146: I am useful, extremely useful!

Just as Wang Han's brain was on the verge of completely shutting down from overload.

A faint, yet incredibly clear, hoarse narration, tinged with a hint of mockery, came from the other end of the ruins.

"Li Mo, CEO of Qingyun Pharmaceutical, took office at thirty-four, and in three years, led Qingyun Pharmaceutical to triple its market value, placing it among Linzhou's four major pharmaceutical companies."

The narration was intermittent, a mere thread of a voice, yet it precisely struck everyone's heart.

"He spearheaded seventeen hostile takeovers and personally brought down five promising medium-sized pharmaceutical companies. In the business world of Linzhou, they secretly call him the 'Capital Reaper.'"

"Director Wang, that overseas project you wanted him to help connect last year was ruined by a single word from him. Because he felt that Tianqing Group was not worthy of collaborating with him."

These words were not an explanation.

They were a brutal stomp on Li Mo's already shattered legendary halo.

Every sentence made Li Mo's body tremble more violently.

Every sentence made Wang Han's face, filled with shock, grow paler.

But Wang Han's paleness was soon replaced by another, more extreme emotion.

Disbelief.

He suddenly turned his head, looking towards the source of the voice.

There, the Old Ghost was kneeling on the ground.

And in his arms, the body that should have been cold and stiff, the Seventh Master whose chest was pierced and life force extinguished... was half-leaning his head back, struggling, word by word, to finish his sentence.

"Cough, cough... Old man, don't look like you've seen a ghost."

Seventh Master coughed up a bloody spittle, forcing a smile uglier than a cry.

"I'm not dead yet."

The Old Ghost's body froze.

His eyes, clouded with grief, stared intently at the person in his arms.

He could feel Seventh Master's body temperature.

He could feel the faint but tenacious heartbeat in his chest.

"Old... Old Seven?"

The Old Ghost's lips trembled, emitting an inhuman sound.

"Ah..."

The next second, a wail, suppressing half a lifetime of vicissitudes and the ecstasy of rediscovery, erupted from the old man's throat.

He didn't ask further.

He didn't want to ask anything.

He just held his resurrected old comrade tightly, tightly, crying like a child.

Seventh Master was alive.

This realization was even more shocking than the earth-shattering thunder from before.

Lin Yu, however, was not surprised by this.

He had casually thrown out an Archaic-grade [Redemption of Light] earlier to appease Wang Han and his daughter.

That skill had an area effect.

Combined with his previous Source-grade [Vitality Nourishment].

Plus Old Seven's strong will to live, it was normal for him to wake up.

He just didn't expect it to be so soon.

However, this scene, in Li Mo's perception, was an entirely different level of horror story.

Resurrection.

An individual confirmed dead, regaining vital signs.

This kind of method, this kind of power that defied the laws of life, even in his perception of the Abyss Domain, where experts were like clouds and gods and demons danced chaotically, was an extremely rare, costly forbidden art.

But here... in front of this man... it was like a trivial matter done casually.

Furthermore, this man didn't even spare a glance at the dead person from beginning to end.

He simply didn't care.

Li Mo's body stopped trembling.

Not because the fear had disappeared.

But because, when fear surpassed a certain threshold, all that remained was the purest numbness and... awe.

He finally, completely, 100% confirmed one thing.

The powerful figure he was clinging to was not some formidable newcomer, nor some reclusive master.

That was a god, walking among men, whose ultimate power he couldn't even begin to imagine.

This thought flashed through Li Mo's mind, but it was immediately drowned out by a frantic desire for survival.

What if he recognized him?

General Manager Li of Qingyun Pharmaceutical?

Capital Reaper?

Those were all in the past!

Now the Abyss Domain was clearly about to make a big move, and no one knew what kind of drastic changes awaited them in the future!

He had to prove his worth!

Prove that he was still useful before Lin Yu decided to kick him, this appendage, away!

In a flash of lightning, Li Mo's brain operated at an unprecedented speed.

Old Ghost Hall.

Pharmaceuticals.

The four major pharmaceutical companies.

Chen Ao came to cause trouble because of the pharmaceutical business.

This man was the boss behind Old Ghost Hall.

The clues connected!

A clear path to survival emerged in his mind!

"Sir!"

Li Mo suddenly raised his head, a morbid fanaticism and humble fawning erupting on his face, stained with tears and dust.

His crying stopped, replaced by an extremely urgent declaration.

"Sir! I know you! I know Old Ghost Hall!"

"I know what you're doing!"

He spoke extremely fast, fearing that a second's delay would cause this divine being to lose patience and crush him casually.

"I know you want to deal with the three major pharmaceutical companies! I know all their deployments! Their counterattack plan was personally formulated by me!"

Li Mo's words were incoherent; to survive, he poured out his value without reservation.

"I can help you! I can dismantle them from within! Their weaknesses, their lifelines, I know them all! Give me a chance, Sir! I can save you countless troubles!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed heavily, his forehead hitting the rubble, quickly drawing blood, but he didn't care, only raising his blood-stained face, looking at Lin Yu with a near-frantic plea.

Lin Yu still didn't speak.

That calm demeanor made Li Mo more terrified than any outburst of rage.

He knew that this was not enough.

These worldly business tactics might be insignificant in front of this divine being.

He had to offer a more substantial bargaining chip!

"Abyss Domain! Sir!"

Li Mo shrieked these two words, as if grasping at the last straw.

"Those two people just now! The one with the shield, and the one hidden in the shadow! They are visitors from the Abyss Domain! I know them! I know their identities, their origins!"

He was gambling that his intuition was correct, that this person in front of him was not from the Abyss Domain, and therefore needed information about it!

This sentence finally caused a subtle change in the atmosphere of the scene.

Even the Old Ghost, who was sobbing while holding his old comrade, paused his movements.

Wang Han was even more bewildered, feeling that every word contained terrifying information he couldn't comprehend.

Lin Yu's gaze finally retracted from afar, falling upon the bloody figure at his feet.

Li Mo's heart swelled with joy.

It worked!

He had gambled correctly!

This Sir indeed reacted to the word "Abyss Domain"!

He was about to redouble his efforts, spilling everything he knew to earn a chance to live.

Lin Yu, however, suddenly spoke.

He didn't ask Li Mo any questions about the Abyss Domain.

His gaze passed over Li Mo, directed towards the other end of the ruins.

"Old Ghost."

Lin Yu's call was soft.

The Old Ghost, immersed in the ecstasy and grief of rediscovery, suddenly trembled.

He slowly raised his head, his tear-stained old face filled with bewilderment.

"Boss?"

Lin Yu's next words made everyone present completely stunned.

"What do you think of this person?"

He asked.

He asked the Old Ghost.

But he was deciding Li Mo's life and death.