"…What a sharp-nosed bunch they are." William Green slowly opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, not only had he sent the email out of thin air to the other party's inbox, but he had also observed the entire meeting through the lobby's cameras. And this was precisely one of his abilities.

The moment he awakened, William Green not only understood the way demons survive, but also instinctively grasped the abilities he possessed. Simply put, demonic powers can be divided into two main types. The first is "Deception," which is both the core and an ability all demons possess. For example, invading dreams, constructing illusions, or creating time-limited objects and phantasms, with the corresponding increase in willpower consumption.

Especially when it comes to creating real objects—on Earth, where willpower is scarce, using this is almost suicide. If he hadn't discovered the surging willpower of another world, he might never have been able to use this ability.

The other type, however, is a power unique to him, which is also the mark that distinguishes each awakened demon. The power William Green gained allows him to easily enter the internet, turning those illusory electronic pathways into channels and doors that can be intuitively understood.

The first time he used this power, even he marveled at the tide of progress, because even demons were keeping up with the times.

He called this ability "Cyber Eye."

And he himself was the first cyber demon of the 21st century.

Chapter 9: Heterochromatic Eyes

The consumption of using his unique power is far less than that of his core power, and it's also the lifeline that has allowed him to survive until now. It was precisely by relying on the ability of the Cyber Eye that William Green decided to use the first trial run of the Paradise on the Heart of the Ocean cruise ship. A few simple emails sent through the Caribbean Company's system created the illusion of a secret gathering open only to the wealthy. Although he sent out seven invitations, only four people showed up in the end, but he believed that it wouldn't be long before word of the Paradise spread throughout the upper circles. At the same time, while browsing Joe James's inbox, William Green naturally noticed traces of an Interpol investigation. Originally, he didn't take this seriously—after all, all the personas were fictional, and he wasn't worried about being traced. However, after signing a contract with Judy, he realized this might be an opportunity, so he decided to send the email directly to the Asian branch's inbox.

Taking all the factors into account, William Green concluded that the investigators would definitely take the bait. Although the final result was roughly as he expected, the process deviated—he hadn't anticipated that the animated email and the ppt registration form he casually made would become the flaw.

"Maybe I really should set up a logistics department for the Paradise." William Green mused. Now he had over four million US dollars on hand, with traceable sources and legal channels. Some ideas that had previously remained in the realm of fantasy now had the capital to be realized.

Of course, he knew this part of things had to be handled with extreme caution.

The more traces left in the world, the greater the risk of exposure.

At present, his greatest advantage was concealment. Demonic powers sound incredible, but in a direct confrontation, he wasn't much stronger than an ordinary person, so maintaining the mystery of his identity was essential.

The good news was, he had also gained willpower here.

After withdrawing from the other world, William Green was surprised to find that the first batch of Paradise participants, after having their thrill-seeking needs satisfied, actually returned a bit of willpower to him—about fifty in total. Although compared to his gains on the other side this was just a bonus, it was undoubtedly a good sign. In the past, he'd toiled on Earth for ages without earning this much willpower, but this time, each person provided more than ten points on average. He couldn't help but marvel at the strangeness of fate.

Clearly, this was absolutely related to the four having entered the other world.

And fifty willpower was enough for him to create a substitute that could exist for half a day.

Plus, there were none of those bizarre and unpredictable beings on Earth, so overall, it was much safer than the other world.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, a rapid knocking at the door interrupted William Green's thoughts.

He stood up and looked toward the entryway. The knocking not only didn't stop, but became even more urgent. "Wild Group Delivery! Boss, your food is here!"

William Green couldn't help but roll his eyes. He walked to the door and opened it. "Alright, alright, I'm coming. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I've got several more orders to deliver, not like you, boss—" He glanced at the mountain of takeout boxes and household trash piled by the door. "All you have to do is reach out and grab your food. See? Not late—"

He was closing the order and seemed about to mutter a few more words when his voice suddenly froze.

"What's wrong?" William Green frowned.

This was an old apartment complex, and the hallway lighting was a bit dim. Right at the boundary between light and shadow, he saw a flash of fear appear on the other man's face. If it weren't for the delivery guy's abrupt pause, he wouldn't have noticed this subtle change.

"Man, boss, you do cosplay too? That makeup is pretty good." The delivery guy quickly returned to normal, shook his head self-deprecatingly, and turned to go down the stairs. "Next time, open the door sooner!"

Cosplay? What's this about now?

William Green closed the door in confusion, thought for a moment, and then walked into the bathroom.

He turned on the light and looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end.