Ji Jue’s perception stopped at the perimeter, and he remained there, watching in silence for a long while. He didn’t send the spiders farther inward.

With his abilities, there was no way he could slip past Jian Yuan’s senses and reach the engine unnoticed. The spiders would probably be discovered the moment they crawled inside. Not only would he gain nothing, but he could also alert the enemy. He had to take things one step at a time. Even the Heretic Cult hadn’t been built in a day. Getting promoted today was already good enough. 

Ji Jue looked away and directed the spiders toward the surrounding area. After choosing three spots around the workshop, they dug holes and buried themselves underground. 

Finally, Ji Jue opened his eyes. He took out a sheet of paper and began writing. When he finished, he sealed the letter in an envelope and placed it inside his toolbox.

Then, he looked toward the corner of the office. President, who had been lying there, immediately sprang to his feet, panting with his tongue hanging out and wagging his tail eagerly. Done working? Can I have some pats now? Can we go play together?

“Sorry, but I need you to make another trip.” Ji Jue rubbed President’s head, then placed the toolbox handle in his mouth again. “Put it down when you get there. Wait half an hour, then bring it back.” 

President blinked at him, looking pitiful. It let out two soft whines, but soon enough, it obediently picked up the toolbox in its mouth, turned around, and trotted away, disappearing from...