Divine Team Command Center.

The big screen displayed the live broadcast of the undercover team's jungle exploitation in the south:

In the sky, there was a mermaid riding the Black Dragon God, singing endlessly and sprinkling divine power. The Black Dragon occasionally breathed fire, burning the forest and poisonous insects. On the water, the Fishman God, enveloped in a golden divine power water ball, had grown significantly larger, driving the giant frogs, pythons, lizards, and insects from the swamp everywhere. The fully armed noble household retainers formed more than a dozen small groups, besieging and hunting the monsters that fled to the ground. Players from the China District scrambled everywhere to snatch up the excess and level up like crazy!

The Young Master watched with resentment on his face and fear in his heart!

It was supposed to be a jungle mine to mislead the development of the China District, but it received the support of nobles and the Guardian God. Noble support was one thing, but wasn't it forbidden for the Guardian God to intervene with mortals? Why did the Guardian God start the mining operation? Did Sariel break the rules?

What was even more frustrating was that the Tata War God closely followed the Fishman God, using his divine artifact staff to disrupt and control those giant monsters, also playing a huge role and crazily leveling up!

The Young Master could no longer sit still: "What should we do? Their strength is now increasingly surpassing ours. If they take this mining area and then attack our Iron Flame Village, we can't defend it!"

Peeping Immortal consoled, "Young Master, did you see the green mist in the jungle? That's epidemic air. The Black Dragon's fire can't burn it away, and the mermaid's blessing only temporarily resists the disease; it can't ensure that it won't outbreak after she leaves..."

The Young Master became furious: "How much impact can the disease have? They could fully attack the village carrying the disease too, and we'll also get infected, ending up the same!"

Sea Merchants Association President Sakamaru Noto reported, "Young Master, our fishing boat discovered that all personnel from the Chun Commerce Association boarded the Black Iron Blade to go out to sea!"

The Young Master was incredulous: "What are they doing? How can they afford to go out to sea on such a high-end warship?"

Sakamaru said, "However, going out to sea usually happens during idle time. It severely delays their leveling up, so it's not entirely a good thing..."

The Young Master was even angrier: "Who doesn't know that going out to sea delays leveling? Are they fools?"

The command center was silent.

At this time, Sakamaru Saito reported, "Young Master, Mr. Xiaoshan met a strange prisoner in jail who might not be human and found a strategy related to a fallen village in the Demon Realm from him. It might be useful."

The Young Master was momentarily stunned: "Which Mr. Xiaoshan?"

"Little Mountain God, the one responsible for killing red-named players outside the city who got killed a few days ago. The strategy roughly means that it's possible to enter the third layer of the Demon Realm in the Hell Trial, but cooperation from other red-named teammates is needed at critical moments."

The Young Master snapped back to reality: "Oh, it's that troublemaker... Right, our Hell Mining Corps have already reached the second layer. We have 3,000 Hell Mining Corps to develop there! The Demon Realm is our trump card for a comeback! Sakamaru, you're responsible for mobilizing red-named personnel to cooperate with his actions. All others, do your utmost and effort!"

"Understood!"

...

Black Iron Prison Fourth Floor.

Little Mountain God has been here for four days, and his rank has fallen from the initial 90th place to several thousand behind. But Little Mountain God remains undaunted, patiently observing and helping these fellow inmates, and openly expressing his intention to go to Hell.

Although he's treated as a madman and outcast, this is just Little Mountain God's style of uncompromisingly selecting and screening, and he eventually encounters a quite out-of-place NPC, finally triggering a task successfully!

His true identity is a remnant soul of a Shadow Demon who, after failing to pursue the Crystal Bat, had most of its demon soul energy devoured, barely escaping as a wisp of remnant soul and possessing a frail prisoner.

His goal is to escape from prison, but the possessed prisoner is too weak to make it easy. But it was precisely because this prisoner was weak that he could be possessed.

Little Mountain God learned from this NPC that the previous method of the team jumping directly to Hell from the Volcano Spatial Gate on the lower floors was wrong. That way, even if you enter Hell, you only start as a low-level slave laborer. This NPC knows a secret passage directly into the third layer of the Demon Realm.

Therefore, Little Mountain God has been planning with him for their action to enter the Demon Realm these past two days.

Just then, Little Mountain God's chat group notification rang; it was Sakamaru.

Little Mountain God shuddered all over: "Greetings, Group Leader!"

Sakamaru said sternly, "Your action plan has received the Young Master's approval. Your previous failure disappointed the Young Master greatly, but the Young Master did not rebuke you. Do you know what to do?"

Little Mountain God was moved to tears: "I appreciate the Young Master's generosity. This time, I will definitely not fail!"

Actually, it's just that the Young Master forgot about him...

Sakamaru continued sternly: "Very well, if you fail again, even if the Young Master continues to forgive you, I won't..."

...

At this moment, Peeping Immortal, equally under a lot of pressure, decided to first go to the Night Rose Tavern to inquire about the situation with the Black Iron Blade.

Upon arrival at the tavern, he saw a notice posted at the door: "Our store has employed master baker Michelin to create new bread products."

Peeping was stunned. This Michelin was known, he came to apply for the Baron's bounty a few days ago, but his skill was indeed not great. Initially, he thought Michelin would be eliminated so he could buy his menu formula, but he refused to sell it! Besides, this was a tavern, employing a baker doesn't seem to fit...

Peeping entered the tavern, looking puzzled, and saw Vivian in a rather good mood.

"Miss Vivian, is the Baron feeling better?"

Vivian laughed: "As the Vice President, you should personally visit and ask."

He should be better.

Peeping sighed: "It's just too busy. By the way, why did you hire this baker?"

Vivian replied solemnly: "I believe he has great potential."

Peeping decided to get straight to the point: "What was the situation with the Black Iron Blade just now?"

Vivian sighed: "That's paid information, but I can responsibly tell you that it's none of your business. You should go and express your regards to the Baron."

Peeping truly felt unsatisfied: "How much is the information fee?"

Vivian smiled faintly: "1000."

Peeping's face twitched; he was already busy enough, why make more trouble for himself, and at such a cost!

"In that case, I'll go and express my regards to the Baron,"

Vivian gave a cold hum: "Then you go ahead."

—System Prompt: Unfortunately! Miss Vivian's favorability towards you has decreased.

Peeping regretted it greatly but could only make it up later.

Just as Peeping exited the tavern, an NPC stopped him: "Are you the Peeping Immortal Miss Amy is looking for?"

Peeping was startled and suddenly saw a girl on the street dressed in luxurious clothes like a little princess waving: "Kind brother, I came to play with you!"

Peeping felt overwhelmed. How is there time to play with anyone when he's so busy! But right now, the biggest thing could only be to accompany her...