One person said: "If I make you a holy child, will you be granted godhood through the art of Gu

They knew that if their boss's authority was really taken back, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Interesting."

"Then you should try it and see."

"Look at your piece of junk, can you revoke my privileges?"

The quality inspector snorted and activated the device in his hand without hesitation.

"Privilege revocation, initiating."

The transparent sphere instantly emitted a blinding light, and countless symbols began to spin wildly.

A strange energy surged from the device and rushed directly towards Jiang Mo.

However, the moment this energy came into contact with Jiang Mo, something unexpected happened.

The energy not only failed to reclaim Jiang Mo's authority, but instead seemed to have encountered some terrifying entity, instantly flowing back.

Buzz—

The permission reclaimer let out a mournful cry and then exploded.

The quality inspector was thrown back by the shockwave of the explosion and crashed heavily to the ground.

The scribes and others stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief.

The privilege revocation device is the committee's most advanced technological product and has never failed.

Why did she explode in front of Jiang Mo?

"I've said it before."

Jiang Mo slowly walked towards them, and with each step he took, they felt an even more terrifying pressure.

"That means I'm in charge."

"Your regulations, your systems, your authority..."

"Nothing matters to me."

He stopped in front of the writer, looking down at the so-called chairman of the committee.

"Now, I'm giving you two choices."

"First, leave my territory immediately and never show your face again."

"Second... "

A dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

"Become my subordinate and follow my rules."

Which one would you choose?

The writer gritted his teeth, suppressing his fear, and said:

"Mr. Jiang Mo, by doing this, you are declaring war on the entire creative management system."

"The highest levels will not let you off the hook."

"At that time, not only you, but also your subordinates and your friends will be implicated."

"Are you really going to ruin all of this because of a moment of impulse?"

Upon hearing these words, Zhang Chulan and the others looked at Jiang Mo with concern.

They knew that what the editors said might be true.

If you really go against the entire management system, the consequences will indeed be very serious.

But Jiang Mo laughed even more heartily.

"No one has dared to threaten me for a long time."

He turned around and shouted towards the headquarters building:

"Baby!"

"Oh dear!"

Feng Baobao's voice came from inside the building.

"Get the shovels ready!"

How many should be buried?

Seven.

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this conversation, the writers and others felt a chill run from their feet to their heads.

They finally realized that the being before them truly dared to kill them.

"Wait...wait!"

The doctor quickly interjected, "We can renegotiate!"

"The conditions can be adjusted!"

"We're not here to cause trouble, we're here to cooperate!"

The others echoed his sentiments, fearing that Jiang Mo might actually make a move.

Although they have some strength, they are not on the same level as Jiang Mo at all.

If a fight really breaks out, they will definitely be the ones who die.

"Cooperation?"

Jiang Mo stopped and turned to look at them.

"Now you know we need to cooperate?"

"Weren't you so impressive just now?"

"They also want to forcibly correct me and revoke my permissions."

"What, are you scared now?"

The writers and others lowered their heads in shame.

Indeed, their attitude just now was far too arrogant.

They completely underestimated Jiang Mo's strength and determination.

It seems too late to regret it now.

"Never mind."

Jiang Mo waved his hand, "Considering you've come from afar, I'll give you a chance."

"However, I have conditions."

"What are the conditions?" the writer asked cautiously.

"First, from this day forward, your ridiculous regulations are completely invalid within my jurisdiction."

"Secondly, you need to cooperate with my work, not cause me trouble."

"Third, if anyone dares to provoke me again, I will wipe out your entire committee."

"Can you accept this?"

The writers and others looked at each other in bewilderment.

These conditions are indeed very demanding for them.

However, compared to being buried directly, this is already considered quite lenient.

"I...we need to go back and discuss this..."

"No need to discuss it."

Jiang Mo waved his hand impatiently, "Give me an answer now."

"Either accept it, or..."

He pointed to Feng Baobao, who was walking out of the building.

Feng Baobao held a brand-new shovel in her hand, with an innocent smile on her face.

But in the eyes of those who edit and censor, this smile is more terrifying than a demon.

"We accept!"

The writer practically shouted those words.

"We fully accept your terms!"

Jiang Mo nodded in satisfaction. "Now that an agreement has been reached, let's sign a contract."

"Athena, draft a contract."

"Please be more detailed, so they don't change their minds later."

Athena nodded and began to write in the void.

Soon, a contract radiating golden light appeared before everyone.

Please sign here.

Jiang Mo pointed to the contract and said, "Remember, this is a soul contract. Once you sign it, you can't go back on your word."

"Those who breach the contract will have their souls annihilated."

The writers and others looked at the gleaming contract, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

They originally came to teach Jiang Mo a lesson, but ended up being taught a lesson themselves.

We still have to sign this unequal treaty.

It's so frustrating...

However, in order to save their lives, they obediently signed the contract.

Jiang Mo put away the contract, and a kind smile returned to his face.

"Now that we're all partners, let's have a meal together."

"Chu Lan, bring up the 'special dishes' you prepared."

"Let our guests experience the warmth of Earthlings."

Zhang Chulan chuckled, "Here he comes!"

Soon, a table full of delicious-looking dishes was placed in front of everyone.

However, when the writers and others saw the menu, their expressions changed.

"The editor's tears" soup?

"Order Crusher? Fried Rice?"

"Authority invalidated? Braised pork?"

"Mr. Jiang Mo...these dish names..."

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Mo looked completely innocent. "These are all our signature dishes."

"Especially suitable for guests like you...with your special status."

"Come on, eat it while it's hot."

It won't taste good when it's cold.

The writers exchanged glances, and finally forced themselves to start eating.

I must say, although the dish name sounds exciting, it tastes really good.

Moreover, they gradually lowered their guard during the meal.

Although Jiang Mo is incredibly powerful, he is still a very easy person to get along with.

He's actually quite easygoing, as long as you don't make him angry.

"That's right."

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Mo suddenly spoke up, "After you go back, please pass on a message to your highest-ranking officials."

"What did you say?" the scribe asked.