"But how can we tear a hole in the plan you created?"
Yu Mo fell into deep thought.
"Economic war, Human Race will not prevail..."
"Expose your loan shark scam. For the Demon Clan, Human Race's words have no credibility."
"Or..."
"Human Race also lends money, and it is an interest-free loan... But if Human Race really does this, then Old White Ape will laugh out of his dreams. This is equivalent to a windfall, taking Human Race's money, and then defaulting on the loan..."
"Use Black Market... No, Black Market has just established a foothold in Demon Domain, and the existence of Black Market itself must maintain absolute neutrality. This is the result of the mutual acquiescence between Old White Ape and I."
Yu Mo thought of plans one after another, but he erased them one by one.
"Sure enough, after Old White Ape became Demon Domain Lord, this Demon Domain... instantly became difficult to deal with. It's really a headache."
Yu Mo sighed and shook his head slightly, "But Demon Domain, after all, you are the only one..."
"When those Demon Beast people over-consume and enjoy the huge resources, if they find that as long as they are old people, they don't have to pay back the money... or even kill the creditors, and they don't even have to be old people..."
"Then Demon Domain's economic system will completely collapse and fall into chaos for a time."
"But it is impossible for Old White Ape to not have thought of this. Before such signs arise, they will inevitably be curbed, and I want to take the opportunity to fan the flames."
"Tsk tsk..."
"Is this your first piece on the chessboard?"
"To invite me into the game?"
Yu Mo smiled and shook his head, put this information aside casually, got busy with other things, and no longer paid attention to it, as if he had completely forgotten this matter.
After processing the files in Office, Yu Mo turned around and left in a hurry. He didn't even take Chu Huai with him, but pushed Wheelchair by himself. It was quite mysterious. I don't know what happened.
It wasn't until late at night that Yu Mo returned to Light Group a little tired, sat in his Office, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and was lost in thought.
The next day.
Soldiers wearing Reserve Corps uniforms poured into Ink City one after another, lined up and stood outside the door of Light Group.
Their expressions were solemn, their bodies upright, and they were meticulous.
Even at noon and Blazing Sun was hanging in the air, they did not waver.
It was not until the sunset gradually set that Yu Sheng, Shi Guang, and one of them, carrying a huge Backpack, slowly emerged from the street in the distance, and finally joined the crowd, standing in the corner, motionless.
Five o'clock in the afternoon.
Light Group The door opens on time.
Yu Mo pushed Wheelchair, slowly walked out of the Light Group gate, looked at the soldiers lined up outside the door, and said softly, "This goal, Yellow Springs Graveyard. mission, is to bring back as many Demon Plant as possible."
"More details must have been given to you by your respective commanders before you set off."
"I won't go into details here."
"Let's go!"
Yu Mo didn't say any impassioned words, let alone give them chicken soup for the soul, or talk about coming back alive, you are all Human Race heroes.
For him, these words have no meaning.
And if the person who said these words was Yu Mo, it would only make those soldiers confused and confused.
On the contrary, Yu Mo smiled fiercely and said, "It's best for you all to die there." They would feel it was very natural.
One after another Truck came from a distance and stopped outside the door of Light Group.
The soldiers jumped up and landed on Truck one after another. They found their positions and closed their eyes to rest.
Yu Sheng and Shi Guang also found a Truck that still had space, and sat in the corner, silent.
What makes them happy is that other people in Truck have no intention of chatting. These soldiers are all Elite Forces of Reserve Corps. They all know how to adjust their own status before the Life and Death battle and put themselves into a calm state in advance to avoid being caught off guard, reacting poorly, and leading to death.
This quiet atmosphere has continued.
Until late at night, we arrived at the following morning again.
Truck, who was driving rapidly, finally saw the outline of Ghost Gate, and finally arrived outside Ghost Gate at noon.
The soldiers got off the bus in an orderly manner and formed a formation again.
"Eat..."
A gloomy voice suddenly sounded in mid-air, the voice was cold and a little hoarse.
As the voice fell, people with pale faces and even expressionless people came from a distance carrying meals.
Ghost Gate, even at noon, there is almost no sunlight.
A dark environment, such a group of people.
If they weren't wearing Reserve Corps's clothes, they might have suspected... that they had entered Ghost Realm by mistake.
"Eat."
A pale-faced Middle-Aged Man stood in front of Yu Sheng with a meal, handed him the lunch box, and said coldly.
Yu Sheng took the lunch box.
Cool.
Even a little icy.
Middle-Aged Man did not have any more unnecessary communication with Yu Sheng. He just turned around silently, left, and continued his work.
When these Reserve Corpss who had just arrived faced the Ghost Gate soldiers, their faces were full of respect.