Chapter 167

Mule didn't answer, only nodded slightly, his gaze steadfastly fixed on his reflection in the mirror.

The players exchanged bewildered glances.

"Shall we... withdraw now?"

Forest Cat hesitated, glancing at his companions before addressing Mule, "Mr. Employer, if you voluntarily want us to leave, wiggle your left thumb.

If you're being coerced, wiggle your left index finger."

Mule naturally moved his left thumb and softly said to the mirror, "I will succeed.

I'm prepared. Whether or not I ultimately complete the last wish alive, my inheritance will still be distributed to where it needs to go according to the will...

That's enough."

Li Ang clicked his tongue. "Is this encrypted communication...?

Okay, you're saying that you made arrangements before the mission started, so even if you die, the rewards originally intended for us will be paid on time?"

Mule gave an almost imperceptible nod.

The strategy team exchanged glances.

Black Trojan sighed and raised his hands. "Alright, if this is the host's own will, then I choose to withdraw."

Forest Cat nodded. "Me too."

"I have no objections,"

Li Ang drawled lazily, "As long as the money's right, anything goes."

"In that case, everyone manually withdraw in five seconds."

The Witch nodded, counting down, "Five, four, three, two, one..."

As the countdown ended, Li Ang, Black Trojan, and Forest Cat vanished into thin air, leaving only the Witch floating in mid-air, looking down at Mule.

The Witch's eyes were cold and indifferent. She opened her mouth and said frigidly, "Things have progressed to this point, so I'll just lay it all out.

You deceived us. This isn't a normal, conventional mission at all, but your own personal, exclusive mission.

You kicked us out right before completion, probably because the upcoming plot will involve your real identity in the real world. Am I right?"

Faced with the Witch's accusation, Mule remained silent. The only sound in the entire restroom was the dripping of the faucet.

"Heh, never mind,"

Finally, the Witch shrugged, abandoning her hostility and said coolly, "That guy in the Black Shadow cosplay definitely guessed it.

That one from Whale Song should also be able to figure it out after returning to the organization to report.

But, it's not my problem anyway.

Good luck to you."

The Witch shook her head, took one last look at the documents in Mule's hand, and disappeared.

The empty restroom finally fell silent.

Mule silently turned around, leaned his buttocks against the edge of the sink, skillfully pulled out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, lit a cigarette, and began to puff out smoke.

In the swirling smoke, Mule picked up the file, looked at the contents, and thought to himself, "Is this the real reason for your death... Grandpa..."

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"So,"

Back in his own living room in the real world, Li Ang ripped off the headgear of his Black Shadow cosplay costume and complained, "This mission was really inexplicable.

The employer actually kicked the mercenary team he had hired at great expense out of the group chat at the last moment.

Did he really want to challenge the limit by himself?"

"What is it? What is it?"

Miss Chai wriggled out of Li Ang's chest. She had been locked inside the Soul Banner from the beginning and hadn't seen anything, not even feeling involved.

Li Ang explained everything that had happened in the script in a few words.

Sitting on a chair, he rubbed his chin. "Hmm... Mule doesn't want us to continue participating so much,

Either the following plot will expose his skills and equipment information,

Or, it will expose his specific identity in the real world...

I feel like the latter is more likely."

"Because he's an information broker who can't be exposed?"

Miss Chai thoughtfully nodded, then suddenly widened her eyes as if she had thought of something. "Wait, there's no such thing as a Netherworld in our world, right?

If the script takes place in a parallel world,

Then what is Mule afraid of?"

Li Ang spread his hands and said casually, "Maybe the Netherworld plane is indeed a parallel world,

But our world also has异位面同位体(yi wei mian tong wei ti, alternate plane counterparts) of Kevin Lomax.

He might not be called Kevin Lomax, but their experiences should be similar."

"If their experiences are similar..."

Miss Chai hesitated and said, "Then maybe we can use Kevin's lawyer persona and the contents of the file to find Mule's real identity?"

"Oh?"

Li Ang glanced at Chai Chai. "Not bad, you're getting smarter."

"Of course~"

Chai Chai proudly puffed out her chest, hugged her arms in front of her, and said proudly, "After all, I drink walnut drinks every day now, and my brain is turning faster and faster."

To prove the truth of her words, Chai Chai covered her ears with both hands and twisted her head violently,

Causing her head to spin rapidly like a top, which was terrifyingly strange.

Li Ang calmly ignored Chai Chai, who was deliberately acting cute, sat on the chair, slid his feet on the ground, and slid directly to the computer desk in the bedroom. Using internet tools, he bypassed possible network surveillance,

And searched for information related to Kevin Lomax.

"Hmm... there doesn't seem to be a lawyer with this name in the real world,"

Li Ang scrolled the mouse wheel, his pupils reflecting the images on the webpage, "But I do know the monarch of the Land of Tears, Moloch.

Moloch is a deity in the Semitic culture of the real world, depicted as a bull-headed man burning with flames.

Because he is ugly and evil, he is worshiped by the Semites as the god of fire, but he is also called a炎魔(yan mo, fire demon)..."

The ancient Semites who worshiped Moloch have perished, but the image of Moloch has been passed down.

Li Ang, who used some special methods, quickly found a missing person case in America on the dark web that was related to Moloch.

"The old lawyer hired by the family of the missing girl died of a sudden heart attack in the courthouse restroom, and the case was eventually closed..."

Li Ang swiped through the webpage and said calmly, "This old lawyer had an excellent reputation and had been helping poor families in America with lawsuits throughout his life.

The entire community attended his funeral when he died.

His son and daughter-in-law died early, leaving only a granddaughter, but no information about the granddaughter can be found..."

Before he could finish speaking, the friend information bar vibrated.

Mule: [The mission is complete.]

Oh? Still alive?

Li Ang raised an eyebrow, not revealing that he was investigating the other party, and calmly replied: [That's good, how was the mission result?]

Mule was silent for a while, then replied: [The employer said he was very satisfied, he has obtained what he wanted. This is the reward promised to you.]