Here, the Lord said this is a good thing

It was normal for Ye He to find himself being targeted by federal spies, but he did not expect that this special administration would be so unprofessional.

Go ahead and follow me, but do you have the ability to do something to me?
If not, who gave you the courage to send a woman to be with me when I first arrived in the Federation? Aren't you afraid that I would find out and cause my disgust?
Ye He, standing at the entrance of an alley, watched quietly as the two operators took Mira out of the club and drove away together.

He shook his head, somewhat uninterested.

These people gave him the feeling of being the "blind people" in "Blind Vision and Hearing". They felt like a makeshift team with very unskilled business skills.

A new intelligence management department? Or... the "black gloves" of a certain federal bigwig?
Forget it. This is not a detail that Ye He needs to consider, and he will not care about such a small organization that poses no threat to him.

"Did you have fun?"

A pair of arms stretched out from behind Ye He and gently hugged Ye He.

"Fortunately, this congressman is quite interesting."

Ye He turned and walked deeper into the alley. Hera naturally loosened her arms and held Ye He's arm.

"Anything interesting?"

The experience in the club was not worthy of Ye He's second comment, so he asked about Hera's discovery.

"I followed the wheel tracks and found out that the person who made the artificial mineral core was a clergyman from the Church of the Earth, who had been hiding in the church.

The driver who carried the mineral cores for him must have been killed by him. Several steam cars sank in the water at the port area by the river. It seems that his plan to release the insects is extremely secretive and cannot be disclosed even to the Federation."

Hera, who was known as the Mother of Flowers, had found out almost all the physical traces for Ye He, but because that researcher was too cautious where he shouldn't have been so cautious, all the traces were completely erased.

Hera's investigation hit a dead end that completely eliminated her future prospects, but her investigation was not in vain. Ye He still judged a lot of useful information from her investigation.

"It doesn't matter. There is an old saying in our East that there is no impenetrable wall. The investment in this project is so huge that it is impossible for him to completely eliminate the traces."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them walked out of the alley and came to the door of a church located in the center of the city.

Ye He looked at the divine emblem on the gate, which was a few rough lines representing the undulating terrain of mountains and rivers.

Although the so-called Church of the Earth has a loud name, the god behind it is just a small regional god here.

The priesthood of the Earth in a broad sense has nothing to do with Him. At most, He is called the "Guardian of the Land of Kansas", and that's all.

But gods are gods after all, and Ye He’s purpose was not to cause trouble of that level right away, so Ye He just looked around the church and took Hera away from the church.

It was a long time after he left that a sigh with a hint of fear was heard in the void.

As the "Church of Ocean and Life" grew stronger, Ye He, with Puninor as his backing, gradually became an important figure in the circle of righteous gods.

After all, he has proved the possibility of reshaping the priesthood, and it's not just Puneor, too many gods have asked him for help.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Ye He said to any Holy Emblem of the Fiery Sun, "Kill the God of Earth, and I will give you a priesthood," a strange phenomenon of the falling of a god would appear in the sky above South Folia within 24 hours.

The incident at the Fiery Sun Church will not affect the Fiery Sun God.

Back to the topic, Ye He is not wandering around with Hera.
Although South Folia is still bustling with people at midnight, the city's nightlife is as bustling as the stars. The deserted alleys are as quiet as the lively places.

Many civilians are still working hard, providing a variety of services to wealthy people with strong purchasing power.

This is actually a good thing because it represents that people live a prosperous life and pursue spiritual needs with high intensity.

But is this really the case?
Ye He doesn't think the Federation is really that "progressive", based on his interpretation of Congressman Stephen and what he has seen with his own eyes.

In his opinion, the city is simply maintaining an unconventional and deformed way of economic development.

The most obvious example is that... the consumers with purchasing power do not belong to this city, but the natives of this city, but they all tend to do anything to empty the wallets of the "guests".

To put it bluntly, Yehe saw an unhealthy trend of prevalent consumerism from the living conditions of the locals.

You make money to spend. You need to make money when you have no money to spend.

Therefore, the original inhabitants of this city should be those who have spent all their family assets and even owed a lot of debts to banks and gangs.

Most of these people, who are bound by their past excessive consumption, have a look of superiority in their eyes, thinking "I was better at having fun than you guys", or regretting "If I hadn't been unable to pay the rent tomorrow, I wouldn't have worked tonight".

They don't deserve sympathy or attention.

Of course, Ye He came to these busy places not for consumption, but to find the largest black glove in the city and talk to the other party about the insect experiments.

The most unpretentious way is to throw a grenade at the place that looks the most expensive, but Ye He was not so impulsive because he had just arrived and had no grudges.

So he chose the second option: go to the most upscale or one of the most upscale casinos in the city.

Then he would win enough money that those in power would have to step in, and he would probably get what he wanted.

Unfortunately, a casino called "Golden Hall" was chosen by Ye He, and he brought Hera in without thinking.

After exchanging some chips at the front desk, Ye He coaxed Hera and said:

"Anything you want to play?"

"Gambling? I have no interest in gambling, but since you asked me, I'll tell you that I like poker the best!"

Hera spoke modestly for a moment. In fact, for a cynical leader of an organization like her who had once been very successful, how could she not be familiar with casinos?

Ye He did not expose her. It didn't matter to him what they were betting on, so he took Hera directly to a gambling table she pointed to.

……

"Hello? Sir?"

"It's so late, what happened?"

"...Yes, I'm very sorry to disturb your rest. A guest has emptied all our operating funds for this month in the past twenty minutes."

"…I'm coming down now."

After hanging up the phone, the man still had a frown on his face.

He picked up his clothes and put them on himself, then came out of the private room on the top floor of the "Golden Hall" and began to walk towards the casino hall below.

But as they walked, the man suddenly relaxed his brows and revealed an expression that was vaguely expectant.

How long has it been since someone has "caused trouble" in their own casino?
It has been several winters since Stephen was elected as a senator and the "Golden Alliance" took over the entire South Folia, right? The business of the "Golden Hall" is like the business of other industries, operating continuously and stably, constantly making money for himself, and he has also had a rare few years of stable life.

Although 80% of this wealth has to "flow upward" through Stephen, the remaining is enough for him to feel satisfied.

For someone like me, who started out as a low-level gangster and worked his way up to become the boss of the entire street, the stability I have enjoyed in the past few years simply makes me uncomfortable.

But I didn’t expect that there would still be “problems”. Although it sounds like a small problem, it is enough to make me regain some of my passion.

"Sir, he is over there."

As soon as the man stepped into the hall, the manager who had called him just now came up to him and pointed to a gambling table surrounded by guests.

"how many people?"

"Two, a man and a woman. Mainly the man, his luck is...something is wrong."

The manager answered his boss with more information, and as he spoke, he glanced gloomily at the center of the crowd.

In fact, the most wrong thing should be his own casino. The dealers who deal the cards were trained personally by the manager, and these "insiders" are well aware of the cheating mechanisms at the gambling table.

But the problem still occurred. Even though the manager had personally checked and found that there was no problem with the dealer's movement of the mechanism, the man was still winning and had never lost once.

This is not something that this man can achieve by remembering the positions of all the cards, or by being able to see all the cards clearly, but the mechanism under the gambling table seems to have become a traitor, serving only this man!
The manager also tried to have the dealer deal the cards normally without activating the mechanism, but it still couldn't stop the man's winning streak.

Next to the chip of the smallest denomination of ten federal coins (almost the same value as gold pounds, no further elaboration) that he had initially placed on the gambling table, there were already more expensive chips worth over a million federal coins!

If the manager hadn't been really helpless, he wouldn't have argued with his boss. His boss would have guessed what he had experienced tonight without him saying anything.

It should be a monster user with special abilities, right?

The man who was the boss didn't think too much about it. He himself had the strength of a sixth-level monster master, and if necessary, he could mobilize the city defense forces or stronger monster masters.

But just as he was sending away the startled crowd of onlookers, he saw the figures and faces of the man and woman.

The man almost stopped breathing.

Yehe??? ...

My Golden Hall...how could it attract the world's only designated "Plague God"?

"Ok?"

Ye He, with his feet on the gambling table, turned his head to look at the man, smiled at him, and said nothing.

He reached his fingers into Hera's clothes and pinched them, signaling Hera, who was already blushing because of the mountain of chips, to open the cards.

Ye He did not take such a small "income" seriously, so he told Hera that all the chips earned here tonight would belong to her.

This is also the reason why Hera forgot her posture and stayed in Ye He's arms like a dancer in a club.

If Ye He wanted to take his hands out of her clothes, she would be unhappy!
"We won again! Mua!"

The thirty-first winning streak still failed to make Hera remain reserved, because the highest bet was fifty thousand, so she earned another fifty thousand this time.

“Are you the boss?”

Ye He accepted Hera's passionate kiss calmly, and then asked the man who was reluctant to get close to her.

"I'm... the general manager of this casino... the boss isn't here."

God knows how many ideological struggles the man went through in the past second before he revealed to Ye He the news that there was someone above him.

For the sake of his grandson, my father-in-law shouldn't be too angry, right?
At a certain moment, the man suddenly reacted and realized that Ye He was not someone a leader of his level could approach, so he would not be taken seriously by him or deliberately targeted.

So... just think of yourself as a waiter and Ye He as the guest!
Just give the "customer" whatever he wants and answer the "customer" honestly whatever he asks, that's all!
"Oh."

Ye He responded to the man softly, but finally did not let Hera continue to bet.

The chips on the table were all the cash that the casino could exchange for. If Hera continued to gamble, she would not be able to exchange them for cash immediately.

But after pausing for a few seconds, Ye He looked at the man whose face had begun to become obedient with confusion.

"What are you still doing here?"

"Hmm? Oh! Yes! I'll go get the boss to come over to you right away!"

As expected of a promising young man who could "make a name for himself", the man immediately understood what Ye He meant.

But he stopped after taking two steps towards the door, turned back awkwardly and said to Ye He:

"Sorry, our boss thinks Nanfulia is too noisy at night, so he lives in the countryside... Even if I go there now, the earliest I can go is tomorrow morning..."

Ye He pinched his fingers, but Hera just glanced at him and then slid her eyes down to his beltline.

"Here? I don't mind..."

"Ugh……"

Sometimes, one's subordinates are not as smart and capable as others, and one still feels helpless.

"I mean, I want you to help him go and come back quickly."

Ye He looked at Hera helplessly and explained clearly, but only got a coquettish little eye roll from Hera.

And Hera had no intention of leaving Ye He's arms. She just stretched out her hand, allowing a rose vine to break through the flesh and blood and grow out of her arm, and then whispered to one of the blooming roses.

After a while, she dropped the rose to the ground, and the ground cracked and more vines sprouted out.

A woman who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, but had the temperament of a woman in her thirties or forties, emerged from among the vines.

"Greetings to you, our..."

This woman, like Tiffany, is Hera's direct subordinate and belongs to the "Rose" of the "Flower Courtyard" organization.

But she was frightened by the sight of Hera curled up in Ye He's arms. It was not until the mistress ignored her private life and told her the purpose of summoning her that she left the casino with the man.

(End of this chapter)