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"Elf organs! Hurry! Bring me elf organs!"

Li Ziran called out without the slightest courtesy.

Once surgery began, Li Ziran always threw himself into it with absolute focus. Especially in such a wondrous environment, he almost instantly swept every stray thought from his mind.

He filtered through the entire process, shaped it into a system, and now he was nothing but a pure surgeon.

But such forcefulness greatly displeased the demon Three-Tail.

Perhaps this human before him did not know who he was, but in Hippo Ancient City, no one who heard the name Three-Tail would fail to recognize it.

Though he was still far from being the demons' representative in Hippo Ancient City, the slave business he had built up over recent years had steadily risen. The Black-Red Slave Shop under his control had become one of the demons' most important strongholds on the Red Soil Continent. With his recent dealings with the Dark Council, a smuggling route capable of piercing through North Sea Port's defenses was about to take shape.

When the time came, the Red Soil Continent's resources from Origin would flow endlessly into the Endless Abyss, and his standing would soar as well.

He knew the human before him had some real skill, but in Hippo Ancient City, the capable people he had seen were far more than one or two. Just like himself, without some ability, he could never have participated in the core demon cultivation project.

Yet no one dared order him around so directly.

"Very well, sir. These are all the elf organs you require." Three-Tail did not let his emotions show. Holding an important position, he understood responsibility and duty well.

He lightly tapped the floor several times, and teleportation light shimmered. One fully packaged elf after another was teleported into the