199: Are you the fear in other people's hearts? I am the fear in your heart!

... Two days later ... "Godfather, why aren't you supplying goods anymore?"

"The high-tech and potent stuff you created, even the Undead Emperor finds it satisfying."

"Now, if she doesn't eat five or six meals a day, she feels uncomfortable all over."

"She said the price could increase by 5 or 10 times, so please resume supply quickly. Don't play hunger marketing; showing off in front of royalty could cost you your head."

That day, Lin Mo stopped adding compound no. 9 to the meat.

The same day, the royal family began to complain.

There was no meat to eat.

And they sent servants to the meat processing plant, demanding that Ghost Knight increase the supply.

A 10-fold price increase was not out of the question.

It could be said that a catty of meat with compound no. 9 now could sell for a high price of 1 million.

The money Lin Mo lost in the past two days could be earned back all at once.

"Okay, but you must take me into the Imperial City."

Lin Mo negotiated with Ghost Knight.

"Oh, that. The Imperial City has three passes and six checkpoints; it's really hard for us to get in. Plus, there's a barrier; we must get an application from the Undead Emperor."

Ghost Knight said with difficulty.

"Then you go do it. I'll tell you honestly, I added highly addictive Eagle Country high-tech inside. If you can't manage this, I'll expose it."

"Anyway, you sold the meat, and you're the company's boss, not me. Also, Wuhan withdrew its investment this morning, making you the sole shareholder and CEO of the meat processing plant."

"In other words, you're still the boss."

Lin Mo smiled and patted his shoulder.

Ghost Knight, hearing Lin Mo say this, instantly collapsed.

At this moment, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

How could he be so foolish?

How could rotten meat sell for a sky-high price?

There must be something hallucinogenic and addictive inside.

If this matter wasn't revealed, there would still be plenty of money to earn.

You're good, I'm good.

Lin Mo proactively exposed it and made him take the blame.

This guy had ulterior motives.

He definitely wasn't just trying to earn money from selling meat.

Thinking of this, Ghost Knight felt like dying.

He had actually become an accomplice.

He had become a pawn completely manipulated by the other party... "Godfather, you're really setting me up to die!"

"Don't cry, didn't you also swindle me out of hundreds of millions? I didn't say a word either."

Lin Mo laughed.

"But that's different... This is a matter of losing one's head."

"Don't panic. I said I'd kill you before, and you weren't afraid of death then, so why are you afraid now?"

"Because the Undead Emperor, she is an existence that can even destroy souls, possessing supreme power. Even the Living race returning from the Mid-Level Battlefield cannot resist her."

"Being killed by her, your perception remains, but you suffer endless torment every moment. This is worse than death!"

Ghost Knight poured out his grievances.

"Don't be afraid. You get me in, and I'll give you better treatment. Anyway, both you and I have engaged in a business that could cost us our heads."

"Why don't we take a gamble together."

[Due to the hallucinogenic and addictive nature of the meat you sold, your moral value has decreased by 1 point.]

It must be said that when Lin Mo spoke shamelessly, he was still extremely inflammatory.

Ghost Knight had no choice but to agree.

He had already figured out what Lin Mo wanted to do.

He wanted to go from a beggar to an emperor!

He wanted to defy the heavens!

... The two of them, carrying several tons of injected meat, arrived at the location of the Imperial City.

At this moment, Ghost Knight began to tremble all over.

Lin Mo kicked him.

"At this point, you're chickening out?"

"No, you'd be the real freak if you weren't scared! The Imperial City of the Undead Kingdom isn't in reality at all."

"It's not in any space, any void; it only exists in everyone's darkest and deepest fears."

"When the Imperial City appears, everyone will simultaneously feel fear and tremble."

Ghost Knight tried desperately to control his fear, but it was impossible.

Only Lin Mo remained unmoving.

He felt not the slightest bit of fear.

Just as Ghost Knight's fear reached its peak, the world suddenly twisted—

A majestic Imperial City, constructed from piled bones, materialized out of thin air.

Skulls on the city walls constantly emitted mournful wails, the city gate was a gaping maw, and the moat flowed with boiling black pus and blood.

Ghost Knight had already collapsed to the ground, his skeleton rattling.

Lin Mo, however, merely narrowed his eyes, looking at the eternally blood-red moon above the Imperial City, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Leave the meat, you may go."

The Imperial Guards said.

"This meat is extremely precious, and its production is about to cease. Can we go in and explain this matter personally to the supervisor?"

Ghost Knight said fawningly.

And he slipped a wad of cash from his sleeve.

The other party thought for a moment.

"Okay."

"However, you can only enter the area one step inside the Imperial City."

After all, Ghost Knight had been sending him money for a long time, and it wouldn't be good to refuse him outright.

But strict rules and laws still had to be followed.

Lin Mo followed, striding in.

"You! Who are you? A mere subordinate wants to follow in? Intruders die!"

Behind Ghost Knight, Lin Mo also walked in.

The captain of the Undead Guard responsible for guarding the entrance shouted.

"After waiting for nearly half a month, I finally got in. Do you think I would leave now?"

Lin Mo asked with a smile, casually taking out the Staff of War Knight.

"You want to! Assassinate!?"

The Undead Captain's eyes narrowed into a slit. He couldn't understand why anyone would be so foolish.

To seek death instead of earning money?

But the next moment.

—2465 trillion! Explosion, instant kill!

He had already been blown into tomato paste.

"Holy moly! That method! He he he he is... the Boss Killer!"

"Oh my god! Go back and report quickly! Send more men immediately! The 'Boss Killer' is going to assassinate in the Imperial Palace!"

"Damn it, the captain must have been blinded by greed, letting this scoundrel in!"

... Lin Mo had only killed their captain, yet it caused such panic among so many strong guards.

Because he had committed a major crime at the auction house before.

He had blown up many bosses of various syndicates in the Undead Kingdom into tomato paste.

Thus, he earned the title of "Boss Killer."

After all, those bosses also had many skilled bodyguards around them.

Even so, they were all wiped out.

These sentries responsible for guarding the entrance were naturally even less of a match.

"Boss Killer?"

"When did I get this nickname?"

"They're really giving me random labels. Clearly, I'm a famous entrepreneur, an angel to the working class."

Ghost Knight: "..."

Big brother, your factory now uses paper figures on a 24-hour assembly line.

It doesn't even use slaves anymore.

Those slaves who once had some value now have none.

They can only be killed and sold for meat.

You really are an angel!

The slaves are thanking your ancestors eight generations back... Lin Mo naturally wouldn't let these guards go.

After all, he had just entered and hadn't yet controlled the front gate.

So he casually raised his hand.

Dong Xiaowan was summoned.

Dong Xiaowan gently waved her slender hand, and yellow paper fluttered like snow across the sky.

The paper pieces instantly transformed into a million divine soldiers upon landing—

Paper Nezha, with three heads and six arms, rode on his Wind Fire Wheels.

Paper Great Sage, wielding his Golden Cudgel, had golden eyes, and Paper Guan Yu, with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, had a flowing long beard.

The entire front hall of the Imperial City was instantly filled with flashing blades and clashing swords, with shouts of battle shaking the heavens.