Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"But how can we tear a hole in the plan you created?"

Yu Mo fell into deep thought.

"Economic warfare, the human race does not have the upper hand..."

"Exposing your usury scam, for the monster race, the words of the human race have no credibility."

"or..."

"The human race also lends money, and it is an interest-free loan... But if the human race really does this, the old white ape will wake up laughing in his dreams. This is tantamount to a windfall, taking the money from the human race, and then repaying the debt..."

"Using the black market... no, the black market has just gained a firm foothold in the Demon Realm, and the existence of the black market itself must maintain absolute neutrality. This is the result of the tacit agreement between me and the old white ape."

One plan after another appeared in Yu Mo's mind, and he erased them one by one.

"Sure enough, after the old white ape became the master of the demon domain, the demon domain...has become difficult to manage in an instant. It's really a headache."

Yu Mo sighed softly, and shook his head slightly: "But in Yaoyu, you are the only one after all..."

"When those monsters consume excessively and enjoy the huge resources, if they find out that as long as they are Lao Lai, they don't have to pay back the money... Even if they kill the creditor, they don't even need to be Lao Lai..."

"The economic system of the Demon Realm will collapse completely, and it was once in a state of chaos."

"But the old white ape couldn't have thought of this. Before this kind of sign rises, it will inevitably be contained, and I want to take the opportunity to fan the flames."

"Tsk tsk..."

"Is this your first piece on the chessboard?"

"Used to invite me into the game?"

Yu Mo shook his head with a smile, put the information aside casually, got busy with other things, and stopped paying attention, as if he had completely forgotten about it.

After processing the documents in the office, Yu Mo turned around and left in a hurry without even taking Chu Huai with him. Instead, he pushed the wheelchair by himself. It was quite mysterious, and he didn't know what happened.

It wasn't until late at night that Yu Mo returned to the light group again, a little tired, and sat in his office, looking at the moonlight outside the window, a little lost in thought.

The next day.

Soldiers wearing reserve uniforms poured into Mocheng, lined up, and stood outside the Guangzu gate.

Their expressions are solemn, their bodies are straight and meticulous.

Even at noon, with the scorching sun hanging in the sky, they didn't waver in the slightest.

It wasn't until the setting sun gradually set that Yu Sheng, Shi Shi, one person carrying a huge backpack, slowly appeared from a distant street, and finally joined the crowd, standing in a corner, motionless.

Five p.m.

The light group door opened on time.

Yu Mo pushed the wheelchair, walked slowly out of the gate of the light group, looked at the soldiers lined up outside the gate, and said softly: "The goal this time is the Huangquan cemetery. The task is to bring back as many Yaozhi as possible."

"More details must have been given to you by your respective officers before you set off."

"I won't repeat it here."

"set off!"

Yu Mo didn't say any impassioned words, and he didn't give them any chicken soup for the soul, saying that you are all heroes of the human race when you come back alive.

For him, these words have no meaning.

And if the person who said these words was Yu Mo, it would only make those soldiers be at a loss and be puzzled.

On the contrary, Yu Mo smiled grimly and said, "You'd better die there", they would feel very natural on the contrary.

Trucks came from afar and stopped outside Guangzu's gate.

The soldiers jumped up, landed on the truck one after another, found their positions, closed their eyes and rested.

For the rest of his life, Shi Shi also found a truck with a vacant seat, sat in the corner, and remained silent.

What made them happy was that the other people in the truck didn't mean to chat. These soldiers were all elite reserve soldiers, and they all knew how to adjust their state before the life-and-death battle, let themselves enter a calm state in advance, and avoid If you are caught off guard and react too late, you will be killed.

This quiet atmosphere has continued.

Until late at night, and until the next morning.

The fast-moving truck finally saw the outline of the ghost gate, and finally arrived outside the ghost gate at noon.

The soldiers dismounted in an orderly manner and formed a square formation again.

"Have a meal..."

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded in the air, the voice was cold and a little hoarse.

As the voice fell, a person with a pale face and no expression came from a distance with a meal.

At the gate of hell, even at noon, there is almost no sunlight.

Such a group of people in a dim environment.

If it weren't for the fact that they were still wearing reserve uniforms, they might have wondered whether they had strayed into the ghost world.

"eat."

A pale middle-aged man stood in front of Yu Sheng with a meal, handed him the box, and said coldly.

Yu Sheng took the lunch box.

cold.

Even a little ice.

The middle-aged man didn't have any extra communication with Yu Sheng, he just turned around silently, left, and continued with his work.

These reservists who had just arrived, faced the soldiers at the gate of hell, their faces were full of respect.