Yang Jian stared at the sickly Wang Xiaoming sitting in his wheelchair.
Though he was gravely ill, his mind was still perfectly sound. The words he spoke could not be ignored, because he did not deliberately conceal anything. Instead, he laid out the pros and cons of a matter before you and made you choose.
Once you refused, Wang Xiaoming would keep adding to the stakes through other means, pressuring and guiding you into accepting his demands.
This was not a scheme, but an open strategy—a tactic he had always favored.
"So, you mean that as long as I ensure the captains' meeting goes ahead smoothly, I can become this so-called Enforcement Captain, gain access to all of Headquarters' resources, and you'll also tell me the secret of the human-skin paper?" Yang Jian asked.
"That's right." Wang Xiaoming nodded.
"The terms you've offered this time are indeed tempting. Headquarters' accumulated resources are truly staggering. Whether it's controlling a fierce ghost or handling supernatural incidents, having Headquarters as logistical support is a tremendous advantage," Yang Jian said.
Even he was tempted.
If he could truly draw upon Headquarters' resources at will, then he would no longer need to conserve supernatural items whenever he dealt with a supernatural incident.
Even if he needed to control a particular fierce ghost, he could directly requisition one from Headquarters.
Under such circumstances, Yang Jian's path ahead would undoubtedly become much smoother.
But the price was not small either.
Wang Xiaoming's meaning was equally clear: Yang Jian would need to restrain the other captains and requisition them at critical moments.
It sounded simple, but in reality, the risks were enormous.
"I want to know something. If I really do as you ask, could a situation arise where I get the job done, but your promises turn