Qin Tian and Kazik fell to the ground.
Looking at the black shells scattered everywhere, and the remains of the giant scorpion, Qin Tian had to admit that Jie La’s combat power was superior to his own.
He relied on the Shadowstrike Sniper Rifle to kill Tier Five, while Jie La was able to crush Tier Five Sandstorm Giant Scorpions with ease and also kill thousands of venomous scorpions along the way.
Moreover, ordinary plants fear fire the most, but in front of Jie La, it’s just another form of energy. He couldn’t imagine what thods could restrain Jie La.
Maybe only a High Tier Spiritualist, using martial techniques or magic that exceeds Jie La’s endurance limit, could truly eliminate her.
"Jie La, amazing!"
Qin Tian gave a thumbs up, sparing no praise.
Jie La shrank back into a bracelet, the purple leaf at the top slightly swaying, as if joyfully dancing.
Hiss~~
Kazik looked at the dead bodies everywhere, and Jie La’s participation ignited a strong sense of urgency and competitiveness deep within its heart.
To avoid falling behind, it must work even harder.
A deep purple light flashed in Kazik’s eyes.
This battle gave Qin Tian a preliminary assessnt of Jie La’s combat power, able to easily kill Tier Five creatures, but there was still a noticeable gap between that and Tier Six, where the dividing line with Tier Five is evident.
However, Jie La has just awakened, having Tier Five combat power already makes him satisfied.
Next, as Jie La continues to devour energy, her combat power will gradually increase. Perhaps in a few years, she could return to being the Soul-Devouring Demon Vine that once shook the Star Sea.
Leaving the shells everywhere would be wasteful, especially the Sandstorm Giant Scorpion’s shell, which is certainly an excellent material for making armor.
Qin Tian waved his hand and tossed all the shells into the Spirit Space.
"Going ho!"
......
Star Moon City
Yuan Shan Group Building
Yang Fan sat in his private office, listening to the chaotic footsteps outside and the disorderly chatter, sighing deeply inwardly.
Nowadays, Yuan Shan Group is almost standing on the edge of the cliff, just a step away from falling into the abyss.
As the group’s vice president, Yang Fan should be feeling worried and anxious, like the other executives, striving to save the group.
However, at this mont, his mood was exceptionally complex, not wanting the group to collapse, but also feeling that if it did, it might satisfy a certain resentnt within him.
More than ten years ago, he expanded territories for the group, helped Yuan Shan Group acquire many important clients, leading to a steady increase in the group’s performance.
Moreover, he also optimized the group’s structure, expanded planting bases, and developed new products, making Yuan Shan Group transform from a dium-sized company into a leader in Silver Gray Star’s dicinal industry.
During those years, he was almost at the peak of his success, believing that the position of CEO was practically within his grasp. However, just when the board eting was held and he thought he was about to take up his dream position, the group’s official order hit him like a hamr, leaving his mind blank.
Not the CEO, nor an executive of any significant departnts such as human resources, finance, marketing.
He was transferred to a departnt with almost no presence as a head, with a high salary but in reality, his power was stripped away, only holding the title of vice president.
At that ti, he was furious and wanted to resign on the spot, however, Chairman Leng Yuanshan threatened him that if he resigned, he would then be considered an enemy of the group.
Yuan Shan Group never shows rcy to enemies.
He was scared.
He knew very well that Leng Yuanshan was a ruthless person with many lives under his belt.
For the sake of himself and his family, he chose to compromise, but since then, he completely lost his motivation, living like a monk ringing the bell every day, clocking in and out on ti, considering the handso salary, he felt this life seed passable, but there was always a lingering resentnt.
In the pri of his life, trapped in this small office, wasting away for over ten years.
Therefore, when the group was on the brink of bankruptcy, he was surprisingly calm.
After all these years, he had saved enough, ready for retirent, fishing, spending ti with his wife and children, seed quite nice.
Beep beep beep
The alarm for finishing work rang, Yang Fan picked up his bag, not staying even a second longer in the office.
After leaving the office, many employees would lower their heads and say "President Yang" when they saw him, while so ignored him.
Of course, this couldn’t be blad on those employees, mainly because Yang Fan’s presence in the group was really low, besides necessary executive etings, he rarely attended any events, causing many employees to know his na but not recognize him personally.
Fortunately, Yang Fan was used to it.
Taking the elevator to the top of the building, Yang Fan boarded his flying device and set the destination to a large supermarket.
He wanted to buy groceries to cook dinner for his wife and children.
Over the years, his cooking skills had improved considerably, almost catching up with star chefs.
Entering the supermarket, Yang Fan pushed a small cart heading to the vegetable section when suddenly soone blocked his cart and called out his na.
"Yang Fan, President Yang."
Yang Fan looked confused at the man before him, not tall, average appearance, but exceptionally strong, with large arms almost bursting his sleeves.
"I’m Yang Fan, may I ask who you are..."
The man introduced himself: "I am Zhao Zimo, a Spiritualist. Our boss wants to et you."
Spiritualist.
Yang Fan felt a tightness in his heart, unsure of who wanted to et him, and even sent a Spiritualist, was it because they feared he might escape?
"President Yang, don’t be nervous, we an no harm."
The man smiled and said, "Our boss is just next door in the teahouse, simply wants to et you."
Next door teahouse.
Hearing this location, Yang Fan felt slightly relieved, this was the bustling area of Star Moon City with strict security, even the boldest wouldn’t dare to cause trouble here.
"Can I ask why your boss wants to et ?"
Yang Fan couldn’t help but inquire, as he had been sitting cold for over ten years, almost becoming invisible within the company, he couldn’t imagine who would want to et him, let alone seek anything from him.
"Our boss appreciates President Yang’s talents and wants to invite you to join our company," Zhao Zimo laughed.
Talent?
My talents had long been worn out over these ten years.
Yang Fan self-deprecatingly replied, "Thank your boss for his appreciation, but I think you might have the wrong person. I’m just an ordinary middle-aged man now, see, after work I have to buy groceries for my wife and kids."
"President Yang, whether you’re capable is for our boss to decide."
Zhao Zimo extended his hand, "Still, I hope you can co with ."
Seeing Zhao Zimo’s determined attitude, Yang Fan sighed inwardly.
"Alright, I’ll go."
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