Published: March 2, 2025
“Captain, this is the patrol team recruitment report for this period. Please have a look.”
The deputy handed a document to Wen Yu, who raised his head to glance at the list, focusing on a name that stood out: "Candy."
"That’s enough. You can leave now."
The deputy complied and left, while Wen Yu leaned back in his chair and gently rubbed his temples.
Strictly speaking, Wen Yu's abilities were not weak. Although he had various shortcomings, his overall capabilities could be considered outstanding—this was not innate, but rather a result of diligent training.
The Wen Yu who was lurking in the Demon Realm was a comprehensive embodiment of these abilities.
He had risen from an ordinary soldier to an elite team leader, and then to the head of the personnel department—if it weren't for the power system of the spirit of the demon lord ensuring the independence of the political core, Wen Yu likely could have achieved even more.
This was also the fundamental reason why Wen Yu allowed Tang Haofei to smoothly approach the material storage warehouse.
Because Wen Yu was the one responsible for personnel adjustments in this area...
“However, I’m afraid this is where it ends.”
Wen Yu looked at the name "Candy" on the list, his eyes revealing unhidden mockery—number one Wen Yu had some doubts and guilt about this matter, but Wen Yu had not thought too much about it!
He simply felt that Tang Haofei should die, and that was enough!
The long-term division and different experiences had led to a noticeable personality split among the eight Wen Yus, without Wen Yu even realizing it.
For example, the emotions of number three towards Gul, the sense of responsibility of number one towards Beijing, and Wen Yu's cunning, ferocity, and cruelty!
But these were just trivial matters; as long as Wen Yu's avatars still acknowledged that they were Wen Yu, nothing would go wrong.
In fact, having more emotions and personalities was more beneficial for Wen Yu to make the most self-serving judgments...
It wasn’t until the sound of footsteps emerged from behind that Wen Yu set aside the scheming thoughts rising within him. He turned around and saw another Wen Yu emerging from the shadows.
“You're here.”
“Mm.”
After a simple greeting, Wen Yu indicated for the guest to sit in the chair in front of him.
Then, he poured a drink for his visitor, not overly chatty as he said, “Where’s the stuff? Did you bring it?”
“It’s placed in the Netherworld. Aside from Aogules, Lin Haotian, and the other thirteen strong individuals, there's this…”
Wen Yu said, pulling out a small object from his Spatial Ring.
It was a token, small enough to fit in the palm of a hand, covered in complex patterns that gave off an air of profound mystery just by looking at it.
It was the teleportation token to the Demon Palace.
“Then for task distribution, I’ll supervise Tang Haofei's every move, while the thirteen soul puppets will handle the cleanup after the operation starts; you’re in charge of deciphering the token and studying its operational principles as much as possible.”
Up to now, Wen Yu still didn’t have a stable channel to the Demon Palace—using this opportunity, Wen Yu didn’t mind solving this problem.
And with the Wen Yu who had been in the Demon Palace, interpreting the soul creation technique, I believe it wouldn’t take too long to fully crack this technology.
“So, you’re not arranging a place for me?”
“I don’t have any spare space here; I can only trouble you to stay temporarily in the Netherworld for now.”
After saying this, Wen Yu activated the Netherworld and brought Wen Yu inside. Then, he squinted and thought for a moment before pressing a concealed button on the table.
Accompanied by a buzzing sound, a moment later, a slightly hoarse voice emanated from the table.
“Sir.”
“Sval, I want to assign you a few tasks.”
……
“The heart of the ancient demon, the brain marrow of the black-skinned demon creature, the horn of the frenzied demon, the teeth of the three-headed demonic dragon… oh, these things are really disgusting.”