Man on the ark, forced to become king

"……make a deal!"

Lin Lu admitted that she had underestimated the ruthlessness of this unscrupulous boss, but she was helpless. She couldn't just steal her boss over such a small matter, could she?

Putting aside whether he could win or not, doing this is not very ethical. Although he is always impulsive when he makes a move, he has never gone this far.

"You made the right decision."

Having swindled a sum of money, the Emperor was immediately in high spirits, his smile almost impossible to contain.

“You can’t touch the people in Lungmen, Wei Yanwu won’t allow it. But it doesn’t matter outside the city. A theater troupe from Letania will be staying on the border of Kazdel next month, not far from Lungmen. You can get what you want from there.”

"Gone?"

"Gone."

"(Longmen swear words)! Give me my money back!"

Lin Lu gritted her teeth in anger, her eyes flashing with a fierce light. She rubbed her fists together and threatened in a sinister tone, "I've heard that penguin meat is delicious when used to make soup."

"Small business, no returns allowed."

The Emperor's round body sprang up from the sofa with astonishing agility and hid behind Mostima.

"You want 100,000 Lungmen Dollars for just one sentence?!"

"Have you ever heard the ancient saying of the Yan Kingdom? A true teaching can be contained in a single sentence, while a false one can fill countless volumes."

"You are a fraud!"

Lin Lu was so angry that her nose was crooked. She stood up and looked around the bar before finally settling on the liquor cabinet behind the bar.

There are quite a few fine wines in there that belong to the emperor. Since he's already spent the money, it's not unreasonable for him to take a few bottles as compensation, right?

"Don't touch my wine!"

Seeing Lin Lu lift her leg to walk towards the bar, the Emperor let out a shriek and took two short legs to block her way. His eyes darted around as he suggested, "How about we throw in a little gift? You're here today because you need something from your generous boss, right?"

"small gift?"

Lin Lu paused, remembering that he had brought Lani here today to find some Originium Arts information that was not available on the market through Penguin Logistics. If he could get it as a bonus for the intelligence, it seemed... not a bad deal.

"I need some theoretical and teaching materials on Originium Arts, not the kind of useless mass-produced stuff on the market, but something that can actually teach you something."

"Those things aren't cheap on the black market."

The emperor pondered for a few seconds, then sighed, seemingly somewhat helpless.

"Fine, since you're my favorite employee. But we need to raise the price again, and increase the monthly interest by 10%."

"no problem."

"It's just adding money, right?" Lin Lu agreed readily. He figured he might as well have more debts than more; he was already in debt, so he didn't care about owing a little more.

Seeing that he agreed so readily, the Emperor was also very happy, and with a flap of his wings, he was very proud.

"Mostima, take him to the archives room and get it!"

"Okay, come with me."

Mostima still wore a smile, an expression she always seemed to have, rarely showing any emotional fluctuation. However, this time, Lin Lu seemed to see a hint of… suppressed laughter on the angel's face?

He had a vague sense of unease, but he still followed Mostima down to Penguin Logistics' underground base, ran to the data room, and watched helplessly as Mostima took his employee card, swiped it, and opened the door...

Nourishing~

The authentication was successful, and the doors to the archives opened to the sides, much like Lin Lu's shattered emotions at that moment.

Chapter Fourteen: Black Knife Di Xi

"Those wicked, heartless capitalists should be hung on streetlights!"

As they left Penguin Logistics' location, it was nearly dusk. Lin Lu took a taxi with Lani back to her rented place, still brooding over how the Emperor had tricked her.

The archives room is clearly accessible to any Penguin Logistics employee, yet that heartless penguin cheated him out of 10% of the interest—it's truly despicable!

He will remember this grudge!

"Those materials are very useful to us now, and I need to digest them."

Lani spoke softly, then suddenly reached out and patted Lin Lu's neck, whispering, "Don't you feel something's wrong?"

"felt it."

Lin Lu didn't rush into the apartment. Instead, she stood at the door, glanced at the somewhat empty street, and nodded slightly.

Perhaps due to the significant impact of the morning's events, the shop where the explosion occurred has now been sealed off. The streets, which should be bustling with people, are almost deserted. This quiet environment makes it easier to expose certain hidden things, such as—the line of sight.

Despite his strength having plummeted, Lin Lu's intuition and keenness, honed through countless battles, remained undiminished. Without the influence of the crowd, Lin Lu easily noticed the faint sense of being watched over him.

To a truly powerful person, such a hostile gaze is as conspicuous as a light in the darkness.

So, who could it be?

The feeling of being watched only appeared after he got off the bus; clearly, the person in the shadows had been lurking there for a long time, waiting for his return.

He has only been in this world for a few months. Although he has had some conflicts with people due to work, he does not have any real enemies. Who would bother to secretly and furtively watch him?

The faint hostility suddenly became clear. There was a sound of wind behind her, and the air was swirling. Lin Lu calmly took a step to the side, reached out and made a grasping motion in the air, and a black crossbow bolt appeared in her hand!

"Go with the wind, but watch your back... Hiss~ That's quite a force."

The crossbow bolt trembled in her palm. Lin Lu frowned slightly, half of her hand was numb from the shock, and she became even more puzzled after seeing the arrowhead that gleamed with a ghostly light.

Lungmen has its own rules, which even gangs in the slums must abide by.

Such powerful poisoned crossbow bolts are definitely contraband in Lungmen. Possessors must register with the Royal Guard. If used without permission, they will inevitably be confronted by Royal Guard officers. If smuggled in, the consequences will be even more serious. Who would go to such lengths to deal with an ordinary deliveryman?

Even if it's a work-related issue, the blame should fall on that penguin; those guys hiding in the slums wouldn't dare do something like that.

With her thoughts shifting, Lin Lu turned to look at the rooftop of the shop across the street behind her. In the dim light, half a shadow flashed and disappeared.

The crossbow bolts were poisoned, and if the first shot missed, the user would immediately flee, which showed a certain level of professionalism.

Unfortunately, he has someone more professional on his side.

"Dingling bell~"

The clear sound of bells spread out, and Lin Lu patted the small bell hanging on her belt. A faint glow appeared on the windowsill on the sixth floor.

A thin gray mist appeared out of thin air and condensed into a tall figure holding an alien short sword and wearing fine scale armor.

"Sister Dixi, bring back the owner of this crossbow bolt, try to catch him alive."

The shadow, nearly two and a half meters tall, caught the thrown crossbow bolt, glanced at it, said nothing, and its form quickly faded and disappeared into the air.

"There's no resurrection tablet here, so how can you summon ashes?"

Lani glanced at the empty ground, somewhat surprised.

"Even without the Resurrection Monument, there's still the Golden Tree, isn't there? It's a bit smaller, and the summoned ashes are much weaker, but it's still usable."

Lin Lu stared at the roof of the store for a while, then turned and went into the apartment.

He didn't bring much with him when he came, but the Soul Summoning Bell and the Spirit Horse Ring were commonly used items, so he naturally carried them with him, though he had never had the chance to use them.

Moreover, summoning the soul from the ashes requires the use of the Resurrection Tablet, which cannot be used anytime and anywhere. This time, it was only with the help of the power of his little golden tree that the spirit could manifest. If it were in another place, it definitely wouldn't be able to be used.

Why did that assassin have to launch the attack right downstairs from his house?

If Lin Lu were to move to a place far away from the Golden Tree, she might really be unable to do anything to him. But now that he has encountered the summoned Di Xi, he probably has no chance of escaping.

Black Knife Dixi is a master who participated in the 'Night of the Black Knife Conspiracy'. She is the daughter of Aleto, the leader of the Black Knife, and a top assassin who once infiltrated the royal city of Rodel to assassinate the demigod Gold Godwin. Even now, with her strength greatly weakened due to the Little Golden Tree, there is no possibility that a mere half-baked attacker could escape from her grasp.

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"Damn it, making me attack this kind of person? Has the boss lost his mind?!"

With a gentle sway of his greyish-white wolf tail, the young Lupo slid down the drainpipe on the building, folded up the crossbow bolt in his hand and put it into his clothes, muttering curses as he disappeared into the deserted alley.

When he received the mission, he thought that attacking such an expert would most likely fail, but he did not expect that the seemingly ordinary man not only dodged his crossbow bolts, but also caught the extremely fast arrows with his bare hands. Could he really kill such a person?

Fortunately, that person didn't seem to catch up...

The young Lupo glanced back warily, then breathed a sigh of relief, still feeling lingering fear.

Luckily, he ran fast and escaped as soon as he saw the situation was not good. Otherwise, if he had been caught, he would have been in big trouble.

That's a powerful expert who can slice through the clouds with a single sword strike. If you were to face his small frame head-on, you'd probably die on the spot.

"Let anyone who wants to do this kind of suicide mission do it. I'm definitely not coming back next time..."

Muttering to himself, the young Lupo man walking through the alleyway paused, his forward momentum suddenly freezing, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

A cold sensation traveled from his neck to his entire body; a strangely shaped blade had somehow ended up against his neck.

"Gudu..."

The young Lupo swallowed nervously, watching as a ghostly, semi-transparent shadow appeared out of thin air beside him. He looked up shakily and met the empty hood. Underneath the hood that should have been covering his head, there was nothing!

"ghost--!"

An overwhelming sense of dread washed over him. He only managed to utter one word before feeling a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and his consciousness instantly went haywire.

There's something evil in Lungmen!

The young man's wide eyes were filled with fear. He collapsed and was caught by a scale-covered arm, who lifted him up like a chick.