The female strear was already terrified out of her wits.
Her legs were trembling uncontrollably, forgetting the action of ’running.’
"Ah!!"
The photographer let out a bizarre scream, tossed aside the cara equipnt, and dragged the female strear into a mad dash outside.
The female strear was breathing heavily, almost losing her mind.
Luckily, her instincts allowed her to keep up with the photographer’s pace.
She looked back once.
The monster only stared at them gloomily, without any intention of chasing them.
The female strear and the photographer didn’t know that it wasn’t because the monster disliked killing; it was because it was still in the process of becoming undead.
If it had already absorbed all the Yin Qi from the cetery at that mont, the female strear and the photographer definitely wouldn’t have survived.
The female strear and the photographer had never run so fast in their lives, finally reaching the parked car.
The photographer swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat:
"Help take the keys out of my pocket. My hands are stiff."
Terror filled the female strear’s eyes as she tremblingly took out the keys from the photographer’s pocket.
Unlocking the door, getting in the car, starting the engine.
The car sped toward the city.
In the car, the female strear hugged herself, curled up in the passenger seat:
"What was that thing?"
The photographer remained silent, his foot pressing hard on the gas pedal.
...
In the cetery.
The undead finally completed its transformation.
It howled toward the sky, its ghostly wails shattering the silence, as flocks of birds fled in panic from the woods.
The undead glared with its glowing green eyes, scanning the cetery for those two pieces of fresh flesh from earlier.
It crushed the cara left on the ground by the photographer with one foot.
Suddenly, it looked deeper into the cetery, gradually reverting to a normal corpse appearance, kneeling respectfully on one knee, bowing its head.
In the darkness, a person clad in a black suit, draped in a black trench coat, and wearing a bowler hat, walked slowly toward them.
The undead bowed even lower.
It was worshipping the deity that created it.
Li Yang snapped his fingers.
A shadow appeared beneath the undead’s feet.
The shadow ford a mysterious array composed of runes.
The undead’s body slowly sank, entering another space, waiting to be summoned by its master at any ti.
"Next, it’s ti to test Su Yutang."
He wasn’t worried Su Yutang would ss up the task.
If she wanted, she shouldn’t ss it up.
Li Yang picked up the broken cara on the ground, and strolled leisurely away into the gloomy cetery.
...
South Sea Detai Building.
Su Yutang finished her shower, dressed in a black sheer nightgown, took out red wine from the mini-fridge, and sat on the sofa.
This female CEO had an intense passion for her career.
Over the years, aside from socializing and business trips, she spent all her ti at the Detai Building.
In fact, there was a special suite for her at the Detai Building.
She sipped the fine wine gently, crossed her long legs with docunts resting on them.
Her brows furrowed.
Last ti, His Majesty the Black Dragon tasked her with two missions.
The first mission was to find the corpse of the most ferocious and evil criminal.
The second mission was to uncover the truth behind Zhu Dajun’s assassination attempt.
These seemingly ordinary tasks were actually filled with hidden mysteries!
The criminal body contributed to Lord Death God was Qian Xiuyi.
Qian Xiuyi’s mother was East Sakura People, making him a mixed-blood.
He graduated from East Sakura Rice Field University, Biological Engineering College.
A high-achiever through and through, yet also a complete desperado, involved in multiple cris around the world.
Unbelievably,
When Qian Xiuyi was captured, the Military Officer Corps were mobilized, many officers were injured or killed before they could take him down.
It was said that he could dodge bullets, or even function normally after being hit by one.
The second mission was a bit tricky to investigate, but it wasn’t much for Su Yutang.
She was the one pulling the strings behind the massive South Sea Detai Group.
If the South Sea Economic Developnt Zone was the leverage point, the entire South Sea City’s networking resources could function like a precise machine for Su Yutang’s use.
In South Sea City, there were indeed individuals who could mobilize the whole city, but they were few and far between.
Without alerting too many people, Su Yutang finally grasped so details about Zhu Dajun’s assassination.
The underground forces in South Sea City generally had three cri lords.
Zhu Dajun was in charge of smuggling, Zhou Qing handled drugs, and Master Snake managed gambling.
Zhu Dajun and Zhou Qing were always at odds, frequently clashing over business matters.
Zhou Qing’s son, Zhou Hang, died under mysterious circumstances, likely the deed of Zhu Dajun.
Zhou Qing began to retaliate frantically against Zhu Dajun, but Zhou Qing’s influence was the weakest among the three bosses, lacking the strength to rival Zhu Dajun, who ground him down fiercely.
Finally, Zhou Qing sought backing, a backer who nearly brought Zhu Dajun to ruin.
The person behind Zhou Qing was an East Sakura man, Kuroki Mitsusawa.
Su Yutang was not unfamiliar with the na Kuroki Mitsusawa.
He had previously approached her for cooperation regarding a biological experint.
She refused.
Because, that project would result in uncontrollable germ contamination.
She wouldn’t bear such a risk.
"Where did he find the assassin?
Kuroki Mitsusawa, indeed, is not as simple as he appears on the surface!"
Su Yutang couldn’t help but associate Qian Xiuyi with Kuroki Mitsusawa, and also began suspecting Kuroki Mitsusawa’s company, ’God Creation Biotechnology Company.’
Biological gene engineering...
Could that company have a certain experint that could turn people into monsters like Qian Xiuyi?
At her level, she could contemplate and accept many things ordinary people couldn’t comprehend.
Su Yutang suddenly recalled sothing.
The day she was discharged from the hospital, a bald driver attempted to assassinate her.
He swallowed a pill, and his combat ability skyrocketed.
That bald driver, later identified, was also a mixed-blood from East Sakura.
All these events seed to weave a web of conspiracy, looming over South Sea City.
She herself might even be one of the parties involved!
If not for Lord Death God’s tasks, she would never have linked the truck driver’s assassination attempt with Zhou Qing and Kuroki Mitsusawa.
Lord Death God’s tasks were indeed not that simple!
They were assignnts, but also warnings from Lord Death God to her.
"East Sakura People, God Creation Company, Assassin."
Su Yutang put down her wine glass, her gaze deep and distant:
"God Creation Biotechnology...
What on earth have they done to attract the attention of the gods?
Could it be they truly want to create a god?"
At this mont, a sound of tapping on the window was heard.
Su Yutang’s expression changed, and she quickly drew the curtains.
A sparrow was striking the window.
Su Yutang opened the window, kneeled on one knee, unbothered by the exposure at her chest.
The sparrow flew inside and began to speak.
"His Majesty orders! Erase the traces of the Demon!
His Majesty orders! Erase the traces of the Demon!
Location! North City Suburban Cetery!
Location! North City Suburban Cetery!"
Su Yutang respectfully responded:
"At His Majesty’s command!"
The sparrow chanically repeated:
"At His Majesty’s command!
At His Majesty’s command!"
With that said, it flapped its wings and left.
After the sparrow left, Su Yutang frowned.
North City Suburban Cetery?
Earlier this evening, she had just sent Qian Xiuyi’s body there.
Is this yet another test?!
Su Yutang took out her phone:
"Xiaowang, co to my room."
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