"What does your company do?" Indra was obviously an outgoing girl as she had been chatting with Remy. Remy said, "We deal with personal media. You should know that we're now in the era of personal media. With your looks and our management team, you'll start garnering attention online very quickly. Soon, you guys will be able to sell merchandise on your live streams. By then, your salary and commission would land you about a million dollars a year.” "Huh?" The two of them were obviously surprised. Making a million dollars in a year was a great temptation to anyone. Wilbur, who closed his eyes and was resting, was delighted when he overheard the conversation. It seemed like Cape Consortium had infiltrated every industry imaginable. However, he never questioned Cape Consortium's management, nor did he intend to challenge it. The two girls were obviously moved, but the long-haired girl, Madison, was obviously still a little cautious. She asked quietly, "But we don't have any tale
When Wilbur obtained the Godly Training Form, he knew that it was the ultimate physical technique in the world. Although there were only dozens of simple movements, the combination of these movements could transform into endless moves. Wilbur had not mastered even a fraction of its full strength, yet his martial arts skills were already considered to be unrivaled. He dared not imagine how strong he would be if he fully mastered the Godly Training Form. Both the Dragon's Chant and Godly Training Form came from the Dragon's Altar, but the altar had way more to offer than just that. After pondering for a moment, Wilbur picked up the bloodstone and token under his feet. He then took a few steps forward and threw the items into the flames of the altar. The pale flame rose suddenly, and an ancient and vast aura, as if spanning millions of years of time and space, descended before Wilbur. Wilbur's heart tightened. Although he had experienced this many times, he was still somewha
It was an altar in a demiplane, in which he could store anything. When needed, he only needed to use his spiritual power to open up the altar, and the contents inside would come to him. It was extremely convenient. However, just as he was about to leave, that old voice spoke again. "My sacrificer, you have sacrificed too little recently. Don't forget that your body has reached its limits. Be careful, or you'll explode and die." After the voice finished speaking, it disappeared. Wilbur stood there in a daze for a long time and suddenly started cursing. "Damn it! The only thing you talk about is sacrifices all day long. How am I supposed to find so many sacrifices? If they were that easy to come by, I would've dominated the universe long ago. I don’t need you to be running your mouth over this all the time." Wilbur suddenly shrank his neck defensively and waited carefully for a long time. Seeing that he got no response, he straightened his back and snorted coldly. He knew
"No," Faye said without hesitation. Wilbur set his bowl down, falling deep into thought. "What's the matter?" Faye asked, confused. Wilbur frowned. "I met this guy named Remy Hudson when I was on the way back today. He claims he's from Glory Media, one of Cape's companies. Are you sure we don't own a place like that?" "Nope." Faye shook her head. "He must be a scammer using our name." Wilbur said, "Well, we should be more careful, then. These scammers might ruin Cape's reputation." "Don't worry, Boss. I'll make sure our legal team takes care of it the second we sense anything," Faye said. Wilbur was still worried. Faye said, "To be honest, situations like this aren't rare at all. These people can claim they're under Cape, but they can't start a company using our name." "Yes, but just telling people they're under Cape might be enough to tarnish our reputation," Wilbur said. Faye set her bowl down as well. "I know, but they're only telling people verbally, aren't they
Not long after, the two of them reached the top floor. The lady showed Madison to Faye's secretary, then left. The secretary glanced at Madison. "Are you Madison Snyder?" "That's me." Madison was starting to get more and more nervous. The secretary got up and pushed the door of the office open. "You can go inside. Miss Yves is waiting for you." Madison entered the office nervously. The office was minimally decorated, but everything in there from the furniture to the decor could be said to be a work of art that reflected just how tasteful the person inhabiting this space was. Behind the wide office desk was a lady wearing a blue power suit. She was leaning back in her chair, observing Madison thoroughly. Madison's heartbeat sped up greatly. The woman behind the desk looked to be in her thirties. Her features were exquisite and breathtaking, a classic beauty. Her long black hair was pinned into a bun, making her look sophisticated and elegant. Standing before someone
Finally, Faye flashed a smile. "That was pretty impressive. Come to the human resources department again tomorrow. There'll be a contract waiting for you." "Oh." Madison blinked, only realizing she had been hired a beat later. The surprise hit her like a truck, and she did not know how to handle it. She had never thought that she would actually get the job. She stumbled as she got to her feet, bowing over and over again to Faye. Faye said calmly, "We're always open to giving young people a chance. I hope you make the best of yours." "Thank you, Miss Yves. I promise I'll do my best." Madison bowed again and left. Faye waited until she was gone before slumping back into her chair with a sigh. "I guess men do really go for the young ones, and Boss is no exception. God, am I really getting old?" Meanwhile, Indra arrived at Glory Media Company following the address Remy had given her with a heart full of hope as well. The place was an office building. Indra found the right
"Mister Hudson, where are we headed to? It seems like a pretty distant location," Indra asked. Remy smiled. "Don't worry. We're based in a factory. It's a little out of town but really lavish! Trust me, you'll love it." "Alright." Indra nodded. A little over an hour later, the car drove into an abandoned factory and stopped in front of one of the factory buildings inside. Remy got out of the car. Indra looked around her and frowned. "Don't worry. You'll see when you get inside," Remy replied with a smile. Indra nodded, then followed him inside. There were several rooms inside the building, and some of them were playing music. Indra's frown deepened as she began to sense something amiss. Just then, two young men with cameras around their necks greeted Remy, "Mister Hudson." Remy nodded, and said to the two men, "She's a new hire. Get some close-ups of her, so she feels more comfortable." "What close-ups?" Indra was starting to panic. Remy smiled. "The normal kind
Indra clung onto her clothes for dear life, but she was nowhere as strong as several men combined. They tore her clothes off her and gave her a fierce beating. "What now, Mister Hudson?" asked one of the men. Remy snorted. "Lock her up and let her go without food for three days. If she still won't listen, you guys can take turns having fun with her." "Thank you, Mister Hudson," the group of men replied, bursting out into laughter. Indra felt truly hopeless, trembling in both physical and emotional agony. The next second, Remy waved a hand and some men dragged Indra into another room, leaving her in there and locking the door. This place was in the middle of nowhere, and there was no way Indra could get any help. Remy returned to his office. On his desk was a computer, the screen divided into numerous boxes showing different footage. Various streamers of both genders were bent into different positions, doing unthinkable deeds. The streams were garnering viewers in the hu