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"This was a great transformation spanning the ages. It was a small step for Hell Valley toward success, yet a giant stride for humanity's counterattack against the Abyss..."

After hesitating for a moment, Yin Ming still chose to sit down and finish his cup of black tea.

He listened as the other party passionately explained the Abyss Sunshine Project.

In an instant, the glorious sense of mission of making a great contribution to all humanity, along with that tiny bit of interest at a maximum weekly rate of 10%, made one's heart race, enough to make one want to immediately pull out a storage bag and top up a card.

If not for knowing that ten percent would be skimmed off, he would have topped up long ago—he could have treated it as volunteering to be a shill for once!

"Next time for sure! I'll go back and think it over first."

After several rounds of extreme tug-of-war, Yin Ming finally managed to get away with immense effort.

When he stepped onto the streets of Hell Valley, quite a few people were discussing the Abyss Sunshine Project.

From time to time, strangers even took the initiative to come up and strike up conversations, completely shattering the cold, non-interfering social atmosphere of the wizard settlement.

"I never expected the momentum to be this fierce! I should pay the Flame-Burners Association a visit."

In barely half a month, the Flame-Burners Association's acquaintance-referral model had reached saturation and begun shifting toward recruiting strangers.

As long as they unified Hell Valley, they would never need to worry about undead resources again, nor would they need to buy these demon skeletons anymore.

"..."

At the Flame-Burners Association's headquarters, aside from Emma Dalton, the succubus warlock stationed at the Exchange Building, all nine others were actually