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Humanity thrown into chaos?

The instant he heard the question, Li Ziran frowned. He had no idea Shadow Elder had already decided on the qualifications, nor did he know about these ten seemingly optional questions.

What he was thinking was that this question could not be answered casually.

He could not tell whether this was testing his true nature or evaluating his abilities, but without question, it was a test—and an opportunity.

This question had sent Li Ziran a very clear signal: Shadow Elder had taken an interest in organ transplantation.

The others were also frowning as though deep in thought, but the Vampire keenly sensed that something was off, because he had once received such a question himself.

The result had been his successful admission into the Shadow Society, after which he had climbed all the way to his current position.

Throw humanity into chaos?

This question was rather profound. The simplest answers were plague and war; both could trigger great turmoil. But undoubtedly, anything Li Ziran could think of, the others could think of as well.

Since Shadow Elder had asked it, he naturally wanted a unique answer.

But where was that answer?

Li Ziran was neither a schemer nor a war strategist, and he had never cared much about conflicts between factions. How could he rashly come up with a way to stir up chaos?

Just as his thoughts became a tangled mess, Li Ziran suddenly noticed the demon girl, a bloody mass of flesh in Sandrew's arms, and softly asked, "Master, what do you think would happen if we sent this girl to the Human Race?"

The instant he asked, Shadow Elder froze.

All he had wanted was an excuse, yet he had never expected to receive such a wild and imaginative answer.

A Demon Overlord