432: Zhang Shun, the talent manager! You're dead!

"Huh? There are so many total resources inside here? Could it be that I am supposed to refine a divine-grade pill with a level?"

When Su Lie invested his Spirit into the small gourd, he saw that the materials inside were actually enough to refine a 12th-grade divine Soil Fertilizer Pill.

Among them, there were a full 100 billion portions of plowing ox manure, 100 billion Root-Growing Grass stalks, and 200 billion Cultivation-Promoting Flowers.

Seeing this.

Su Lie's eyes flashed, and he immediately chose to put all the materials into the manifested, illusory Purple Gold Eight Treasures Furnace.

This action of his shocked Qing Qing next to him, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.

Qing Qing looked at Su Lie's confident appearance and secretly murmured, "Could it be... he intends to refine a Level 12 divine-grade Soil Fertilizer Pill?"

"How is that possible?"

"He is only a Second-Turn Professional Refiner!"

"Does he have some special auxiliary Talent that allows him to succeed in refining pills quickly, 100% of the time?"

Thinking of this.

Qing Qing quickly pressed a green button under the desk: "Such strength... if he were recruited into the Black Market, it wouldn't just be a great service for me; I could also use this opportunity to break free from my puppet body and be promoted to a slave!"

Just then.

Zhang Shun, the Human Resources Manager of the Black Market, was sitting in a reclining chair playing a palm-sized game console, and the game on the console was Tetris.

He saw that every line he cleared increased his Lifespan by 10 years.

Just as he was having a great time playing.

Qing Qing's report appeared on his desk.

When Zhang Shun's left eye flickered and saw the informational document on the desk, his mind was shaken, and the hands that were playing the game stopped.

"Holy crap! Is this real or fake?"

He murmured softly.

[Buzz!]

[Haha! Congratulations, you lost! This game will deduct 100,000 years of your Lifespan!]

At this moment, a burst of evil laughter came from the game console in his hand.

Zhang Shun looked down and was immediately furious: "Damn it! I was so close to clearing the level! This damn report actually caused me to fail at the last minute, not only failing to get the 100,000 years of Lifespan reward but also having 100,000 years of Lifespan deducted!"

"Damn it! I only have 100 years of life left now!"

"You damned bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Saying this.

He put the game console into his storage ring and fiercely picked up Qing Qing's report document: "You damned thing! A Second-Turn Professional Survivor actually dares to boast about refining a 12th-grade divine pill! He truly doesn't know how to write the word 'death'! If this is a false report, Qing Qing... you will also have to be melted down and reformed!"

Buzz!

The next second, he had already teleported to the office where Qing Qing was located.

At this moment, the Purple Gold Eight Treasures Furnace summoned by Su Lie had just sealed its flames.

Su Lie turned his head and looked at the furious Zhang Shun, his brows slightly furrowed.

Qing Qing sensed Zhang Shun's anger and quickly introduced him with a smile: "Guest! This is our Human Resources Manager, Zhang Shun! Manager Zhang is a Third-Turn Professional, hailing from the Demon Hall of the Mist Survivors Guild! He is mainly responsible for recruiting outstanding Talent!"

"Your strength has exceeded the standard I can verify, so I could only ask the manager to step forward!"

She added an explanation at the end.

Only then did Zhang Shun realize that his aura had affected Su Lie, and he quickly put on a smile: "Guest! My apologies! My apologies! There was a small error on the headquarters side just now. If I affected you and caused this Treasure Refining attempt to fail! I am willing to give you another chance, with the same materials!"

"No need!"

Su Lie shook his head.

Zhang Shun looked at Su Lie for a few seconds, still smiling insincerely, but he grumbled internally with extreme annoyance: "Damn it! What are you acting so arrogant for?! If you can't refine this 12th-grade divine pill this time, I'll kill you, you little chick!"

"You are just a damn Second-Turn Professional, who are you trying to fool here?"

"Although the Punishment Hall is a bit troublesome!"

"But it's not like I haven't provoked them before! At worst, I'll just compensate them with some resources!"

The resentment in his heart grew stronger.

Su Lie vaguely noticed it but didn't care: "Is this guy sick?! I came here to apply for a Refiner position, not to break your rice bowl; why is he so angry?!"

Thinking of this.

He looked at Qing Qing and asked, "Are the recruitment slots for Refiners already full here? Or is there only one left?"

"Uh... no! We don't limit the number of Refiners we recruit here! As long as you have the Talent, you will definitely be hired!"

Qing Qing turned her head and glanced at Zhang Shun, a hint of complaint in her eyes, and she quickly explained to Su Lie.

Yet, she felt some dissatisfaction towards Zhang Shun internally.

Your resentment is clearly visible on your face.

This clearly means you don't want to make things easy for me, Qing Qing!

Zhang Shun frowned and looked at Su Lie: "Why isn't this guy serious about Treasure Refining? Who throws materials into the furnace and then ignores them completely! Even if it's an illusory furnace, he still needs to control the heat, right? This guy must be trash!"

Thinking of this.

He became even angrier: "Hmph! You damned bastard! You actually made me lose 100,000 years of Lifespan! You wait for me! When you fail! I'm going to skin you alive! Hmph! Hmph! How dare you cause trouble for my Cross Star Black Market, do you really not know who Yama King is?"

Su Lie rolled his eyes. He noticed the killing intent in Zhang Shun's heart and asked Qing Qing again, "Um... does applying require a bribe?"

This sentence made Zhang Shun freeze. He realized that his emotions might have misled Su Lie, and he quickly said, "Holy crap! Brother! Don't talk nonsense! Although our Cross Star Black Market has the word 'Black' in its name, we have always adhered to the principle of fairness and justice; no one needs to offer gifts when applying. We only want people with real Talent and ability!"

"Then why did you want to kill me just now? Did I offend you somehow?"

Su Lie's words made Zhang Shun so embarrassed that his toes felt like they could dig out a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment.

Zhang Shun turned his head to the side, hands in his pockets, acting nonchalant: "No! No! No! You must understand the feelings of us Demon Hall Class Changers! We hate being fooled the most! If I find out you fooled me, I... cough! cough!... although I won't take your life, you definitely won't have an easy time!"

Since Su Lie had already made things clear, he naturally wouldn't hide his thoughts either.

After hearing this, Qing Qing quickly said, "Sir Manager! We strictly forbid using power for personal gain here! Private fights are prohibited!"

"Shut up!"

Zhang Shun glared at Qing Qing and scolded her in a low voice: "Let me tell you! If this kid fails! You will have to be melted down and reformed, and your soul will be cleansed! The current you will disappear permanently!"

Su Lie looked at Qing Qing, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "She is a puppet?"

Qing Qing blinked away two tears of grievance. She pouted, looked at Su Lie, and then forced out a smile: "Guest! I am indeed a puppet! My soul was refined, and I am a tool that can be recycled and cleansed at any time!"

"This is an exclusive attendant specially prepared by the Black Market for every Guest! That is to say, whenever you come to the Black Market in the future, I will always be the one receiving, serving, and guiding you!"

"If your Treasure Refining attempt fails this time, I will permanently disappear!"

"Please, you must succeed!"

She clenched her fists and said with eyes full of anticipation: "I beg you! I really don't want to disappear! I finally made it to this world! I've only just experienced the joy of being an attendant, and I can't die so soon!"

Zhang Shun sneered: "Damn it! If this kid succeeds! I'll kneel down and call him grandpa!"

At this moment, the light on the illusory Purple Gold Eight Treasures Furnace began to converge.

Su Lie's eyelid twitched, and he smiled as he looked at Zhang Shun and said, "Bro! You said that! Don't go back on your word, okay!"

Zhang Shun laughed angrily and retorted, "Fine! Fine! Fine! What happens if you fail?"

Just then.

A prompt from the mist rule simultaneously appeared in both their lines of sight.

[Do you wish to enter into a gamble with the applicant Liu Xiu?]

[Gamble Agreement: If Liu Xiu fails to refine a 12th-grade divine pill (conditions unknown, awaiting Liu Xiu's confirmation), and if Liu Xiu succeeds in refining it, you will kneel and call the other party 'Grandpa' three times, and the current consciousness of Qing Qing will be preserved, allowing the puppet Qing Qing to advance and continue serving Liu Xiu.]

... [Do you wish to enter into a gamble with the Cross Star Black Market Human Resources Manager Zhang Shun?]

[Gamble Agreement: If you fail to refine a 12th-grade divine pill (conditions unknown, awaiting your confirmation), and if you succeed in refining it, Zhang Shun will kneel and call the other party 'Grandpa' three times, and the current consciousness of Qing Qing will be preserved, allowing the puppet Qing Qing to advance and continue serving you.]

Su Lie and Zhang Shun looked at Qing Qing simultaneously.

Qing Qing said seriously: "Black Market rules stipulate that all promises made within the Black Market must use the mist rule as a fair judge! Black Market rules forbid internal strife, fighting, brawling, shouting, and other such behaviors within the Black Market!"

After speaking.

She actually started to laugh.

"Alright!"

Zhang Shun grew increasingly disgusted with Qing Qing: "You damned bastard! I want to modify the terms of the gamble! If Liu Xiu refines the Level 12 divine-grade Soil Fertilizer Pill, I will not only kowtow, admit my mistake, and call him grandpa, but I will also give him 10 billion rationality pills!"

"Conversely, if he fails to refine it, he must do the same to me! If he cannot produce these rationality pills, he must use his life to compensate! If I cannot produce these pills as compensation, I am also willing to pay with my life!"

"No matter who loses between the two of us, all storage tools and equipment carried on the loser must be unconditionally given to the winner, in addition to these two conditions! Even the corpse must be given to the other party!"

He spoke haughtily.

Isn't it just gambling with lives?

This is the game most frequently played by people from the Demon Hall.

Although Su Lie was a weakling in his eyes.

But even a mosquito's leg is meat.

Since they were gambling, they might as well gamble big.

Zhang Shun, having grown to his current state, had experienced 1,098,122 life-and-death gambles, and he was never afraid: "You damn pauper! With my Luck Value of 10.01 million, how could I be afraid of a poor wretch like you!"

Immediately following this.

A prompt from the rules appeared in Su Lie's line of sight.

[Do you wish to enter into a gamble with the Cross Star Black Market Human Resources Manager Zhang Shun?]

[Gamble Agreement: If you fail to refine a 12th-grade divine pill, you will apologize to Zhang Shun, kowtow, and acknowledge him as your grandpa! You will compensate the other party with 10 billion rationality pills! You will be directly erased by the mist rule, and your corpse, soul, carried equipment, storage tools, and everything else will belong to Zhang Shun. Furthermore, the current consciousness of Qing Qing will be preserved, allowing the puppet Qing Qing to advance and continue serving you. If you succeed in refining it, Zhang Shun will kneel, kowtow, and acknowledge you as his grandpa, and compensate you with 10 billion rationality pills... If you agree to this clause, please confirm directly!]

[Note: This gamble is certified by the mist rule, and the terms of the agreement will be forcibly executed by the mist rule. No power can prevent this agreement from taking effect.]

[Note: This gamble will be presented to the high-level management of the Cross Star Black Market and may attract their attention.]

[Note: This gamble is solely an agreement between you and Zhang Shun and does not represent the position of the Cross Star Black Market.]

[Note: This gamble does not affect your application to the Cross Star Black Market nor your work after successfully being hired.]

Su Lie curved the corner of his mouth after reading: "Confirm!"

He deliberately shouted it out loud.

Zhang Shun laughed hysterically three times in anger: "Kid! Everything you have is mine! Hahaha!"

After saying this.

Only then did he confirm the agreement.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

At this moment, three figures wearing black robes and featureless Cross Star masks appeared simultaneously in the room.

After seeing the three people, Zhang Shun and Qing Qing quickly bowed in salute: "Greetings, Chairmen!"

"Hmm! Zhang Shun, you little brat, you're bullying people again, aren't you!"

One of them said with dissatisfaction.

Zhang Shun chuckled: "Because of this kid, I lost 100,000 years of Lifespan in the Life Block game! Someone has to pay for this debt!"

"Holy crap."

Su Lie looked at the other party with a confused expression: "I definitely didn't interrupt you!"

"Uh..."

Zhang Shun was stunned, then smiled wickedly: "It doesn't matter! Since this matter started because of you, you are definitely dead! Haha!"