I, the public enemy

Chapter 34 Water Ghost

"Hiring..."

Mo Zhenxiong is a seasoned veteran, having been involved in the business even earlier than Yuan Jingang and Zhou Tong.

He has acted as a middleman before.

Most jobs in the Graycore City underworld are paid per job.

But getting involved with Wang Qing is a different matter; once you're involved, you'll be dragged down with him, and that will harm others.

Mo Zhenxiong, who engages in illegal body modification and even unlicensed medical practices, naturally has many long-term clients.

"That's right, money is not a problem."

Wang Qing took off his glasses and hung them on his collar, then casually placed the black plastic bag on the table.

Mo Zhenxiong rubbed his forehead, a number of candidates popping into his mind.

"There are quite a few people, but what are your conditions?"

"They have a certain reputation, their cultivation level is at least at the Foundation Establishment stage, and they may even have a team under their command."

For Wang Qing, strength was secondary; what mattered was leaving himself a way out. If the Spider Gang refused to comply with the reorganization, he needed someone with enough prestige to endorse the purge.

Human resource management is the most profitable industry, requiring no capital, but it is also the most dangerous. However, it is of great importance, and only those with a foundation of trust can participate in it.

As for other industries, they can be operated like ordinary organizations. It doesn't matter what kind of monsters or demons they are. As long as their interests align, they can be used as cogs in a machine. If something goes wrong, they can be replaced.

Now the list has a lot of empty spaces, with only a few candidates, most of whom are not short of money.

"I can only think of one person, but he's a bit out of control. He has mild cyberpsychosis, in the early stages, and medication can keep him in check. He hasn't been able to find work for the past six months."

Mo Zhenxiong could only think of that person.

Times have changed. Many jobs in the underworld are now more sophisticated. They're not like large-scale robberies or stealing blueprints or prototypes from big companies. Many jobs require brains, and it's best to avoid hiring meddlesome people who might become uncontrollable.

"Very good, what's your name?"

Wang Qing needed this kind of uncontrollable person. Since he was mentally unstable, he was a perfect killing machine that could be discarded at any time. He was a specialist in this field and did not need to do anything else.

Mo Zhenxiong naturally understood what Wang Qing was thinking. This man had taken on jobs to silence witnesses because of his mental problems, but in today's society governed by law, both the legitimate and criminal worlds had stable territories, and there weren't that many people who wanted to kill.

Of course, Wang Qing's current human extremism business is an extreme case and should not be included in the discussion.

"His surname is Kuang. He's not a local. He came from out of state after committing a crime. He's been living in the underground city for several years. Everyone calls him the Water Ghost."

In reality, Mo Zhenxiong had ulterior motives; this person had already racked up a debt of tens of thousands of yuan with him.

"A water ghost?"

Wang Qing knew that there were no wrong nicknames, only wrong names.

"I heard that in the past, people who did well-drilling operations, deep-sea gas pipelines, chemical boilers of Dan Dao Company, pipes for transmitting spiritual energy, dredging pipelines, or retrieving objects were involved in these operations."

Mo Zhenxiong believes that this job is no less psychologically demanding than working in the underworld. The liquids in those oil and gas pipelines or chemical furnaces are highly polluting and corrosive. They can only continuously inject spiritual energy to form a barrier, relying entirely on a single pipe to sustain life. The enclosed and suffocating space has almost zero visibility in the working environment.

Of course, there are high-tech methods with zero risk, but the investment is hundreds of times higher. For businesses, the focus is on reducing costs and increasing efficiency, and this method has the highest conversion rate.

"Okay, call him over."

Wang Qing casually picked up a magazine from the shelf and started reading; it was all erotic content meant to kill time.

Mo Zhenxiong immediately did as instructed.

I called Kuang Bin, and the negotiation went very smoothly. He was also looking for work and said he would come as soon as possible.

"By the way, have you heard about the charity auction in our city the day after tomorrow?"

Wang Qing recalled his conversation with the Spider Gang's underling.

The big shot probably isn't interested in watching a fight where no one dies; the low-level boss is busy trying to boost his performance for the day after tomorrow.

"Yes, that's true. It was an art auction, and also some vintage items."

Mo Zhenxiong hadn't expected Wang Qing to be so well-informed.

"Old items?"

This touched on Wang Qing's blind spot in knowledge. The first thing he did upon arriving at the makeshift hospital was, of course, to search for its historical background from various perspectives.

The makeshift hospitals were built more than 20,000 years ago, which is just a tiny corner in the long river of time, but it is long enough for ordinary people. Antiques are antiques, but what does "old things" mean?

"These are the various rare and precious items in the Great Thousand Worlds before the destruction of all the heavens and myriad realms."

Mo Zhenxiong explained, though he also had some doubts.

Wang Qing finally got it.

"So you believe this narrative, that the makeshift hospitals are the ultimate paradise?"

Wang Qing is different from Kuang Bin; he is not only not a local, but he is not even a resident of the makeshift hospital.

I also tried searching the dark web for unofficial historical records.

If history is false, then those in the demonic path will definitely spread it widely, using it as a weapon of public opinion against the Heavenly Court.

But in terms of the outcome...

The consensus reached by all parties is that all realms have been destroyed.

Wang Qing could only conclude that all forces had been deceived.

Because he has only been here for a month.

"What's the use of believing or not? It's not like it'll turn the world upside down!"

Mo Zhenxiong gave an ambiguous answer, cautiously believing that Wang Qing was testing his ideology.

I didn't really feel anything.

At his age, whether it's true or false, or how vast the world really is, it doesn't matter; people will only end up confining themselves to their own little world.

Wang Qing, however, became interested in this charity auction.

But given my current status, there's no way I can get there.

I remembered Ye Qinghan's business card, but I didn't need it for the time being.

Half an hour later.

Instead of waiting for the water ghost, Wang Qing received a call from a minor leader of the Spider Gang.

Mo Zhenxiong was also involved in the human rights trade, so there was no need for formalities; he answered the phone directly.

"What's the matter?"

Despite not understanding it, Wang Qing stood beside Mo Zhenxiong, watching him crack the helmet he had won back from the Mercury Building, enabling it to run offline and load the Black Super Dream.

I told you to stay in touch, and to check if your phone is reachable, so you don't back out at the last minute.

"this one?"

Wang Qing was speechless.

[Not only that, I also want to tell you that the schedule has already been arranged. Using real names isn't common in the ring, just like horse racing has all sorts of weird and wonderful names. It's the same in our line of work—"Dr. Kidney Strike," or something like that. You can think of something, but you have to come up with one in a minute. I'm currently working on the match schedule form, and I need to send it to our VIP clients later.]

There are very few students in the entire Graycore City who dare to sign a drug trial contract. Wang Qing is the best among this batch of deathmatch contestants. Those people are keen to see such a scene, as if they are crushing a newly hatched chick in their palm.

"I see."

After thinking for a while, Wang Qing decided to attack in his Azure Male form. "Let's call him Azure Male King."

He had already figured out how to operate his video account. After releasing his self-created techniques through Mercury Group's agency, his marketing account ID would be "Cang Nan Wang." He would then provoke various martial arts schools and sects online to sell courses and gain traffic and fame. He would then challenge these schools to prove his strength and sell his courses aggressively.

"King of the Wolf, are you alright? I'm making you a big star. A big shot will be there the day after tomorrow, and there will be plenty of young, wealthy women. If one of them takes a liking to you, even a small allowance will be enough for you to live on for a lifetime. At the very least, if a director of a pornographic film like 'Super Dream' spots your attention, he'll ask you to be a male actor."

"OK."

Wang Qing finally understood; what a great male porn star.

That's all for today, see you the day after tomorrow, Mr. Canglang Wang.

The other party hung up the phone.

Just as Wang Qing was about to retaliate and explain that Cang Nan was not Cang Lang.

The water ghost has arrived.