Twisted Dreams-Chapter 225 - 195: Cleaner Instructor

Yang Xiao asked at this moment:

"Boss, does this mean I won’t need to go to Mandala Bar anymore?"

Not going to Mandala Bar meant Yang Xiao’s legendary life was truly beginning.

Li Yang nodded.

Mandala Bar was the first Desire Exchange Li Yang opened in the bar.

This Desire Exchange opened the way for the Demon Club in the Imperial Capital.

This is already excellent, there’s no need to keep all talent just sitting at Mandala Bar.

Mandala Bar can find a Desire Trading Merchant to operate.

Desire Trading Merchants are hard to find.

Because, Desire Trading Merchants need to have the disposition to control desires.

If you want to run a desire-filled bar, you can’t be devoured by the bar’s desires.

Just like the South Sea’s Desire Trading Merchant, Qian Lele.

People who can control desires are even harder to find than those with Desire Power.

Many people are probably unconvinced.

They claim they can perfectly control desires.

Actually, those people aren’t controlling desires, they are just poor.

Poverty is what suppresses their desires.

The little moral baseline they have is maintained by that poverty.

Li Yang glanced sideways; below the building, at Seven-Star Square, the boy with AIDS still stood there.

In Li Yang’s mind appeared a few words.

A person with a pure heart.

Yang Xiao interrupted Li Yang’s thoughts:

"Boss, during the training of the Cleaners you mentioned, is killing allowed?"

Li Yang focused his gaze on Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao explained cheerfully:

"My training intensity might not be bearable for some people." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Li Yang showed no expression:

"Yes."

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The next day, at the Imperial Capital Demon Club, Basement Level 2 of Building A was the Cleaners’ activity area.

Some Cleaners were resting in their dormitories, others were eating in the dining hall.

In fact, Cleaners had become Living Dead; they did not need to eat.

But Cleaners kept the habit of eating so that they would still feel like humans.

Some Cleaners were in the billiard room, basketball court, and other recreational rooms.

Cleaners couldn’t leave the Cleaner activity area without orders, so some entertainment was necessary.

And some Cleaners were reading in the library.

The library’s books covered a wide range of knowledge from various industries.

When Cleaners achieved good results in their studies, they could apply to transfer to other positions.

For instance, a research biologist in God Creation Technology.

The broadcast sounded, playing an urgent ringing tone.

The broadcast in the Cleaners’ area also had a method.

When the broadcast sounded, the warning lights would have both blue and red lights.

The blue light indicated an important meeting, requiring them to go immediately to the first basement level.

The red light indicated an important mission, requiring them to take their equipment and prepare for the task immediately.

At that moment, the broadcast warning light was blue.

The Cleaners put down what they were doing and took the elevator or escalator to the first basement level.

The number of Cleaners coming and going in the Imperial Capital was not many, only a hundred, so there were quite a few empty rooms in the Cleaners’ dormitories.

Arriving at the first basement level, the Cleaners stood neatly in formation, like a well-trained army.

They looked at the person who called them.

It was a long-haired handsome man.

The long-haired handsome man introduced himself:

"My name is Yang Xiao, your instructor."

The Cleaners looked at Yang Xiao with no expression.

They were Living Dead with heightened five senses, and could see that Yang Xiao was just a slightly vigorous ordinary person.

Yang Xiao showed a hint of a smile:

"Now the first lesson begins. Escape.

This level has your work vehicles and workrooms; I’m sure you’re familiar with this place.

As long as you can survive under my hand for an hour, you’ll pass."

Yang Xiao thought to himself, he couldn’t really go all out.

Although the boss said killing was allowed, he couldn’t kill all the boss’s men.

Going all out was allowed, but he had to control his strength well.

If there was a thorny one, he could use a warning by example.

The Cleaners looked at each other, contemplating.

Yang Xiao’s smile froze on his lips, a flash of coldness appeared in the corner of his eyes:

"Start now, I’ll give you one minute."

The Cleaners didn’t choose to escape; instead, a few Cleaners rushed towards Yang Xiao, using their respective killing moves.

They had learned many combat techniques from the South Sea and from the master fighters invited by Su Yutang.

Yang Xiao was slightly taken aback.

Were these people like newborn calves not afraid of tigers?

He really could kill people.

Yang Xiao decided to give these people a show of strength.

He drew a dagger from his jacket and instantly pierced the throat of the nearest person.

The seemingly plain attack actually contained Yang Xiao’s meticulously honed technique.

The scene Yang Xiao imagined, of the Cleaner clutching their throat and collapsing, did not occur.

The Cleaner whose throat was pierced continued attacking, with fists clenched.

It seemed that having the throat pierced was just a superficial injury.

Yang Xiao dropped the dagger and did several backflips to escape the Cleaner’s attack range.

His eyes were filled with deep shock:

"What kind of monster is this?!"

Seeing the Cleaners continue to charge, Yang Xiao restrained his shock, showing a look of solemnity:

"For the boss to have me train these guys, he must really think highly of me!

Then I definitely can’t let the boss down."

Yang Xiao leaped like a nimble cat, dodging to the Cleaner’s back, grabbing the Cleaner’s arms with both hands.

"Crack."

The Cleaner’s arm immediately became limp.

The Cleaner frowned and swung a side kick toward Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao grabbed the Cleaner’s leg and used the same technique.

"Crack."

This Cleaner fell to the ground, unable to move.

Their limb joints had been dislocated by Yang Xiao.

Of course, they could be repositioned; Yang Xiao had practiced this move on himself when he was fifteen.

Seeing this situation, the Cleaners rushed forward en masse.

An hour later.

In the first basement level, all one hundred Cleaners lay on the ground.

Their limbs were dislocated, struggling on the floor.

Yang Xiao panted slightly, glancing at his watch:

"It’s been an hour, you didn’t pass; it seems I need to start training you from the basics of fighting."

As the Demon Club developed, the role of Cleaners was no longer just to clean demon traces.

They also had to clean ordinary people who posed a threat to the Demon Club.

For instance, the Attendants of the Demon Club.

The recruitment requirements for Attendants were slightly simpler than for Cleaners.

They traded their freedom for drugs made from Death Leaves.

Those drugs could temporarily maintain the life of the Attendants.

Because Death Leaves was a weakened version of the Power of Death, those drugs wouldn’t give Attendants the same powerful strength as Cleaners.

Also, since the task of Attendants was merely to serve the Demon Club members, the recruitment requirements for Attendants were lowered.

Their loyalty to the Demon Club was likely not higher than that of Cleaners, after all, the Cleaners were all fanatical believers of the Death God.

What if an Attendant’s mind clouded and they attempted to leave the Demon Club?

The Attendants knew some secrets about the Demon Club.

Just to be safe, the Cleaners, monitoring the Seven Star Building with 360-degree surveillance, would immediately clean up any Attendant who attempted to leave the Demon Club without permission.

Also, if some Attendants grew tired of the life of servitude, Li Yang couldn’t personally reclaim the Power of Death from the Attendants.

The Cleaners would take action in these moments, ending the Attendants’ lives.

This required an even higher level of individual combat proficiency from the Cleaners.

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PS:

Yang Xiao: Heard someone likes me? I knew my art wasn’t something only I could appreciate; you have great taste, Yun Ling.