Today, the Headquarters Building of Tiger Head Heavy Industries is bustling with people.

Prominent figures from all sectors of G District have gathered in the conference room on the 67th floor to celebrate the birthday of the company's chairman, Yang Lie.

Meanwhile, Yang Lie himself is in the private office on the highest 68th floor, clinking glasses with Xie Kang, who is dressed in a white coat.

"Isn't it nice to be surrounded by stars, Master Yang?"

Xie Kang, holding a glass of colorful fruit wine, shook the glass and said enviously, "Sometimes, I really envy you, being able to appear openly in public and enjoy the admiration of everyone."

"As for me... although I'm a doctor, I've spent most of my life underground, haven't enjoyed much — this really is a regret when you think about it."

Yang Lie chuckled and shook his head, saying, "You'll have your chance."

"Once the drug research is completed, we'll definitely take the perfect share first."

"After that, you can reduce some of the drug's potency and add some addictive substances to it. We'll dress the drug up nicely and sell it to those wealthy elderly and rich mercenaries."

"These people fear death the most. If they could extend their life without side effects, even if just for a year, they would be willing to spend everything in pursuit of our drug."

"In this way, five years... no, probably just one year, we'll be able to carve out a new complete industrial chain, and it'll be an absolute monopoly."

"With me here, Biotechnology won't dare move against us and can only cooperate with us... I think, as long as we manage well, we might have the chance to become a giant enterprise!"

"By then, you as the chief researcher will be the big star and never worry about others' admiration."

Yang Lie's words made Xie Kang laugh heartily.

"Then here's to our 'giant enterprise' thriving and prospering!"

Xie Kang clinked glasses with Yang Lie and drank the wine in one go.

He seemed to have completely forgotten the foundation of his current success, how much of it was built upon a mountain of corpses and blood debts.

But he didn't care about that.

"Oh, this wine is really good."

Xie Kang examined the empty glass, then turned to look at Aurora Miles beside him.

The latter was standing at the custom-made bar counter in the private office, skillfully using a shaker to mix vibrant cocktails one after another.

"I didn't expect this little girl to have a knack for mixing drinks... give me another glass, add more ginger juice."

As he spoke, Xie Kang tossed the glass toward the bar.

Aurora gently caught the glass, seriously preparing the drink, but her peripheral vision frequently glanced at Yang Lie.

"Yes, it's indeed good wine."

Yang Lie picked up the glass, lightly sniffing the aroma, and a refreshing scent immediately wafted into his nostrils, stirring the appetite, making him want to drink it all in one gulp.

Yet, Yang Lie didn't directly drink the wine.

He looked at the wine meaningfully and then glanced at Aurora, locking eyes with the young girl.

"Want to try it first?"

Yang Lie smirked and handed the glass to Aurora.

As an experienced Apprentice Death God, Yang Lie's vigilance was never relaxed.

He wasn't actually intending for Aurora to taste the drink but feared she might have tampered with it.

Despite his belief that Aurora had no ulterior motives, at least for now...

But the necessary caution wasn't something Yang Lie ever discarded.

"Mm..."

Aurora did not refuse.

She was a smart person; she certainly knew what to do.

Without any hesitation, the girl tilted her head, raised the glass to her mouth.

Seemingly despising the thought of others holding the glass, Aurora tilted it directly in mid-air, pouring half of the drink into her mouth and quietly swallowing it.

Glug~

The drink went down; apparently still fearing Yang Lie wasn't satisfied, she reached for the wine jug on the table and took a few hefty swigs without pretense.

"Cough... cough..."

Because she drank it too quickly, the girl accidentally choked, her face flushed bright red.

Anyway, this effectively reassured Yang Lie and dispelled all doubts.

"Alright, stop drinking, just focus on mixing drinks for us."

He snatched the glass back, smiling as he drank it all in one go.

"Indeed, it's good wine!"

Feeling the smooth and silky texture... while also with a hint of sweetness, Yang Lie's eyes lit up.

"Seems like sparing your life was the right choice; with this drink-mixing skill, you certainly shouldn't have died like those unlucky ones."

"Such a rich return taste is quite rare... bring me a few more glasses..."

Just as he was about to speak, a sudden knock on the door sounded from outside.

"Master..."

Shortly after, a man dressed as a butler hurriedly pushed the door open, walked in, and whispered at Yang Lie's side.

"Something's happened, Master. A bunch of peasants outside have gathered together for some unknown reason, causing chaos... It's already escalated to bloodshed."

"They're causing damage everywhere and have injured our security staff... The exact reasons are still unclear, but from their shouting, it seems they've come for workplace death compensations."

"There are simply too many of them; the security staff can't hold them back and can only keep retreating..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Lie frowned slightly.

"They're here for compensation? Are you sure?"

"Should be accurate, because more than one person is saying this. Most of the rioters are shouting about it."

The butler wiped the sweat from his forehead, explaining, "Of course, there are also some who shout things like 'Justice for us,' but they might be here for compensation as well."

"Mm..."

Yang Lie nodded gently.

Initially, he suspected the issue with the Tai Sui might have been exposed...

But now, it seems the situation isn't that severe.

Rioting for compensation is quite common in the mines.

Yang Lie is well aware of how many safety loopholes exist in Tiger Head Heavy Industries' production process.

Therefore, people die at his mines every so often, and small-scale riots frequently occur. It's nothing noteworthy.

"It's merely that this riot is slightly larger; why do you panic?"

"If the security staff can't handle it, then mobilize the guards, bring the guns. As long as there's no large-scale bloodshed, slightly dealing with a few ringleaders shouldn't be a problem."

"But..."

The butler hesitated, pointing to the lounge on the 67th floor, whispered, "What about those reporters?"

"Why worry about them?"

Yang Lie carelessly drank from his fruit wine, casually stating, "Just tell them we're doing a drill, that those rioters and blood are props."

"As long as I, Yang Lie, am still alive and not dead before them, they all have to show me respect."

Once he said this, the butler felt relieved.

"Then I'll get it done."

He hurriedly exited, took the elevator down to the basement, intending to use the underground secret passage to reach the guards' dormitory.

But just as he stepped out the door...

A slender hand suddenly emerged from the shadows, its fingertip sliding across his throat.

Slit~!

In an instant, the butler's neck was split open, severed to the bone.

And the owner of the delicate hand smoothly shifted his body aside, efficiently removing the employee badge hanging around his neck and using the chip inside to infiltrate the elevator successfully.

The hunt had begun...

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