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[You have received an encrypted email from player 'Mythical Emperor'. The attachments include: 500 tons of Abyssal Crimson Iron, 300 tons of Void Crystals, and a high-resolution map of the entire 'Howling Abyss' realm.]

The email has been automatically saved to your nest's storage space.

[Warning: A large amount of high-energy strategic materials has been detected entering the storage area. The nest's energy reserves have surged to 127%. It is recommended to expand the energy storage units as soon as possible.]

Li Haotian controlled the giant head of Hellfire, a silent smile spreading across his face.

The man in front of him, completely encased in silver-white armor, was no longer the top-ranked fighter on the combat power list in his eyes.

He is a walking, breathing, super VIP customer.

It's the kind with automatic renewal.

"The boss is generous."

Li Haotian's voice was transmitted through the vibration of Hellfire's vocal cords, sounding somewhat muffled.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

With a thought, the temporary control of Hellfire was instantly transferred to Indra's control panel like a data stream.

Hellfire received new instructions, its eight limbs slightly bent, and it entered standby mode.

The transaction is complete.

Indra did not leave immediately.

The five-man squad behind him maintained their original formation, remaining motionless like five silent statues.

The atmosphere in the canyon was somewhat subtle.

The hot wind whipped up the sand and gravel on the ground, making a rustling sound.

A few seconds later, Indra's voice rang out again, calm and undisturbed.

"Alien Brother."

"Would you be interested in joining a more 'formal' organization?"

The worker bee controlled by Li Haotian blinked its six compound eyes.

coming.

He had anticipated this would happen.

"regular?"

Li Haotian's voice was full of doubt, as if he were listening to a word he couldn't understand at all.

"What is that? It sounds like something complicated."

Indra seemed very patient.

"Excellent benefits and compensation."

"It can also provide the highest level of protection in reality."

The meaning behind those words couldn't be clearer.

Li Haotian controlled the worker bees to scratch the rock wall, producing a soft friction sound.

"Oh……"

He drew out his words, as if he were thinking seriously.

"So... should we pay for the five social insurances and one housing fund?"

The five-person team behind Indra froze for a moment.

The archer who was reporting the data even experienced a barely perceptible stiffness in his body.

Li Haotian seemed oblivious and continued to ask in his irreverent tone.

"Is it a 9-to-5 job, or the blessing of 996?"

"Do you have weekends off? How many days of paid annual leave are there? Is overtime paid at triple pay?"

"How's the food in the cafeteria? Is it four dishes and a soup, or is it a buffet? Is there fruit after the meal?"

Indra fell silent.

Only Li Haotian's voice echoed in the canyon.

"Sigh, to be honest, boss."

Li Haotian sighed, his voice filled with sincerity.

"I have a problem, a very serious one."

"It's called 'workstation allergy'."

"Whenever I have to sit in the office, I feel uncomfortable all over, dizzy, weak in my limbs, and I feel like life has lost its meaning."

"The doctor said my illness is incurable and I can only let it roam freely."

"So you see, my physical condition is really not suitable for working in a 'formal' place like yours."

His words were sincere and deeply moving.

Even he himself was almost convinced.

The shield warrior behind Indra had veins bulging slightly on his hand as he gripped his shield.

Clearly, he wasn't comfortable with this way of communicating.

Li Haotian completely ignored the other party's emotional fluctuations.

He adopted the demeanor of a shrewd businessman, lowered his voice, and conveyed a sense of heartfelt warmth.

"Boss, listen to my advice."

"It's better to keep our relationship simple."

"Look, you're the top spender, and I'm from a gold farming studio, right?"

"Between us, there should only be a purely monetary transaction relationship."

"Don't bring up anything else."

He paused, his tone becoming earnest.

"Talking about feelings hurts money, talking about money... how heartbreaking!"

Upon hearing this, the temperature in the entire canyon seemed to drop several degrees.

The five-person team behind Indra looked at him differently now.

If the previous state was one of vigilance and scrutiny...

So now, it's like looking at an idiot.

They had probably never seen anyone speak of refusing the offers of the state apparatus in such a refined and unconventional way, yet with such a vulgar and unscrupulous air.

The assassin, who had been trying to speak, seemed to want to say something.

Indra slowly raised his hand to stop him.

His eyes, hidden beneath his helmet, cast a deep glance at the crevice in the rock where Li Haotian was hiding.

After a long while, he slowly spoke.

"In that case..."

"I hope we can have a long-term partnership."

His voice was devoid of any emotion.

"As long as your goods are good, money is not a problem."

"Okay!"

Li Haotian immediately responded, his voice filled with joy.

"Don't worry, boss, I may lack many things, but I certainly don't lack good quality goods!"

"I'll let you know first if I find anything good next time!"

"Take care, boss! Come visit again sometime!"

Di Shitian stopped speaking, turned around, and, carrying his five small notes, walked towards the other end of the canyon.

Hellfire received the order and followed them with heavy steps.

Soon, the group disappeared at the end of the canyon.

Li Haotian, a worker bee hiding in a crevice, waited for a full five minutes to make sure the other party was really far away before slowly crawling out.

His consciousness has quietly shifted.

[The Hive Thinking Channel is now connected...]

[Initiating synchronization of sensory information from microscopic worker bees (spore morphology)...]

After a slight crackling sound, a completely new perspective unfolded in his mind.

The spore, smaller than a speck of dust, was firmly attached to the crevices of the archer's shoulder armor.

It could clearly feel the metallic vibrations of the armor.

Some intermittent sounds, as if transmitted through bone conduction, began to enter his consciousness.

"Captain... the target refused..."

It was the assassin's voice, tinged with resentment.

"As expected."

This was the voice of Indra, still calm.

"This uncontrolled force itself represents a great deal of uncertainty."

"The more he acts like a street thug, the more vigilant we need to be."

"clear."

The assassin's voice trailed off.

"The initial test data of 'Flame Demon' has been uploaded to the 'Kyushu' database."

It was the archer's voice, devoid of emotion, like he was reading a report.

"Initial assessment indicates that the energy released in that instant has exceeded the upper limit of a typical A-level talent."

"It is recommended that... the target's threat level be raised from 'Observation' to 'Alert'."

"Continue monitoring."

Indra's voice delivered the final summary.

"Maintain the current cooperative relationship until we figure out his background."

"He is a double-edged sword; if used well, he can save us a lot of trouble."

"I can't use it well..."

He didn't say the rest.

But the meaning is already quite clear.

Deep within the lair, Li Haotian listened to these fragmented conversations, and a slow smile spread across his face.

Flame Demon.

Kyushu.

Threat level.

These terms are much more concrete than those "formal organizations" and "benefits" mentioned earlier.

"interesting."

A hint of amusement flashed in his silver vertical pupils.

"It seems that my little 'gold farming studio' has been targeted by the legitimate industry."