"Heh, Captain, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Lin Mo smiled and yawned lazily as he spoke.

"It's getting late, Captain, you should go back and rest."

“But…” The Cloud Cavalry captain looked troubled.

"There's no 'but' about it. I hope the captain won't interfere in this matter and alert the enemy. Just follow orders obediently."

Lin Mo turned around and took one last look at the other person before slowly closing the door.

Seeing this, the Cloud Cavalry captain smiled helplessly, feeling as if he had been kept in the dark...

Beneath this calm surface, however, turbulent waves may already be raging.

But the man from before didn't seem to care... perhaps he had already planned everything.

"Luring the snake out of its hole... such a cunning scheme! This kid is lucky to have been born on the Immortal Ship!"

The captain of the Cloud Cavalry sighed and decided not to bother Lin Mo any longer.

Lin Mo, behind the door, didn't fall asleep immediately. He took out his phone and dialed Li Yuan's number...

Li Yuan, who was organizing information, paused slightly and took the phone.

"Hello, may I ask..."

"The Grand Master of Ceremonies, Lin Mo."

Li Yuan frowned, unable to help but wonder about Lin Mo's intentions.

This man is far more complex than he appears on the surface.

"But what's the matter with the phone call in the middle of the night?"

Lin Mo cut to the chase and said, "I remember that the Earth Balance Division has the authority to investigate call information and IP addresses. I've called you here to have you monitor the communication records of an IP address."

"I will send it to you via text message later. You need to check its communication records for the past day and monitor it tonight. Notify me immediately if there are any changes."

Li Yuan stood there dumbfounded for a long time before he came to his senses.

Although he was somewhat puzzled, he couldn't help but sigh when he thought about Lin Mo's performance in the conference room during the day.

Lin Mo is undoubtedly the leader of this plan, without exception.

Just as he was about to ask Lin Mo what was going on, the call ended, followed by a text message...

Lin Mo converted the location he had glimpsed in front of the gate during the day into Jade Sign data and sent it to Lin Yuan.

He came to the roof of the workshop, looked down at the attic where he had been during the day, and smiled silently.

A storm is brewing.

The plan on the surface was merely a backup plan, a backup plan based on his misjudgment.

Although fortune tellers never believe in coincidences, they have great faith in their intuition.

At this moment, the Immortal Ship Luofu is the formation, the executors are the formation contracts, and the action plan is the Jade Sign Pattern.

Lin Mo, on the other hand, was the key figure in the formation that stirred everything up.

With that, the overall situation is settled.

...

Inside a room in the Works Department, Nomaki's face was solemn. Recalling the great battle during the day, he couldn't help but feel flustered.

He looked at Yu Zhao in front of him, hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed that mysterious number.

"Beep...beep..."

Nomaki's heart was pounding heavily, his face was extremely pale, and beads of sweat slowly dripped from his forehead.

After a long stretch of several tens of seconds, the call was finally answered!

"How is my mother?!"

He blurted it out, his pupils instantly turning crimson, his pale lips revealing increasingly sharp teeth, and his flesh contorting in agony…

There was no response on the other end of the phone for a long time, but soon Makino's mood gradually calmed down.

His body slowly returned to normal...

As the breathing on the other end gradually subsided, laughter rang out from the woman in the attic.

"Hehe, Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu, there's no need to be so excited. Our Medicine King already knows about your desire and devotion to immortality, but we still have a mission to complete and cannot transform into the Demon Yin form prematurely."

"Go to hell with immortality! I'm asking you a question! Can't you hear me?!"

The woman frowned slightly, glanced at the dying old woman beside her with disgust, and couldn't help but curl her lip.

Poor, short-lived person.

At this moment, Cheng Ling couldn't help but speak up, "Stop teasing him, I have a feeling something's not right."

The woman scoffed, "Heh, don't overthink it. What can those two low-level diviners possibly predict? Even Fu Xuan can't do anything to us right now, so what are you afraid of?"

Cheng Ling frowned and said, "I just want to finish the mission as soon as possible, so that things don't get complicated."

The woman smiled, said nothing more, and focused her attention on the phone.

"Hehe, don't worry, Xiao Mu. I'll make sure your mother is well taken care of until the mission is complete."

Upon hearing this, Ye Mu finally felt a little relieved.

"You wouldn't call unless you had a reason, what's wrong that you're calling in the middle of the night?"

The woman teased.

"You dare call this place the Three Treasures Hall? Ha, you bountiful wretch."

Ye Mu couldn't help but scoff.

The woman trimmed her nails and said nonchalantly, "So you really hate the people of Plenty? Well, can I interview you about what it's like to be a White Dog of Plenty?"

Ye Mu didn't speak. He wanted to fight these beasts, but he had more than one life on his hands.

If he fails in his mission, not only his mother, but also Xiaolan, and even his friends and colleagues at the Industrial Manufacturing Company will be affected!

After a long silence, Ye Mu, feeling utterly hopeless, slowly revealed the information about the formation from the daytime to the woman and Cheng Ling.

As an apprentice in the Bureau of Construction and having received nine years of compulsory education, Nobu's knowledge of divination formations was limited, but sufficient for judging their level.

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