He remembered, demons have unique ways to enhance spiritual power. (For example, an Enchanting Demon, absorbing lust.)
As for himself, his spiritual power advances with the increase and strengthening of demons.
As long as demons exist in the world, he will be immortal.
Immortality is, of course, something people dream of.
However, if the demons in the world disappear, he, the Death God, would immediately die.
His power and life have become a rule.
Li Yang turned his attention to his second talent.
[Creating Undead] is currently his only output-type ability.
To create an undead requires a corpse.
Where to get a corpse?
There are quite a few stray cats and dogs in the city, but undead creatures are still stronger when they're human, unless they're fierce beasts.
Killing people?
He could let the Black Dog, Crow, and Suzu kill people, but doesn't have the guts to let them bring corpses to a certain place for him to use [Undead Creation].
Don't take the people from the security bureau as fools.
Letting Suzu kill a few people is already the maximum risk.
And that was done on the basis of Suzu in cat form.
Bringing back a corpse, even stealing a corpse, the people from the security bureau will definitely trace it back to him.
Currently, does he have the ability to contend with the people from the security bureau?
Don't be ridiculous, relying on these Tier One Little Demons with spiritual power?
He has no confidence in dealing with the security bureau's military officer corps armed to the teeth.
The Three-headed Hellhound might overturn a few armored vehicles, swallow some military officers with heavy firearms.
But what about more armored vehicles and officers with heavy firearms?
Currently, the rank of these demons is too low.
And because of a corpse exposing the demons, for Li Yang, it's definitely a disaster that outweighs the gain.
Will this world accommodate the existence of demons?
"I need a servant, a servant with great energy."
"I should first develop the Demon Club's first member, someone with great energy who can help me do many things."
Future Li Yang will definitely do many things that violate social rules.
He currently needs someone who can cover up those traces of breaking social rules, or simply have that person do it.
Any one of those powerful figures in South Sea can meet his current needs.
Hmm, when it comes to breaking social rules, those people are professionals.
"But where to find that kind of high-quality member?"
"Rely on that cat?"
"That cat has no concept of human society, she can't even distinguish between rich and poor."
Li Yang's fingers tapped lightly on the table, his mind in operation.
Previously, he only fantasized about being appreciated by the wealthy, buying luxury cars, buying big houses.
The reality is, he's only heard those renowned names, never seen them.
Now, he's like an entrepreneur with a super promising project, unsure where to find investors.
Suddenly, his gaze paused, remembering a place!
South Sea Green Grass Sanatorium!
Li Yang graduated from South Sea Medical University and attended numerous job fairs for the medical industry during graduation season.
South Sea Green Grass Sanatorium left the deepest impression on him.
This sanatorium not only requires excellent professional qualities but also has certain demands on appearance.
Compared to it, an ordinary private hospital is like the Route 404 bus compared to Qatar Airways at the entrance.
On the day South Sea Green Grass Sanatorium came to the school for interviews, students from all majors participated, they only took away two campus belles with top academic prowess.
The two classmates exclaimed that their ancestral graves had been blessed.
Many classmates envied the two of them.
Because South Sea Green Grass Sanatorium is the best sanatorium in South Sea, reputedly a place even Death God dares not approach.
The benefits and salary specifications there are leading the industry by a long margin.
Most importantly, the consumers inside are all from wealthy families across various regions.
If you have a good relationship with any big shot in there, with just a little resource trickling from their fingers, you could live worry-free in South Sea.
There are many bigwigs in South Sea Green Grass Nursing Home who are nearing the end of their days.
He doesn't need [Desire Potion], using [Creating Undead] to turn any gravely ill person into a Living Dead.
This is the bargaining chip for finding the first member, also a gift from the Death God to mortals.
...
The next evening, suburb of South Sea, Lvyin Commercial Street.
This is a commercial street near the South Sea Green Grass Sanatorium.
Though it's the suburbs, here bars, cafes, tea restaurants, tea houses, star hotels, everything is complete.
Those who can recuperate at South Sea Green Grass Sanatorium either have power or wealth, and those who come to visit those big shots must also have some social status.
Not to mention those wealthy people are regulars here, even the staff of Green Grass Sanatorium often hang out on this street.
So, even though this is the suburbs, there's no shortage of customers.
Li Yang strolled along this street.
He wore a black business shirt, with a black vest over it, draped in a long black trench coat.
His lower half clad in sharply creased black suit pants, stepping in brand new black leather shoes.
His demeanor was excellent, looking like a young, successful businessman.
If he transformed into Death God, it would be a completely different impression.
This outfit cost quite a bit, almost all his savings were contributed to high-end business brands.
When free from the worry of survival and not controlled by the wicked money, one can obtain true freedom to do what they love.
Just like cigarettes, some only like the wildness of White Tower Mountain, some like the smoothness of Huazi.
It's unrelated to vanity, just personal preference.
Li Yang is different, anything is fine, as long as it helps achieve his goals, he will spare no effort.
A good outfit can complement a person's demeanor, enhance their aura.
Li Yang needs to stay low-key, but not low-key to potential demons.
He gently adjusted the black round hat, glanced at the newly bought watch, and stepped into a bar with a bit of a niche style.
Li Yang ordered a martini and sat in a corner.
He wanted to snoop for information here, to listen to which bigwigs frequented the Green Grass Sanatorium and who was most suitable to be his servant.
Moreover, he was waiting for nightfall, he wanted to create a space to be alone with potential members.
The surrounding chatter, phone conversations, Li Yang could hear clearly.
He had Tier Two Mental Power, he had a grasp of everything around him.
He sipped the martini silently, pondering who tonight's lucky one would be.
At this moment, the surrounding sounds softened, as if something diverted their attention.
Li Yang looked up towards the entrance of the bar.
It was two youthful and beautiful women, very pretty, quite familiar.
The two women ordered drinks at the bar and kept glancing toward Li Yang, whispering about something.
After a while, the two women walked towards Li Yang with drinks in hand, sitting down in front of him.
Li Yang frowned slightly.
He liked quiet, didn't like to be disturbed, especially while thinking.
The woman softly inquired:
"Are you, Li Yang?"
The voice was very soft and coy.
Li Yang was taken aback, scrutinizing the woman in front of him.
Wearing a white T-shirt, faded tight jeans.
Somewhat familiar, but definitely unacquainted.
He had no friends.