Zhao An''an is a Chinese on Anlu island.

    His ancestors fled overseas in order to avoid the war during the Chinese war. They wandered all the way to Anlu island in the South Pacific. They thought it would be a paradise, but they were buried in a different place.

    The local residents are very exclusive of outsiders. His grandfather was persecuted and killed by the local residents at the beginning.

    With the international integration of pasar islands, although the economy has not developed much, the western human rights democracy has been learned. Of course, it is also good. At least Zhao An''an is no longer worried that he will end up with his grandfather.

    But living doesn''t mean you can live well. He was 40 years old and went to the United States to study, but when he returned to his current motherland, he was still discriminated against by the local people and couldn''t even get a decent job.

    The total number of local residents in the pasar islands is only 5 million. They mainly rely on fishing for a living. Zhao returned to China safely and was even rejected as a fisherman on a fishing boat.

    No job means no income, and his life is particularly embarrassed. Whenever he sees his daughter lying in the hospital bed, this suffering mood is even stronger.

    Night fell.

    In a dilapidated earthen house in the residential area of Anlu island.

    "Dad, did you finish work so early today?"

    On the shabby hospital bed in the house, an 11-year-old girl smiled when she saw her father coming back.

    The girl''s face showed an unhealthy pallor. It seemed that it took great effort to say such a sentence.

    "Well," said Zhao An''an, looking at his daughter lying in the hospital bed. Although he was very painful, he still forced himself to say, "today''s work is over early."

    With that, there was a smile on his wrinkled face, but even the twelve year old Zhao ziyue could see the taste of reluctance.

    "Look what Dad brought you back?" Zhao An''an turned his head slightly and took out the grilled fish wrapped in tin foil from his arms.

    Zhao ziyue sniffed his nose and showed a happy look on his face; "It''s roast fish!"

    Zhao An''an looked at his pale daughter''s naive smile and his eyes were wet. He handed over the roast fish and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes while his daughter was not paying attention.

    God, if I can save my daughter, I am willing to give everything! He prayed and wailed in his heart!

    Outside, Fang Cheng looked at the dilapidated earthen house with broken windows.

    "Is it here? Yunmeng." He asked into his cell phone.

    "That''s it, Fang Cheng." A sweet voice came from the mobile phone, which is Fang Cheng''s exclusive artificial intelligence, Yunmeng.

    "Yes."

    Fang Cheng gave a sound and knocked at the door.

    "Dong Dong Dong."

    Zhao An''an was startled when he heard the knock outside the door. His grandfather was knocked open by a group of people in the dark, and then beaten to death by local residents.

    At this time, he heard a knock at the door in the dark, which naturally made him feel frightened.

    "Who... Who?" Zhao An''an blocked his daughter behind him and summoned up the courage to shout.

    "Is Mr. Zhao at home? I''m from Yuncheng biotechnology."

    Yuncheng biotechnology? Hearing the answer outside the door, Zhao an''s heart moved. Of course, he had heard the name Yuncheng biology. These two days, there is a rich man on the island who wants to invest, which has been widely spread.

    But unlike those stupid Islanders, Zhao An''an is highly educated. He knows that the name of this newly established company is also the only company on the island, which is called Yuncheng biotechnology.

    He also knows that there is a well-known international technology company called Yuncheng intelligent technology. Although the information on the island is relatively closed, there are still some channels to understand these international news.

    But the education level of local residents is too low to pay attention to these things.

    Thinking of this, Zhao took a deep breath and opened the door.

    As the door opened, a young man with short hair stood at the door. The young man was very tall. He estimated that he was more than half a head higher than himself. More importantly, the young man in front of him was also a Chinese. Seeing this, Zhao An''an was relieved.

    "Hello, I''m Fang Cheng, the founder of Yuncheng biotechnology." Fang Cheng looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and took the initiative to reach out.

    "Zhao is safe."

    Zhao An''an rubbed his hands, stretched out his dark right hand, and his palm was covered with calluses.

    After shaking hands with Fang Cheng, Zhao An''an looked carefully at the young and disgraceful young man in front of him. Is he the rich man?

    "Are you looking for me?" Zhao asked cautiously.

    "Can I borrow a step?"

    Fang Cheng glanced at the girl behind Zhao An''an. She was 12 or 13 years old, but she had leukemia. According to Yunmeng''s data, if she couldn''t find a suitable bone marrow within three months, she might not be able to survive.

    "OK." Zhao An''an looked at his daughter behind him and nodded.

    They went to a quiet place outside the house.

    "What can I do for Mr. Fang?" After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Jianan asked.

    "I heard that Mr. Zhao''s daughter has leukemia." Fang Cheng didn''t answer his question and asked a rhetorical question.

    After hearing this, Zhao An''an''s face changed.

    After a while, Zhao safely nodded.

    "I want to make a deal with Mr. Zhao."

    "What deal?"

    "I can help you treat your daughter''s illness, but I need something from you." Fang Cheng''s voice is a little erratic.

    But when Zhao An''an heard this sentence, it was like a drowning man grabbed the last straw. He hurried forward, grabbed Fang Cheng''s wrist and said, "can you help me cure my daughter''s disease?"

    Fang Cheng looked at him and didn''t speak.

    Zhao An''an saw Fang Cheng''s face and knew that he was too reckless. He quickly released his hand: "sorry, I..."

    Fang Cheng waved his hand and said he didn''t care.

    "How are you thinking?" Fang Cheng asked.

    Zhao An''an''s face suddenly became ferocious, his forehead was blue and his teeth were clenched: "as long as I can cure my daughter, I am willing to do anything."

    He had given up, because he knew that this was the only chance to treat his daughter. He had no money. He couldn''t think of any reason for this man to deceive himself.

    "What do you want me to do?" Zhao an stared at Fang Cheng nervously.

    "I want your soul." In the dark, Fang Cheng used a little spiritual induction, and his voice seemed a little seeping in the dark night.

    Zhao An''an trembled with fear and said, "as long as you can save my daughter, even if you want my life."

    Fang Cheng looked at the weak but great man in front of him. For the first time, he felt a little mean.

    the second day.

    Fang Cheng got a man who was absolutely loyal to him, and Zhao An''an also got a sufficient treatment fee for his daughter.

    Although Fang Cheng took advantage of others'' danger, the casting conditions of soul slavery are really harsh, because it cannot be resisted by the caster, otherwise the spell of soul slavery will not succeed and will only tear up the souls of ordinary people.

    This is also the reason why Fang Cheng thinks this spell has chicken ribs. Casting a spell on an ordinary person may not be successful. What is not chicken ribs?

    But the effect of soul enslavement is absolutely terrible. It is different from Fang Cheng''s use of soul card to control Renault. Being controlled by soul card only controls the life and death of the accused, but can''t control their will.

    Different from the soul slave, he wholeheartedly obeys the master and sincerely believes that the master''s orders and interests are above everything. For the master, you can lose all your bottom line. But at the same time, his consciousness is clear. Except for his loyalty to the master, there is no difference from before.

    "Later, you help me look after the establishment of the laboratory on the island, and Yunmeng will help you." Fang Cheng gave an order.

    "Yes, master." Zhao Jingan said seriously.

    "In the future, you don''t have to call me master. Just call me boss."

    "Yes, boss."

    Fang Cheng looked at Zhao An''an respectfully and nodded. The biological laboratory has begun to be built, but it is estimated that it will take some time for it to be fully built. Next, there are the scientific researchers in the laboratory and the production problems of Merlot pharmaceutical to be solved.

    Fang Cheng rubbed his forehead, and there were more and more things.