I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

After closing the window, Li Lin went to the bedside, drank a cup of strong black tea, and then fell asleep.

......

Lyudmila took off her hood, and the Rupert's red hair became even more disheveled in the north wind.

She turned her head and looked around, but she could not find a single familiar trace.

Over the years, she has changed, and Chernobog has changed too. The biting north wind from the tundra has swept away everything Lyudmila knew, leaving only this cold, hard land and the cold, metallic city.

At this point, she was not yet the "King Killer" who would later become a ruthless and murderous cadre in the Reunion Movement, but judging from her skillful use of the blade, her fighting style was already quite nascent.

However, considering that Talulah, who has inherited the art of dragon slaying, will soon raise the banner of the Reunion Movement on the northern tundra at a speed far beyond imagination, many things may change ahead of schedule.

As a native of this world, Lyudmila has her own thoughts and plans.

—At first, she only wanted to take the supervisor hostage, and then stab him to death after getting the information she wanted.

But the moment her arm began to waver, she could no longer wield the blade without restraint.

What moved Lyudmila was not the miners, but Li Lin's statement that "infected people are not fools."

There was no contempt in that statement.

She took off her mask.

It was a fair-skinned face, but when she opened her mouth, a faint metallic sound came from it, like the hiss of insects or the meshing of gears.

Lyudmila tilted her head back, inhaling the endless north wind.

As she nodded again, a metallic scraping sound rang out from deep within her mouth, and thick, night-like mist billowed from her mouth and nose, enveloping her body like a dark robe.

Originium Arts: Swallowing the Suffering of the Dead.

No one can use powerful Originium Arts without a staff, unless they are an Infected.

"It's really not easy, Syracuse's technology." Lyudmila murmured in admiration, and as her lips rubbed together, the gray mist trembled slightly, like the surface of water tossed with pebbles.

However, Lyudmila had to admit that after undergoing Syracuse-style training, she had become increasingly proficient in using the smoke-generating organs in her mouth and in Originium Arts.

She turned, pulled up her hood, and gazed at the desolate streets of Chernobog in the cold night, a wolf-like glint in her icy eyes.

Since I don't plan to kill that supervisor now, I should first take down my target in Chernobog.

She uttered that name with emotion: "Sergei..."

Gray smoke descended, and the future kingslayer uttered the second half of his sentence like a vengeful ghost.

"I'm here to kill you!"

Chapter Nine: Li Qingtian

Lyudmila was seeking revenge for her father's murder, something Li Lin was unaware of.

On one hand, he was too lazy to read the increasingly cryptic and repetitive ramblings in the later stages of Arknights; on the other hand, Lyudmila wasn't included in the gacha pool, and in the game, she was treated as the target of World Cup football persecution, making her a popular source of amusement for everyone.

It's well known that comedic characters are never as memorable as those who get stabbed.

When he woke up, the carefree Mr. Li had completely forgotten about yesterday's events. After putting on a few clothes, he went out with dead fish eyes.

Li Lin was very self-aware: his methods of motivating workers to work hard at mining were essentially a powerful incentive to drive profits. If he could truly deliver on his promises, the future gains would be substantial.

It doesn't even need to be fully paid out; it would be enough if just one person came forward to collect the large sum of wages that Li Lin promised—he would stand as a benchmark and become a pillar of support for the workers.

Similarly, if anyone dared to ruin the miners' dreams, Li Lin wouldn't even need to lift a finger; the angry workers would tear him to shreds first.

Li Lin sneered, tried to pull out a monocle from his pocket and put it on his right eye, pinching the eye socket, but unfortunately he had nothing in his pocket at the moment, so he couldn't play the role of an unconventional capitalist.

Just then, Andrei came running from afar, panting, and was overjoyed when he saw Li Lin: "Master!"

"Master An, what happened?"

Andrei's expression froze. As a native of Ursus, he naturally didn't understand what a "secretary" was, but his sense of being a lackey made him ignore the title.

"Sir, a fight has broken out among the miners!"

"Damn it!" Li Lin's eyes widened, then returned to their deadpan expression as he tucked his hands into his sleeves. "How many died?"

Andrei thought to himself that this lord was truly carefree: "No one has died yet, and both sides in the fight have been brought under control, but several are seriously injured, I'm afraid..."

"Oh, that's not a big deal."

Li Lin pursed his lips and walked towards the mine.

Andrei stood behind, dumbfounded: "Master, that's the road to the mine..."

Li Lin didn't even turn his head: "Follow me."

Andrei's mind raced with thoughts, then his eyes lit up, and he quickly followed behind Li Lin, step by step.

The wind at the mine was still damn cold, but everyone felt a warmth in their hearts when they saw their supervisor. The newly appointed supervisor, who had taken office just a few days ago, had actually braved the wind and snow to come and comfort them; it was truly heartwarming...

The next instant, Li Lin sneezed and waved his hand: "Men, drag those who are fighting and causing trouble up here!"

The corrupt official is starting to show his power.

Four wounded miners were led into the mine by attendants wearing protective masks. The moment they saw Li Lin, three of them knelt down involuntarily, leaving only one standing in the wind and snow.

“Master, this guy has Originium crystals growing on his knees, so he can’t kneel.”

Andrei explained quietly from the side.

"He took an arrow to the knee?" Li Lin asked.

Of course, Li Lin didn't expect Andrei to pick up on this old joke. He looked down at the growing number of miners around him, the same feeling of watching the excitement that exists in every world.

“Sir, their names from left to right are Peppa, Mickey, Donald, and Garfield.”

Li Lin exclaimed that it was outrageous.

Thankfully, this is Arknights, not Disneyland.

Once everyone's emotions had built up enough, Li Lin shouted urgently, "Men, drag that Peppa Pig character away and chop him up!"

Page's Originium infection site is on his cheek, supposedly caused by a bite from a small Originium bug, which caused his face to swell up, resembling a pink hairdryer.

In the previous conflict, Paige mainly teamed up with Mickey to fight against the temporary alliance of Donald and Garfield, and both sides resorted to dirty tricks.

As people infected with Oripathy, they often lose their rationality and disregard life and death when they are emotionally agitated. However, the problem is that now that there is hope in life, they have been given time to calm down, and their desire for life has resurfaced.

Paige looked up in terror: "Sir! Master! I didn't, I didn't!"

Li Lin sneered: "Then tell me the truth, why did you covet it—"

Andrei whispered a reminder: "Mickey, Donald..."

"Yes, why would you be greedy for Mickey's wages!"

Peppa was dumbfounded: I was clearly on Mickey's side, how could I have embezzled his wages?

"You won't talk, huh?" Li Lin sneered again. "Guards, drag him away and execute him by firing squad, dog, or cannon!"

Not only was Peppa Pig terrified, but Andrei was also stunned, and the onlookers were in an uproar.

Paige struggled desperately: "Sir, I didn't take his money, I didn't... Mickey and I were in cahoots! He encouraged me to do it, I'm innocent, sir!"

Mickey, who had been sitting blankly to the side, suddenly snapped out of his daze: "Bullshit, you pig! You're the one who stole my money! The master is right, you did it all by yourself!"

The scene was chaotic.

Li Lin curled his lip and waved his hand to signal the servant to release Peiqi: "Don't panic, I was just testing you. Let him go."

Paige, still shaken, collapsed to the ground.

Li Lin's gaze swept indifferently across Mickey's face: "Mickey Mouse, what you're saying seems different from what Peppa said. So what did you do?"

Mickey's Originium infection area is in his ears, which makes the already prominent ears of the Zalak clan even larger. Combined with his black and white fur, he looks even more like that nameless rat.

Mickey's big ears twitched: "Sir, I am..."

"Drag him away!" Li Lin shouted. "Beat him to death with sticks. Don't let Disney come knocking on our door!"

"Sir, I'm innocent! I don't know anything about Disney!"

Now it was Mickey's turn to collapse to the ground, unable to move.

"Oh, right, right, right." Li Lin nodded perfunctorily, signaling the servants to stop. By this time, Mickey had been dragged quite a distance on the ground. He tried to get up several times, but was too frightened to do so.

In less than a few minutes, so many twists and turns had occurred; if it were written into a book, it would definitely be a two-thousand-word story. Andrei stood next to Li Lin but couldn't utter a word, and the workers watching were completely stunned.

Seeing Li Lin's gaze, Donald, kneeling on the ground, forced a smile and replied, "Sir..."

Donald glanced at Garfield, his heart full of resentment but unable to express it.

To everyone's surprise, Li Lin bypassed him and pointed at Garfield, who was standing at the back: "Drag him away and chop him up!"

Garfield was the only one of the four who was dressed relatively well. The pale-faced Felin man stood there, waving his hands repeatedly.

Because he found it difficult to kneel, the gesture appeared quite provocative.

Compared to the others, Garfield seemed relatively calm. After the first two people tested him, he probably guessed that Li Lin wouldn't really kill him like that.

“This Garfield was supposedly a teacher at a high school in Chernobog,” the lackey Andre whispered to Li Lin. “He was sent to the mining area for inciting students.”

“I see.” Li Lin’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had completely ignored Andrei’s words. “Then let him tell us what exactly is going on in the mine.”

Garfield's pale face lit up with joy. He bowed to Li Lin and said, "Sir, we did have a fight over wages. Mickey and Peppa had a grudge against me before, but I wasn't the mastermind. It was Donald."