He Is Recovering!

Meng Li finished writing the proposal around midnight. Thinking about how Wu Changkong would put him through hell again tomorrow gave him a headache.

After training under Wu Changkong for a day, Meng Li arrived at the date he had arranged with Zhou Hansheng.

They did not go to the Eastsea branch. Instead, they found an upscale hotel and ordered a table full of dishes.

As the boss of New Soul Tool Technology Company, Zhou Hansheng naturally had some vision. This time, he did not come alone, bringing along a large group of subordinates.

One man among them caught Meng Li's attention. He wore his snow-white hair in a ponytail and was dressed in a set of clothing resembling Hanfu, entirely in white. In his arms, he held a treasured sword bearing the words "Dragon Spring."

His expression was cold, but he really was handsome. With refined, sharply defined features, a tall figure, and the bearing of an ancient wandering swordsman, he seemed somewhat out of place in this world full of modern people.

Meng Li looked at him twice more before withdrawing his gaze without asking further questions.

Everyone took their seats.

"Let's skip the pleasantries. Tell me what you have in mind, Little Meng." Zhou Hansheng smiled after sitting down, his expression gentle.

"Half of what I proposed is in here. Take a look first. If you decide to cooperate, we can continue discussing the rest," Meng Li said.

Zhou Hansheng accepted the proposal and glanced through it, immediately shocked. It contained a detailed design plan for a new Soul Tool Communicator called a mobile phone. If it could be developed, it would be a world-changing creation just like the Hovering Aircraft.

By changing the bracelet-style Soul Tool Communicator into a handheld device, it could not only make calls, but also watch videos, browse knowledge, play games, and, most importantly, look up information.

What was the most valuable thing now? Cultivation knowledge, of course. Once this new Soul Tool Communicator appeared in the future, it would surely become hugely popular.

"I'm very interested in this proposal of yours. Your imagination is remarkably rich. It will be somewhat difficult to realize, but with effort, we should be able to develop what you've outlined." Zhou Hansheng's eyes burned with excitement as he passed the proposal to the people beside him.

After everyone read through it, they too were astonished by the designs inside. It was difficult to imagine that such imaginative designs had come from one person alone.

"We've finished reading the proposal. What kind of cooperation are you looking for?" Zhou Hansheng handed it back.

"I provide the designs, and I take ten percent of the profits from this project." Meng Li smiled lightly. He had worked at this company before, so he understood perfectly what ten percent meant.

Ten percent alone could bring in tens of millions of Federal Coins in annual profits, even while the company was expanding aggressively and short on funds.

Once this proposal fell into the hands of this prehistoric beast, the future profits would be even greater. It might even become the most profitable company in the world.

By then, his ten percent annual earnings would be far beyond a hundred million.

Zhou Hansheng and his large group of people discussed the potential gains and losses. After all, ten percent was no small amount.

"Alright, I agree to your cooperation," Zhou Hansheng said, taking out a New Soul Tool Technology Company equity transfer agreement and placing it before Meng Li.

"Equity transfer again?" Meng Li asked.

"This is our sincerity." Zhou Hansheng smiled.

"Alright." Ten percent of the project's shares was more valuable than profit rights, so Meng Li did not refuse this gesture of sincerity. He called over a lawyer to inspect the contract. Once it was confirmed there were no issues, Meng Li signed his name.

"This is the other remaining half." Meng Li took out the rest of the design proposal as he spoke.

After reading the remaining design proposal, Zhou Hansheng sucked in a cold breath. This child is too much of a Prodigy. With a mind like that, it would be a waste if he didn't join the company.

The Soul Tool Communicator designed earlier had been entirely meant to pave the way for the designs that followed.

This proposal concerned design concepts for all kinds of software, covering every aspect of daily life. In particular, its ideas for the game "King of Soul Fighting" were exceptionally clear.

Five-versus-five fair PK matches, skin systems, and all kinds of concepts—just hearing them made it obvious they would be profitable in ways they had never experienced before.

"Where did you get these ideas?" Zhou Hansheng looked at Meng Li curiously.

"From my head," Meng Li answered vaguely.

That was not exactly a lie. They really were things from his head, only they were products from the world of his previous life.

"You really are a genius!" Zhou Hansheng lavished him with praise.

These two proposals were no different from two mountains of gold.

Once the negotiations ended, they began eating. The taste was rather strange... After taking a few bites, Meng Li left early on the excuse that he had something to do.

After everyone saw Meng Li walk far away,

they went to another private room. A round table stood inside, and at its head sat a woman wearing a fox-face mask. If Meng Li had been there, he would definitely have recognized her.

She was the very person who had given him the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Spirit. However, the woman was no longer wearing the clothing of a Spirit Master. She wore a pale golden long dress, her hair hanging loose, her eyes flickering.

When the group of ten saw the woman, they revealed respectful expressions and said, "Elder!"

"What did he come here for?" the woman asked calmly.

Zhou Hansheng stepped forward and respectfully handed over the proposal Meng Li had written.

As expected of something written by a god! the woman sighed inwardly after reading it.

The woman looked at the white-haired man with the ponytail and indifferent gaze. "You've worked hard during this time, Long Canhua."

"So this means I can take a vacation?" Long Canhua raised an eyebrow.

"No. There is something more important that needs you to do. Go to Sea God Island. Some things there are becoming restless. While you're there, observe the girl named Na'er. She is very unusual," the woman said.

"What about Meng Li's side?" Long Canhua asked.

"We'll keep things stable here. Nothing will happen." The woman stroked her fox-face mask.

"Elder, I want to go to Sea God Island too." Zhou Hansheng looked at Long Canhua enviously.

"You want to go to Sea God Island for what?"

The woman's hand paused on her mask.

"Sea God Island isn't our territory. Brother Long needs a capable helper and a wealthy backer!" Zhou Hansheng said with a serious expression.

"You can't go. This side is ours, and, well, Meng Li may come looking for you at any time. Only with you here can all of Eastsea remain under our control." The woman shook her head.

"With so many Titled Douluo here, isn't this making a mountain out of a molehill?" Zhou Hansheng asked in confusion.

Compared to staying in Eastsea, he preferred Sea God Island. Not only were there mermaids there, there were also more girls. There were girls here too, but there were even more over there.

"Hmph. You've all lived comfortable lives for too long and forgotten the hatred from twenty thousand years ago!" the woman said coldly.

"Alright, that's enough. Keep a close watch on his every move. This Meng Li is very important."

He cannot be put in danger while He is recovering! the woman added inwardly.

After reading the proposal, the woman handed it to a woman whose skin was as fair as jade. "His proposal is very good. Yu, take it and handle it."

"Yes!"

After the meeting ended, Long Canhua and Zhou Hansheng left together.

"What do you think the Elder meant by sending you to Eastsea?" Zhou Hansheng looked at Long Canhua, whose expression had not changed at all.

"If the Elder didn't tell you, why should I tell you?" Long Canhua smiled.

"Just do your own work well. Maybe you'll get promoted and strike it rich."

Zhou Hansheng pulled a long face. "Sigh, but this place is too boring. Every day, I have to deal with those bald Spirit Masters."

"Perseverance is victory!"