[Wise ... race: Nether ... race]
[Identity: King ... (human, elite, leader, king, historian, ... , god's ...)]
[Level 4: 0/50000]
[Name: Qing'er]
[Skill: ... ]
[Faith: Yu Lin, one of the three ... gods]
[Divine favor (for every believer who worships you daily, gain 100 Faith)]
[Mood: Delighted]
[Analysis: She was originally a Level 3 Earth-type god's follower. After offending her master, she was cast out and became a follower of a Level 4 demon-type god, only to die by his hand. Fortunately, Yu Lin took a liking to her and spent considerable resources to transform her into a powerful Nether spirit, making her a member of the Wise ... race.]
Looking at the panel that appeared before Qing'er, Zeng Mo revealed a look of disbelief.
"What's going on?" Zeng Mo asked, puzzled as he looked at Qing'er, who stood beside him.
"Nothing, nothing." Qing'er gave a cough.
"Then I'll be off." Qing'er nodded, then turned and walked through the door.
"Mm, goodbye."
Zeng Mo watched Qing'er disappear into the doorway, his expression confused.
He had just casually given her a drop of divine essence, and she'd actually become a follower. Qing'er's transformation into a member of the Wise ... race was somehow connected to his own arrival?
And not only that, but she'd become a Level 4 demon-type god's follower because of him, only to die by that god's hand? In the end, Yu Lin had taken a liking to her and spent considerable resources to transform her into a Nether spirit, making her a member of the Wise ... race?
Three years from now! What would happen then? How could I become a Level 4 demon-type god's follower and end up dying at the hands of that woman?
Zeng Mo was filled with doubt. He suddenly thought of something.
With his intelligence, which was already far beyond that of an ordinary person, how could he still be a creature at Level 0 after three years?
Could it be because of that Level 4 demon-type god?
The thought struck him.
A flash of divine light suddenly appeared in Zeng Mo's mind.
What if that was really the reason?
Then everything made sense. Why, after spending three years, had he still only reached Level 0?
"I'll be damned. With my intelligence, how could I have spent three years and still be worse off than a kid?"
Zeng Mo grumbled inwardly, his expression growing somewhat grim.
"Originally, I'd have become a Level 4 demon-type god's follower?"
[Congratulations, Master. You have accepted a Level 4 Nether spirit as your follower, and without expending any divine essence, you have gained +1000 Survival Points.]
The slightly gloomy look on Zeng Mo's face vanished the moment he heard the system notification. His spirits lifted at the 1000 Survival Points he'd just gained.
In an instant, he felt much better.
After all, Survival Points were the key to becoming stronger.
As long as the apocalypse arrived, he'd quickly grow stronger.
With his abilities, he was sure to surpass that Level 4 demon-type god. Then he wouldn't have to worry about Qing'er coming to take his life.
He'd figured it out.
Zeng Mo decided to earn as many first-clear Survival Point rewards as possible, quickly becoming stronger.
He turned and headed left.
Soon, he stood in front of a large room.
On the door was a sign that read "Room 1314." A small wooden plaque hanging beneath it bore several large characters: "Love Each Other and Work Together."
"I guess this is it."
Zeng Mo knocked on the door.
The door opened with a click.
"Monitor, I didn't expect you to let me be your tenant." A woman in a tight skirt and stockings opened the door. When she saw Zeng Mo, she immediately laughed.
"You've had a rough time getting here."
Zeng Mo looked at the woman before him, a faint smile appearing on his face.
Unlike before, Yu Lin had dressed up beautifully. She wore a black off-the-shoulder top that exposed her pale shoulders, her slender waist, and a glimpse of her fair, smooth legs. The skin exposed at her chest was dazzlingly white, making her look especially attractive.
"Welcome, Monitor." Yu Lin smiled.
"I just met Qing'er." Zeng Mo followed Yu Lin into the office, glancing around as he walked in.
The office was spacious, but rather bare.
There were four large rooms, a large hall, a lounge, and a bathroom, along with some potted plants whose species he couldn't identify.
"Why is the office so empty? There aren't even desks, chairs, or computers," Zeng Mo asked, puzzled.
"Because our company was only established yesterday. Those things you mentioned—I only just confirmed the order with Qing'er. They should arrive tomorrow at the earliest." Yu Lin answered frankly.
"I see." Zeng Mo nodded. "So right now, there are only three of us working here: you, me, and Qing'er."
"Just three of us? That's not enough," Yu Lin said with a laugh.
"Of course it's not. What are you planning to do with this company?"
"I'm thinking of making a few short videos in different styles first, then seeing which ones get the best response..."
Yu Lin had clearly put a lot of effort into it, and had made many preparations. Zeng Mo also shared some of his own humble ideas, and even had a few clever suggestions.
Before long, the evening sun slanted through the window, falling on the beautiful woman sitting in front of him. Her demeanor was graceful, and her allure was impossible to ignore.
Without realizing it, Zeng Mo was captivated by her curves. He moved a little closer, gazing at her rosy lips.
He slowly lowered his head.
The latter widened her eyes and tilted her head.
But she didn't push Zeng Mo away.
Only then did Zeng Mo come back to his senses.
But Yu Lin didn't push him away. Instead, she stretched lazily, her hands sliding across her own back. Her breathing grew urgent, and her face flushed as she let out soft, breathy sounds...
[Congratulations, Master. Under the influence of one of the three ... gods' blessings, you have successfully triggered a critical hit and gained one level, greatly strengthening your vitality. +1000 Survival Points.]
"Huh?"
Four hours later.
Zeng Mo was escorted by the radiant Yu Lin to the entrance of his small apartment.
Yu Lin leaned out of the window and said, "Honey, I'm going back to my parents' place with my dad this weekend to worship our ancestors. I'll be back in a few days. You'll have to help me collect some interesting short-video material while I'm gone."
"Got it. Get some rest when you get back." Zeng Mo smiled and reminded her, "Be careful on the way."
"Okay. You should get some rest too once you're home."
"Sure."
After seeing Yu Lin off, Zeng Mo turned and happily went back to his apartment.
As for Yu Lin's feelings for him, he'd noticed them long ago.
He simply hadn't thought he was worthy of her.
But in that moment, after she'd taken the initiative, he hadn't known why he'd suddenly felt bold enough to kiss her.
In the end, he'd crossed the line.
He'd slept with her.
"Maybe she knows the apocalypse will arrive in a year, and her heart has changed. She doesn't want any regrets in the future."
Zeng Mo thought this as he returned to his apartment.
As soon as he stepped inside, Little Black and Little White flew over and stood in front of him, rubbing against him nonstop, like two clingy children who hadn't seen him in ages.
"Meow~"
"Woof~"
Looking at the two little pets that had been waiting for him, Zeng Mo laughed heartily.
"You must've missed me, you two little troublemakers. Come on, your master's got some little turtle treats for you."
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