At that mont, the surveillance team reported, "Two scouts from the Night Rose Tavern suddenly got hypnotized, for reasons unknown."
The peep was startled and imdiately rushed to the tavern at the first opportunity.
By now, not only were the two lower-ranked team mbers hypnotized, but many patrons were as well.
The peep imdiately ordered, "Play back all footage within the last 10 hours citywide!"
Then he imdiately went to Vivian’s counter to inquire, "Miss Vivian, is there anything unusual?"
Vivian exclaid, "Yes, you should visit Baron Bapeng at the Baron’s Mansion. He’s feeling very unwell tonight and hasn’t had his dinner."
The peep was stunned; the fatty actually skipped dinner at tis like this? But that’s not the point!
The peep pointed at the drunken patrons: "I an, is there anything unusual in the store?"
Vivian replied irritably, "Isn’t it normal for people to get drunk in a tavern? Go on, you’re a vice president; don’t delay the important matters."
The peep had no choice but to return to the Baron’s Mansion, where he indeed saw the butler worried sick.
"Mr. Butler, the Baron?"
The butler said helplessly, "He’s clearly not sick, but he can’t eat a single bite. I don’t know what’s going on, maybe you can find a solution."
The peep went to the dining room, where the fatty was staring at the sumptuous feast laid out on the table, unable to eat, even though it was already past dinner ti.
"Sir!?"
The baron trembled as he spoke, "For so reason, I feel like I’m starving to death!"
The peep was shocked, "Could it be that the food doesn’t suit your taste?"
The baron looked confused, "Maybe!"
The peep thought for a mont, "Master, how about hiring various renowned grandmaster chefs to cook you a al right away?"
The baron hesitated for a mont, then mumbled to himself, "I’ve never had a al from a grandmaster chef! No, I’ve never had top-quality ingredients! I want top chefs, I want to eat the best ingredients, no, I want royal ingredients..."
The butler panicked, "Master, even if we can hire grandmaster chefs, we can’t find royal ingredients!"
The baron panicked, "I have spices; I’ll trade them for the ingredients. Do whatever it takes! Quickly, Vice President, think of sothing; I’m going to starve to death!"
The peep saw a red flash before his eyes—system prompt: Warning! Chamber of Comrce President Baron Bapeng has a mysterious illness and must be provided with royal ingredients before he starves to death. If the president encounters misfortune, the Shangri-La Comrce Association will replace the legal representative.
The peep was dumbfounded. Are they really going to starve to death? If he dies, I’ll have to resign the vice president position I worked so hard to get? But co on, wanting royal ingredients with nothing but a baron, isn’t that a pipe dream!
Such matters have already exceeded my capabilities and those of the Divine Team. Probably the only thing I can do is report to the Young Master, who can then seek help from the Ten Lords.
The Young Master, after watching the playback, took the matter very seriously and imdiately contacted Sariel...
While waiting, the surveillance team’s investigation results ca out: "Report to the leader, an unknown nun appeared on the nearby street. Earlier, this nun was seen having a conversation with Tata War God at the entrance of the church and then went to the Dark Alley District."
Indeed, it was Tata War God causing trouble!
...
At this ti, Sariel, plotting the fake Pirate King plan in the chat group, received a ssage from Young Master Shenqian.
Sariel was stunned, "Everyone, sothing weird has happened in Black Iron City, what’s going on?"
Michael was baffled, "I’ve never heard of such a strange illness before. Sela, you know demons; could it be related to them?"
Sela was clueless, "The only demon related to food would be Mammon, but Mammon only indulges in gluttony, there’s no way it could lead to starvation like this!"
Michael exclaid, "Could it be an evil god that snuck into Black Iron City?"
Sela laughed, "If that’s the case, I really have to take a look."
Sariel suddenly rembered, "There are still royal ingredients—that ti when I caught the rmaid Gift Package at the start of the server, I killed off quite a few summoned sea monsters, which dropped a lot of top-tier ingredients, but most were snatched away by summoned whales. So should still be at the scene; I had to retreat back then without cleaning up, and when I returned, I encountered the Sea Otter and Sea Serpent, along with four treasure hunting ships. They should have cleaned up the remaining ingredients. And they are most likely part of the Pirate King’s forces, so—"
Sela laughed, "Let’s first have the baron issue a worldwide high bounty; if they bring the ingredients to Black Iron City to deliver, I’ll have a chance to contact the Pirate King!"
Michael laughed, "It’s been over ten days; wouldn’t the pirates have eaten the ingredients already?"
Sela laughed, "What if they didn’t? It’s worth a try."
Michael laughed, "Then let the Divine Team issue the bounty notice first."
...
Brother Chun was awakened by the food delivery of the net cafe attendant, realizing he had slept until noon. That was a good nap.
The attendant said, "Great God is still making the final push, Brother Chun, don’t worry."
Brother Chun paused, "Don’t rush him; there’s really no hurry!"
The attendant continued with the report, "And Baka’s Chamber of Comrce president caught a strange illness and is going to starve to death. There’s a high bounty for top ingredients worldwide, and fishern from Black Iron City are all in action. Nothing else to report; take your ti with lunch."
Holy Shit? Baron Fepeng is going to starve to death? Could it be because I killed two Mammans and he got caught up in it?
Anyway, whether the fat man lives or dies, I’m genuinely hungry.
Brother Chun uncovered today’s lunch, "Oh look, shrimp soup with greens and tofu, and stir-fried rice with sea cucumber, two full plates! Truly a blend of hoy and upscale dishes, the leadership really cares!"
After lunch, he logged in and imdiately saw two rows of system ssages:
——Black Iron City World Announcent: High bounty offered by Shangri-La Comrce Association President Baron Bapeng...
——System Prompt: Your rest ti is over! Entering midnight shift; you must return to your task station.
Then the surrounding noise rumbled, as Aileen took over his body to return to Machine No. 3 for grease removal.
Holy Shit! Midnight shift? Am I worker or prisoner? I was promised prisoners wouldn’t have to deal with this!
Aileen grumpily said, "Dear, you’re here, woke up from a good sleep."
Brother Chun felt sorry, "I’m here now, it’s alright, dear, continue sleeping."
Aileen sighed, "Alright, here’s the major update; there’s news from Bilenna. The bloodline successfully suppressed two Mammon Demon Souls and found they were just clones; they already devoured the host’s soul. Also, the Shangri-La Comrce Association’s news reached the village, so it’s very likely another Mammon is in the baron, actually this is the original of the two clones."
Brother Chun was stunned, "So, defeating the clones affected the original? But the original, being seriously injured, should indulge in big feasts, how could he be starving?"
Aileen said, "There’s probably only one possibility, the baron’s soul hasn’t been devoured yet; he’s realized that Mammon is weakened, so he’s trying to regain control through starvation."
Indeed! Brother Chun recalled that ti on the street exchanging slaps with Fat Fepeng, he was actually quite conscious when passing on the Knockout Technique and Anti-Dizziness Technique to , only the last hit must have been Mammon’s doing, using demonic power to cripple —leading to a joyful life in a wheelchair...
Brother Chun asked again, "If he’s on hunger strike, why does he still need top ingredients?"
Aileen sighed, "Who knows how the baron and Mammon’s demon soul are struggling within? I’m going back to sleep..."
"Dear, have a good rest."
In any case, fatty is at least the vice president of our Black Flag Comrce Association, and Fafnir is the behind-the-scenes director, so Fafnir should know about it and be working on it, right?
In short, I should focus on my own matters. My Mop Mastery has been practiced to the expert level on Chifanda’s machines, so advancing to Master on this task machine should be solid.
But suddenly, Brother Chun realized he wasn’t doing very well!
Holy Shit, I was caught without having dinner! Hunger is causing all my attributes to decline!
But never mind, it’s nothing but practicing hunger technique...
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