Chapter 181: Enslavement

At 9:48 p.m., deep in the southern outskirts of Atlanta, a convoy consisting of an armored bus and five armored SUVs slowly came to a halt in front of a large factory building. Their high-power floodlights illuminated the place, which had been dark for two consecutive years, making it as bright as day.

But before that, a motorcycle had already been parked on the concrete ground in front of the factory gate.

Li Mochen looked somewhat startled at the girl on the motorcycle, mainly because of the bloodstains on her body. He noticed that some of them had not yet fully coagulated, indicating that she had just been in a fight not long ago.

"What happened?"

Li Mochen quickly stepped off the armored bus and asked with some confusion, "Elisa, did you get into a conflict with someone? Or an enemy?"

"Conflict with someone? No way. It was the Fenrir Wolf Hunting Group. They found me."

Elisa Targaryen snorted, her eyes flashing with anger and lingering fear. "If I didn't have a powerful family heirloom that works with my dragon vein, I would have been dead by now."

As she spoke, she kicked down the motorcycle's kickstand and took off her helmet. "So, what's the big deal calling me out here in the middle of the night? If it weren't for you, I'd still be hiding at home where no one could touch me."

"Fenrir Wolf?"

Li Mochen's eyes turned cold, realizing this was another new enemy.

Since the Fenrir Hunting Group had already made a move on Elisa, they would surely not let him off either.

He then shook his head and handed Elisa a contract and a Styx Covenant. "It's still the matter I mentioned to you before. I want to hire you as the deputy head of the Information Department of the Rising Sun Company. Elisa, I need your help—"

Elisa was about to refuse, but when Li Mochen mentioned the word 'help,' she paused and began to look over the documents he had handed her.

"Help? That's not impossible, but what's with this Styx Covenant?"

At that moment, Elisa also noticed the group of fully armed magic professionals getting off the bus. A flicker of suspicion appeared in her eyes. She could tell these people had nothing to do with Nathan. They weren't wearing the security uniforms of the Nathan Group, and their attire was completely different from the armed personnel on the other five SUVs.

"Just sign it. I won't harm you. It's important for both of us."

By then, Li Mochen had already reached the factory gate and, with a slight push, slowly opened it.

"So I have to stay outside with them, right?"

Carl Holton came up behind Li Mochen. "To be honest, Amo, your approach is a bit hurtful."

"It involves some secrets of my family, Carl."

Li Mochen clapped his hands. "If they're willing to leave the Nathan Sports Group and sign an employment contract with me, I would be more than welcome."

Seeing that Carl Holton had nothing to say, Li Mochen smiled slightly. "With Sampson Brut and Zhang Wei and the others by my side, my safety is absolutely guaranteed. As we agreed, leave the perimeter defense to you. Make sure no one gets in, OK?"

"I'll have them do their best. This factory is bigger than I imagined."

Carl Holton shrugged. "So, do I get the honor of participating? From what you said to them, it seems there are some benefits?"

Li Mochen didn't waste words. He directly took out a Styx Covenant and handed it to Carl Holton. But after a moment's hesitation, the latter smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it, I'll wait outside. It ends at noon tomorrow, right? Then I'll catch a nap in the car."

Li Mochen had expected this outcome. Unfazed, he put away the Styx Covenant and continued deeper into the factory.

After only a few dozen steps, several figures approached from inside, led by Li Tailai and the Colinson brothers.

"BOSS, we've located Miss Hazel's position. It's at Warehouse 3 of the Fick River Bay dock, where there's an underground space."

But Li Mochen continued walking, seemingly unconcerned. "That's a diversion by the Blood Hand Gang. The Nathan Group's information department has identified six suspicious hiding spots. Fick River Bay dock is just one of them. Atai, did you see Hazel herself at Fick River Bay?"

Li Tailai hesitated. He hadn't seen Hazel in person. The defenses there were tight, and the small animals he had summoned didn't dare go too deep to avoid alerting the enemy.

At this point, he also noticed the group behind Li Mochen.

"Get to know each other. You'll be fighting side by side from now on. This is Sampson Brut—"

After briefly introducing everyone, Li Mochen asked, "Does this factory meet my requirements? And the person I asked for, did you bring him?"

"This used to be a chemical plant, so the building is of very high standard. It was abandoned two years ago due to industrial relocation, but because it's a chemical plant, the land nearby can't be developed for real estate yet. Since less than two and a half years have passed, the magical array inside the factory is almost completely intact. With a little repair, we can activate it. As per your instructions, we've cleared at least three thousand square meters of open space in the center of the factory. As for the person you mentioned—"

Li Tailai pointed ahead. "He's right there. Howard Eisenhower. I've tied him up. This man is very dangerous. Even when seriously injured, he managed to injure three of our brothers."

At that moment, Li Mochen's attention was drawn to a cage nearby. Inside was a creature scientifically known as the 'American Thorn Dragon,' a sub-dragon. Though inferior to the Black Scale Fire Dragon by half a rank in bloodline, it had the ability to fly. It carried the bloodline of the Green Dragon, possessing wood, water, and wind abilities. It even mastered some life magic and a bit of lightning magic, making it popular among many druids.

"You said we could increase the budget, so I bought it at Laurel Street."

Li Tailai looked a bit embarrassed. "It cost a total of 820,000 gold shields. This was the best value I could find."

"Very good!"

Li Mochen praised, then walked over to Howard Eisenhower, who was tied up like a dumpling. With a single sword stroke, he cut the magical ropes binding him.

"Eisenhower, Mr. Sky Eye, I want to ask you: are you willing to work for me?"

Howard looked indeed in terrible shape. He sat up very slowly, then looked around the warehouse and the magic professionals led by Sampson Brut with suspicion.

Finally, his gaze settled back on Li Mochen. "Of course, as long as you can heal my injuries and pay well."

"At market rate, a level 17 magic shooter gets an annual salary of six million gold shields. Sign a lifetime contract. Of course, the salary can increase with your magic level."

Li Mochen gave a wry smile and produced a scroll. "If you're willing, please sign your name on this contract."

"Six million? Lifetime? Seems a bit low. But since you promised to heal my injuries, I can agree. I probably don't have many years left anyway."

Howard Eisenhower grumbled a complaint, then carefully read the terms of the 'Hell Contract.' Finally, with a reluctant attitude, he signed it and pressed his fingerprint.

The contract instantly burst into flames, and all the phenomena were similar to an ordinary hell contract. But in the next moment, strange blood threads grew out of the flames, like living blood snakes, coiling around him and钻进 his eyes, ears, and nose.

Howard Eisenhower didn't react at first, but a moment later, he let out a furious roar: "Shit! You're trying to enslave me!"

Li Mochen thought, isn't that obvious? Although he didn't know how this Mr. Sky Eye had managed to break contracts seven times and betray employers twice without harm, how could he be foolish enough to think an ordinary soul contract could restrain Howard Eisenhower? The methods from the Primordial Dome Realm were far more reliable.

This was true demonic magic, but using it on someone like Sky Eye gave him no qualms at all.