The Whip from the Company

When Zhang Caidong returned to the Diesel Company and stood trembling before the huge tent made of wood and animal hides, he felt extremely fearful.

Even the Sun Family Brothers, who were usually arrogant and quite fierce within the Diesel Company, stood there obediently, not daring to say much. Their plump faces were covered in cold sweat, clearly indicating their extreme nervousness.

Because the burly figure sitting inside that huge tent, being served by others, was Xue Zhigang, the second general manager of this Diesel Company.

Before the Necromantic Rules descended, he had connections in both the underworld and the legitimate world, and his transportation convoys were unimpeded in Longcheng.

Now, he had even obtained the Lord Inheritance of a Spiritual Realm Orc.

Relying on the Diesel Company, he occupied the most prosperous transportation hub on Balihe Street, with over 300 Pigmen, a type of Orc skilled in assault, as his followers.

Adding the Diesel Company's original 40-plus official employees and over 100 outsourced or third-party temporary workers.

Everyone had 10 to 30 creatures rescued from the Spiritual Realm as followers.

The overall military strength could reach nearly 4,000 people.

He was truly a major power in the Balihe Street area, holding absolute authority!

Compared to him, Zhang Caidong and the Sun Family Brothers were truly insignificant in the eyes of the Diesel Company.

In fact, if they hadn't reported the discovery of a new Human Race Lord, they wouldn't even have the qualification to stand at the entrance of the Diesel Company's general manager's office, which was this Orc chieftain's tent.

Look at the wide platform in front, on both sides of the huge tent, there were nearly 50 Pigman elites, over 2 meters tall, with stout and strong bodies, wearing Chainmail and Leather Armor, holding Wooden Shields and Flail Hammers, standing there like bodyguards.

They stared at Zhang Caidong and the Sun Family Brothers with unfriendly, fierce eyes, occasionally swallowing greedily.

They made no attempt to hide their covetous thoughts about human flesh.

Because many outsiders who made mistakes in the Diesel Company, if they couldn't be redeemed, their final outcome was to be buried in the bellies of these Pigmen, turning into a pile of manure for crop growth.

Of course, this punishment was limited to outsiders.

But coincidentally.

Zhang Caidong and the Sun Family Brothers were outsiders to the Diesel Company.

Now, Zhang Caidong quietly raised his head and glanced outside the huge tent. Many managers, wearing Leather Armor, Chainmail, or Chain Armor, and as stout and strong as the Pigmen, were standing outside respectfully, waiting to report on their work.

Faintly, because they were relatively close, some sounds drifted into Zhang Caidong's ears.

"General Manager, the Sales Department reports that these are the Spiritual Realm Marks we recently found, a total of 452 Space-Time Fragments, but due to the collection of the marks, there have been several relatively intense conflicts with the Green Leaf Group's Wood Elves..."

"General Manager Zhigang, the Human Resources Department reports that the Black Tide is coming soon. We have contacted 13,574 ordinary people in advance to enter the Territory for shelter, ensuring that the Blue Star rules within our company are abundant. This is the list and background analysis..."

"General Manager, the Transportation Department reports that after another check before the Black Tide, all 8 of the company's directly affiliated convoys are now fully staffed, with at least 30 Pigmen assigned to each person as followers. The remaining 4 outsourced convoys are basically also fully staffed with followers and can be used at any time..."

"Greetings, General Manager, the Quality Inspection Department reports that subtle magic fluctuations have been detected in multiple areas, and it is particularly reported that there are obvious magic fluctuations in the eastern suburbs, suspected to be the descent of rule power. Please investigate that area thoroughly..."

"..."

These were the reports from the Diesel Company's management to General Manager Xue Zhigang.

Zhang Caidong listened with longing in his heart.

Didn't being a Lord mean being the master of this Territory, and no matter how strong the leader or position, they had to pledge allegiance and report to this Lord, bowing down in submission?

What luck. Zhang Caidong thought about the history of the Diesel Company's rise, and couldn't help but feel jealous.

When the Necromantic Rules first descended, no one knew what those crystals representing various inheritances were.

Many people didn't dare to touch them randomly.

It wasn't until many people died that they gradually figured out that these Spiritual Realm Marks were precisely the shattered, dead, positive rules of the Spiritual Realm, left behind as gifts to them.

They were the foundation to resist bad rules like the Necromantic or the Abyss!

Unfortunately.

Also because many Blue Star people didn't know how to better use the Spiritual Realm Mark inheritances in the early stages.

Nor did stronger Professionals emerge, or those with more powerful Spiritual Realm Creatures as followers.

They could only perish in those repeated nights.

Now, three years later, they could barely resist the invasion of the Necromantic Rules based on the experience gained from many deaths, having found some tricks.

But going back to how it was at the beginning, where you could just choose a Spiritual Realm Mark inheritance randomly, was no longer possible.

Finding a Spiritual Realm Inheritance was already a very difficult thing!

Let alone becoming a Lord, directly summoning a Territory from the Spiritual Realm, and directly receiving the protection of the Spiritual Realm's positive rules.

It was practically no different from winning a five-million-dollar lottery!

When will I also be able to obtain a Lord Inheritance? I won't stand here so humbly, being ordered around like a small fry!

Zhang Caidong again pretended to lower his head humbly, but he gritted his teeth in his heart, the jealousy almost making him unable to breathe.

However, a rough voice soon interrupted his wild thoughts.

It was a Pigman elite.

He walked over with his thick, stout legs, glanced at the lean Zhang Caidong, and then specifically looked at the short and strong Sun Family Brothers. After licking his lips under his curved tusks with his thick tongue, he said roughly:

"Hmph hmph! Come with me, the Chieftain wants to see you! Explain clearly everything you know!"

"Ah, we will explain clearly."

At this moment, Zhang Caidong seemed to suddenly wake up, quickly showing a fawning expression and nodding repeatedly.

He glanced at the two simple-minded Sun Family Brothers behind him.

He nodded.

Then, he followed the Pigman's back, slightly hunched over, and walked into the huge tent that looked like a small sales office.

Under the gaze of the Pigman elites, whose eyes were unfriendly and who occasionally grunted, he was as docile as a quail.

"Greetings, General Manager." After the three of them entered the tent, they spoke respectfully.

Because they saw that in the center of the tent, a burly man in a white shirt was sitting behind a red sandalwood tea table cut from an entire piece of raw red sandalwood, drinking Kung Fu tea served by several young girls.

The burly man in the white shirt was the General Manager of the Diesel Company, the Lord of this territory.

Xue Zhigang.

Hearing their greetings, Xue Zhigang didn't even lift his head. His eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses just glanced at the three of them, and he casually grunted in response.

Next to Xue Zhigang, a female secretary diligently filled the small porcelain cup in front of him with black tea.

Only then did she turn around and say arrogantly:

"Tell me in detail about that Human Race Lord you reported."

"Yes." Zhang Caidong's face showed no dissatisfaction at this time. Instead, he smiled fawningly, and then seriously recounted the matter about Shen Mu that he had encountered.

Of course, he definitely didn't mention anything about taking private jobs or knowing Zhang Bo, the Deputy Director of the Quality Inspection Department.

He wasn't stupid.

"Manager, it seems this is the report about the relatively obvious magic fluctuations detected by the Quality Inspection Department."

The sweet-voiced female secretary said to the side.

"Mm." Xue Zhigang nodded.

He reached out again, picked up a cup of Kung Fu tea, raised his head, and drank it in one gulp, a satisfied smile on his lips.

Then, next to him, another female secretary picked up the teapot and filled his small tea cup with new black tea again.

"Summoning his castle in an apartment, it's hard to say whether he's young and fearless, or so stupid it's laughable."

Xue Zhigang spoke slowly, his voice rough and full of energy, his tone extremely mocking:

"He must have spent too much time mixing in the wild, thinking that since Blue Star people and Spiritual Realm followers have completed soul binding, the superposition of Blue Star rules and Spiritual Realm rules between them makes it impossible to easily destroy Spiritual Realm buildings like monsters under the effect of Necromantic Rules. So he thought he could arrange himself in a place with a higher terrain and good defense as a base."

"General Manager, is he preparing for the Black Tide?"

Just beside him, the sweet-voiced female secretary asked doubtfully: "I heard that outside, if ordinary people can't join our territories, they will run to higher places to hide and get through the seven-day Black Tide period, when Undead Monsters appear even during the day."

"Ordinary people can do that." Xue Zhigang raised his hand again and drank the black tea, his tone mocking: "But he doesn't know that after becoming a Lord, during the Black Tide, he will be subjected to focused attacks from those true Undead Troops and Demon Troops, who are controlled by Necromantic Rules but still have their own thoughts!"

Xue Zhigang had no intention of explaining further. Instead, he directly arranged: "Have the Eighth Convoy lead, with the Ninth and Tenth outsourced convoys, to eliminate that Human Race Lord and bring back his Lord Core. That way, I can summon more Magic Buildings to descend from the Spiritual Realm again!"

"Yes, General Manager, I will arrange it now."

A similarly sweet-voiced female secretary pursed her lips and smiled: "Then we should celebrate Manager Zhigang's strategic planning in advance, and our Diesel Company will grow stronger again."

Immediately, cheerful laughter filled the tent.

And Zhang Caidong and the Sun Family Brothers, who were motioned to leave the tent with a casual wave, left with their backs feeling wronged.