisper to herself.

"Judging by sight, the speed is 60 miles per hour."

Abel stumbled and nearly crashed into a car traveling at 60 miles per hour.

Chapter 82 There have never been any exiles in this world.

"Are you done?"

"No."

"Are you done?"

"No."

……

"Maybe we shouldn't do it."

Abel's forehead veins bulged, and the brush he was using to sweep across the noblewoman's clothes trembled slightly. His tranquil state of mind instantly crumbled, followed by a surge of violent energy from his soul.

"Sir, the Sole Ruler, didn't you say that this lady shouldn't be allowed to remain tarnished?!"

Because he was suppressing his anger, Abel's movements were stiff, like a robot's.

“But the future is already decided, sir. You’re being far too slow,” Li Yili said, shaking her pocket watch. “Do you know how long you’ve been in that position? Two hours! Two hours to finally dust off this lady’s belly!”

"Because this is a task that must be done with utmost care!" Abel couldn't help but raise his voice. "To dust off this lady without touching her body requires not only a high degree of concentration but also very steady control!"