At the King Investment Group headquarters on Wall Street, Chris, despite his disdain for his boss's absurd behavior at the company, still went to the King Agency branch after leaving the office and called intern Collins over, as Mike had requested.
"Can't you be a little gentler?"
Collins looked at the man, who acted as if nothing had happened, with a chiding expression.
Her expression showed dissatisfaction.
"No choice, time is tight and the task is heavy, please understand," Mike shrugged, conjuring a healing light orb and throwing it onto the girl.
"If I had known this, I wouldn't have come. This is truly too absurd…" Just thinking that this was at the company, Collins felt a sense of being restricted.
"Don't worry, I guarantee no one outside could have heard the commotion just now," Mike, of course, knew what the girl was worried about, so he comforted her.
Doing that kind of thing in the office was all about the thrill of being sneaky, but necessary precautions were still needed.
Mike wouldn't be so foolish as to let others in the company eavesdrop on him.
Therefore, when decorating his office, he had made many special requests to Chris, and soundproofing was one of them.
"All you do is torment people all day. I'm going back to work." Knowing the office was soundproofed, Collins's tense expression visibly relaxed a lot.
She first tidied her appearance, then helped Mike, who was sitting in the boss's chair, straighten his shirt collar before quietly leaving the office.
"Tsk—"
Watching the girl cautiously leave, as if afraid of being discovered, Mike smiled and shook his head, then lit an after-sex cigar for himself.
At the same time, a golden-yellow apple full of vitality—a Fruit of Fortuna—appeared in his hand.
"It's been a long time since I've grinded the Satan dungeon, it's about time I went again."
Restless after more than a month of handling company affairs, Mike decided to go out and stretch his legs.
With a Fruit of Fortuna still in his possession, he felt more confident than he had six months ago, so going to Hell to grind the dungeon again was his best option.
The demons there were both enthusiastic and hospitable, and most importantly, they could provide Mike with a massive amount of Power of Corruption in a short period of time.
What reason did he have not to go see them again!
[Pickup System
Host: Mike
Life Level: Mythical. Three (Total Energy Level 3200w+ / including comprehensive evaluation of physique, Power of Faith, Power of Corruption, knowledge, etc.)
Mental Level: Excellent (including comprehensive evaluation of intelligence, emotional intelligence, willpower, etc.)
Skills:
Combat Comprehensive Lv5 (Max), Firearms Comprehensive Lv5 (Max), Driving Comprehensive Lv5 (Max)…
Knowledge Comprehensive Lv4 (99999 / 100000), Etiquette Comprehensive Lv4 (43564 / 100000), Vocal Music Comprehensive Lv4 (21894 / 10000)…
(Skills are divided into five levels / more skills can be expanded.)
Traits:
Demon God's Body (can simultaneously collect and absorb Power of Corruption and Power of Faith / Perfect Immortality, Advanced Eternal Youth, Advanced Super Healing, Advanced Dimensional Power, Intermediate Hellfire, Intermediate Reality Warping, Intermediate curses…)
(Multiple traits can be stacked and fused.)]
Thanks to King Investment Group's charitable business, Mike, this conscientious entrepreneur, absorbed about ten million Faith Points from ordinary people in the past six months.
This increased his overall strength by about fifty percent.
Coupled with the various traits he obtained from the eight great demons during his last visit to Hell, Mike's [Immortality] trait finally upgraded, greatly enhancing his life-saving ability.
Conservatively estimated, his current tenacity of life would not be much worse than that of beings like Satan and God.
It could be said that the current Mike was no longer the Mike of six months ago.
With his strength and life-saving abilities comprehensively enhanced, even if he were to encounter Satan again and not defeat him, he would no longer be as disheveled as he was last time.
With this confidence as a guarantee, Mike was even a little excited about this trip to Hell.
Before long, a dark, illusory gate burning with Hellfire appeared in the office.
Mike put out his cigar, tidied his clothes, and stepped through.
With the previous coordinates, Mike appeared directly above Satan's castle this time.
"Satan, come out!!! I have arrived!"
With all sorts of assurances, Mike's purpose for coming to Hell this time was very clear: to stir up trouble.
The bigger the commotion, the more Power of Corruption he could collect.
"Still not coming out? Then don't blame me for being impolite!"
To Mike's surprise, there were even more demons gathered in the castle this time than last, but Satan himself was nowhere to be seen.
So, after calling out a few times, Mike directly condensed a giant holy light orb and threw it into the castle.
If the other party wouldn't come out, then he would force them out.
The giant holy light orb crashed into the castle and instantly spread out. The holy light, carrying the power of punishment and purification, engulfed the demons who couldn't escape like a tide.
[Power of Corruption + 99]… [Power of Corruption + 299]… [Power of Corruption + 369]… [Power of Corruption + 999]…
Amidst the wails, the hatred, anger, and unwillingness of the demons before their deaths burst out a large amount of Power of Corruption for Mike.
"They still won't come out??"
Facing the terrified expressions of the demons, Mike, like an anti-aircraft gun, threw several more holy light orbs in succession.
Countless small demons died in fear…
Even so, Satan, the Lord of Hell, still did not appear.
"That's not right, could he have gone out visiting too?"
The feeling of abusing small fry did not satisfy Mike, after all, he came this time specifically to "seek death."
"You, that big oaf… stop right there!"
Among the many small demons scattering and fleeing, Mike spotted a large demon with muscles like rock.
One of the eight great demons that attacked Mike last time was him, called Earth Demon or something like that.
Anyway, his body shape was very large and distinctive, so he was naturally easy to recognize.
"I'm talking to you, why are you running?"
Mike swooped down and pulled out the big oaf who was trying to escape by burrowing into the ground.
"P-Please spare me, great king…" The Earth Demon instantly cowered, as wronged as a child.
It was this human!!!
Last time, all eight great demons came out together, and they were all beaten badly by him. Now that it was only the Earth Demon, how could he dare to show his face.
He could only wail internally, "Bad luck."
"What great king, I'm not nameless…" Mike gave the big oaf in front of him a dissatisfied slap on the back of his head.
"G-Great…"
"Hmm?"
"Sir, if you have any questions this time, just ask me. I'll tell you everything I know." The Earth Demon's brain was full of rocks, so he couldn't remember Mike's name.
But fortunately, this big oaf still had some quick wit.
"I ask you, why are so many demons gathered here? And where did the Lord of Hell Satan go?" Looking at the large demon's subservient appearance, Mike didn't make things difficult for him.
Can you believe that the other party's stiff stone face actually managed to squeeze out a fawning expression?
Moreover, Mike urgently needed to figure out why so many demons were gathered here for no reason this time, far more than when he came last time.
Something abnormal must be a sign of trouble. First, rule out one wrong answer: Mike's arrival this time was sudden, so these demons gathering together definitely wasn't to target him.
"It's Lucifer, the lord of the west. He declared war on our lord not long ago. Now the Lord of Hell Satan has already led people to the front line, and the rest of us demons are the reserves preparing to rush to the battlefield…" The Earth Demon spilled all the beans on the current situation in Hell and the whereabouts of the Lord of Hell.
He practically had "sensible" written all over his face.
Looking at it this way, this big fellow in front of him wasn't actually stupid at all.