Liu Hui had swindled A-Shui's ID card, passport, and plane ticket, and by the time he returned to the company office, the sky was already completely dark. After eating, he went to the seaside and summoned Xiao Hei out of the deep trench. He cautiously lay down on Xiao Hei's back, much like riding a horse, and had Xiao Hei carry him far from the shore.

Xiao Hei swam swiftly, quickly carrying Liu Hui fifty kilometers offshore. He carefully tidied up his storage space, retrieving the two wrecked cars he had collected the previous day, and tossed them into the ocean. The cars soon sank to the seabed, leaving nothing behind but a slick of oil on the water's surface.

The killer's corpse had been placed by Liu Hui into a sturdy sack, weighted down with a large stone. He cast that bag into the sea as well, where it disappeared forever with the body inside.

Liu Hui reorganized his storage space once more, discarding everything useless within. He was heading to Japan tomorrow and needed to prepare; he had to maximize the space with useful items to ensure the upcoming operation was foolproof.

After clearing out his storage, Liu Hui had Xiao Hei ferry him back. He instructed Xiao Hei to return to their resting trench before heading to the basement, where he needed to prepare some essential supplies for himself.

Just then, Liu Hui's phone rang. Seeing it was Zhou Tengyun calling, he quickly answered.

"Boss, where are you? The items you requested have arrived," Zhou Tengyun stated briefly.

"The ones I asked you about yesterday?" Liu Hui inquired.

"Yes."

"Get down to the company basement immediately. I'll wait for you here." Liu Hui was overjoyed.

Soon, Zhou Tengyun arrived in the basement, pushing an enormous crate on a dolly. He strained to push the heavy box off the dolly and onto the floor. A dull thud echoed in the room.

"Boss, the goods are inside."

Liu Hui tried to lift the crate, realizing he couldn't budge it without preparation. He exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't realize this thing was so heavy!"

"Boss, a single bullet weighs about 10 grams. A thousand rounds is over a hundred kilograms. Add the weight of the crate, and it's nearly two hundred kilograms," Zhou Tengyun explained.

"Lao San, I didn't expect your efficiency to be this high, getting this done so quickly. And it seems that organization you mentioned is no simple entity; they fulfilled an order this large in just one day," Liu Hui said with satisfaction.

"Fifty US dollars a round, of course they worked fast!"

"Heh, that's pocket change. What I value is the time," Liu Hui stated generously, fully exposing his nouveau riche demeanor.

"But the market price is only three dollars a round," Zhou Tengyun lamented.

"Heh, don't be upset!" Liu Hui consoled Zhou Tengyun, handing him a bank card.

Zhou Tengyun took the card and asked, "What's this for?"

"Lao San, this is a Swiss bank card with ten million US dollars deposited inside. This is your start-up capital for assembling the African mercenary force," Liu Hui explained.

"Didn't you already give me five million dollars last time?" Zhou Tengyun asked, confused.

"Five million dollars is hardly enough to establish a mercenary unit. If we spend a bit more, we can recruit more talent. We shouldn't be stingy with this money."

"I know what to do." Zhou Tengyun understood and, without being coy, accepted the bank card.

After Zhou Tengyun left the basement, Liu Hui immediately opened the large crate. It was filled entirely with gleaming, golden sniper rifle rounds. The bullets were arranged in ten rows, one hundred rounds per row, totaling one thousand.

Liu Hui slowly caressed the rounds, feeling deeply satisfied. He activated the face-to-face communicator and called out to Xiaoyaozi from the Cultivation Realm. This time, Xiaoyaozi answered almost instantly.

"Young friend, have you found the items you mentioned? I've been waiting to start work!" Xiaoyaozi grumbled as soon as Liu Hui connected.

"Ahem, Senior, I've found many of those weapons you asked about. But I have a question I need to consult you on," Liu Hui said, slightly unaccustomed to Xiaoyaozi's incessant nagging.

"Ask away, young friend!"

"Senior, do you have any formations that can cause things to explode instantly?" Liu Hui asked.

"Of course! Instant massive explosions can be achieved with the Blazing Fire Formation," Xiaoyaozi said, regaining confidence when discussing his expertise.

"How long does it take to inscribe such a formation?" Liu Hui inquired.

"Heh, inscribing a single formation takes very little time. However, we need to infuse it with a large amount of elemental True Essence, so I can only manage to inscribe fifty formations per day," Xiaoyaozi chuckled.

"Fifty formations a day? For my current needs, that's barely sufficient," Liu Hui thought privately, then added with a hint of threat, "Senior, when you design the formations, their power cannot be too weak. Otherwise, if I'm killed by my enemies, you’ll be left with nothing."

"Young friend, rest assured. We are on the same path; I will absolutely guarantee product quality," Xiaoyaozi declared, thumping his withered chest.

Liu Hui transferred two hundred and fifty rounds to him and said, "Then please trouble yourself to inscribe these rounds..." The script here becomes heavily fragmented/corrupted in the original, but the intent is clear: "...half with the Frost Ice Formation and half with the Blazing Fire Formation. By tomorrow morning, I need at least fifty inscribed bullets ready. Any issues?"

"Ahem, young friend, you must understand that elderly people enjoy sleeping. If I don't see payment, I lack motivation to work, and I might just fall asleep. It's quite possible that by tomorrow morning, not a single one will be inscribed," Xiaoyaozi yawned.

"Senior, you..." Liu Hui was speechless. Why couldn't Xiaoyaozi be as straightforward as Zerg or Alexander? Was it true that the older one gets, the more cunning they become?

Liu Hui took out ten Level Four Demonic Beast Crystal Cores and placed them on the communicator to trade with Xiaoyaozi. Xiaoyaozi eagerly clicked the trade button, counting the ten cores repeatedly in his hand and checking their quality.

"Senior, the quantity is correct, and the quality is guaranteed. You should start working immediately; I’m worried you won’t complete the task," Liu Hui reminded Xiaoyaozi.

"I can finish all of this in two hours," Xiaoyaozi replied reflexively when hearing Liu Hui’s question, still counting the precious cores.

"Senior, you..." Liu Hui was truly speechless.

"Ah, what did I just say? Right, I must have been suffering from senility, talking nonsense! I am so pitiful!" Xiaoyaozi realized he had let something slip and immediately began playing the fool.

"Senior, regardless, the payment has been sent. Please deliver the finished product to me tomorrow morning," Liu Hui felt so overwhelmed that he didn't want to argue with Xiaoyaozi anymore.

"Heh heh, I will work through the night and guarantee I won't disappoint the young friend," Xiaoyaozi said with a sly grin.

Liu Hui closed the communication with Xiaoyaozi. He sat in the basement, contemplating deeply, checking his plan for Japan for any loopholes and ensuring all his preparations were complete.

Liu Hui stayed in the basement for a long time before finally going home to sleep late.

The next morning, Liu Hui told his parents he had to leave for two days and asked them not to worry. After speaking with his parents, he went to the office and called Hu Xian'er, letting her know he had an urgent matter requiring his personal attention, that he would be away from the company for a couple of days, and his phone would be off; she should wait until he returned for any issues. Then he went to the basement and summoned Xiaoyaozi, who appeared quickly.

"Young friend, all your items are finished. Here are the completed products," Xiaoyaozi placed a large pouch on the communicator.

Liu Hui clicked the transaction to receive the pouch.

"Young friend, open it and take a look. Those inscribed with the Frost Ice Formation have cyan tips, and the Blazing Fire Formation ones are red. The power is guaranteed to be strong enough. Remember to call me if you have similar good news in the future!" Xiaoyaozi said with a smile.

Liu Hui opened the bag and saw it was filled with bullets. Just as Xiaoyaozi described, the tips of the bullets were either cyan or red.

"Senior, I have things to attend to. I won't keep you any longer. Goodbye." Liu Hui closed the communicator. Liu Hui secured the bullets and proceeded to the Group Company's vehicle fleet. He casually selected an inconspicuous sedan and drove it out of the factory grounds. Shortly after leaving the perimeter, Liu Hui stowed his mobile phone into his storage space, then transformed his appearance into that of an unfamiliar passerby seen by Yue Wang, driving toward Hong Kong International Airport.

No incidents occurred on the way to the airport; Liu Hui arrived quickly. He parked the car in the lot and, upon entering the main terminal, spotted several men who looked like thugs near the entrance, holding a photograph and suspiciously observing people entering the airport.

Liu Hui pretended to be unconcerned as he passed by them. His sharp eyes instantly recognized that the photo in their hands was A-Shui's. His heart jolted—were these the people A-Shui had provoked? They had actually tracked A-Shui’s movements and set up an ambush at the airport. It seemed that his act of stealing A-Shui's passport had inadvertently saved his life.

Liu Hui entered the terminal and observed carefully. He did not see anyone matching the thugs' description inside the main hall; after all, this was not a place where street gangs could act with impunity.

Reassured, Liu Hui entered a public restroom and went into a stall. After listening to confirm everyone outside had left, he instantly transformed his appearance to look exactly like A-Shui, then strode out carrying a backpack.

Liu Hui encountered no trouble. He calmly approached the security checkpoint. His backpack contained only a few changes of clothes, nothing even remotely metallic. He passed security swiftly and boarded the aircraft. Hong Kong's international flights were very punctual; the flight officially departed exactly on schedule. Liu Hui was on an Airbus.

The Airbus began to taxi down the runway, accelerating rapidly before its nose lifted, soaring straight into the clouds, heading towards Japan.