The general manager is very excited. Once this medicine is completed, it will be sold at a sky-high price, not to mention cultivating dead soldiers.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Xin. I don't know when mass production will be possible."
The skinny weirdo smiled, revealing his rotten teeth.
"Mass production? Impossible."
"Why?"
"The new pills are too powerful. After taking them, the experimental subjects will not be able to control their own power. There is a high probability that they will have epileptic seizures that will last until death!!"
"Ah! Then...then this medicine is defective. How can we say that it has been developed?"
The skinny weirdo said: "Of course it's done, but it's just missing an important ingredient to allow the experimental subject to control its own power!"
"What ingredients."
"Salt essence!"
The general manager almost spit out blood.
Although I knew that this raw material must be unusual, I didn’t expect it to be a resource of the level of salt essence!
The consumption of salt essence is very large. In any high-end cuisine, adding a small amount of salt essence can greatly enhance the taste.
All the salt essence production technology in the entire human world is in the hands of the four major salt merchants. Only those organizations with a long history can establish contact with the four major salt merchants and have the qualification to purchase.
That’s right, it’s just a purchase qualification.
If you want to buy salt essence, you also need to participate in the pre-sale and auction.
Moreover, each force has a limit, which fluctuates based on the purchase volume in previous years, and must not exceed 115% of the previous one.
And underground organizations like the Sky Thieves Alliance don’t even have the qualifications to purchase!
The general manager said with difficulty: "How much salt essence is needed!"
"The more, the merrier."
"Rub... Um, Mr. Xin, I mean how many pills are needed."
The skinny weirdo didn't care at all about the general manager's rudeness and said casually: "At least 0.5 grams. If the effect is guaranteed, one gram."
"one gram?"
The general manager has a heartache, salt essence is extremely rare on the black market, and even if it is available, it is priced astronomically.
Each organization doesn’t have enough for itself, so how can it be sold?
"Okay! One gram, one gram!"
"I will activate the intelligence network of the Heavenly Thieves Alliance right away and capture all the salt spirits on the market!"
The general manager returned to the Tianpi League headquarters in Shangcheng District and immediately told the story about the search for salt essence.
The door was knocked open with a bang.
A tall and muscular figure appeared from it.
"Who dares to come to the Heavenly Thieves Alliance to act wild!"
"Guard, hurry up and get the guard! Call the city guard!"
Unlike the chaos among the clerks, the general manager remained calm and looked very dignified.
"Who are you……"
"Can't you recognize it?"
"This voice... you! Are you Haru????"
The general manager couldn't hold back any longer, his eyes widened, and he was completely unable to connect the handsome guy in front of him with that damn fat man.
Haru stepped on the table with his big feet and said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "I'm here to settle my salary."
"Then... where are the heads of Mo Du and Bruce? That's not important, where are the rainbow fruits!"
As long as there are rainbow fruits, more than half of the association's expenses can be recovered.
"No, your information is wrong."
"Mission failed?"
The general manager put on an expression that had nothing to do with him, lay down on the office chair and spread his hands and said: "Mr. Haru, there is no reward for failure in the mission. In fact, our contract is very clear."
As he said that, he pointed to the huge safe beside him.
The entire safe is welded with molybdenum-nickel alloy. Even if a cannonball cannot blast it open, it can be said to be very safe.
Only the general manager knows the location of the key.
Haru shook his finger and said, "No one can blame me!"
As he spoke, he punched the safe, causing the thick wall to shatter.
The safe is really strong, and even if it is knocked into another office building, it can still remain intact.
At this time, a group of people rushed in from the door, each wearing breastplates and holding muskets.
The City of Progress Guards are the most elite armed forces of the City of Progress, equipped with the most advanced flintlock guns and matching breastplates.
The leading young general shouted: "Who dares to cause trouble here and wants to be shot?"
"Who the hell are you! How dare you... Haru!!!!"
The ghost of the young general is emerging. In the city of progress, who doesn't know Haru's name?
Even if I risk my life today, no one will avenge me.
The group of soldiers behind looked like they had seen a ghost and ran away faster than they came in.
"Ha...Master Haru, I..."
"roll!"
"Hey, okay!"
The little general was so happy that he squatted down, hugged his legs, and really rolled out.
The general manager's brows were twitching. He had been playing with rules and tactics for so long that he had forgotten the horror of the beast in front of him.
Haru picked up a mirror and said leisurely: "Is this face not fierce enough? It will prevent you from the crisis of your life?"
As he spoke, a faint murderous intention emerged.
The general manager seemed to recall some horrific memories and had goosebumps all over his body!
"Wait...wait a minute! I'll pay you!"
The murderous intention disappeared immediately, and the general manager knelt on the ground and gasped for air.
"Do you want to take a breather? My patience is limited."
The general manager issued the invoice, but was still unwilling to accept it and said: "Mr. Haru's strength is all used to intimidate the employer. The task..."
"Intimidation?"
"I won't kill you just for the sake of money."
Haru's eyes flashed fiercely and he continued: "Your mission information never mentioned that there are superpowers above level 50 in the Shizhen Association!"
"Level 50???"
According to information, there are 8 ministers in the Sejin Association with levels ranging from 15 to 18.
4 food hunters at level 20-24.
President Xifeng's strength is extremely high, it is speculated that he is above level 35.
At level 35, if you use all your strength, it only takes a few minutes to destroy a village of ten thousand people. It can defeat conventional troops in minutes. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a humanoid battleship.
And level 50...that is already a realm of ghosts and gods beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Haru took the money and a smile appeared on his face: "I advise you not to provoke Shi Zhen Xie."
"Wait a moment!"
"Um?"
"I have another task for you!"
"Haha, you are still looking for me?"
The general manager licked his lips and said, "Unfortunately, I don't know anyone stronger than you."
"Tell me about the mission."
"Salt essence, find me salt essence, the more the better!"
This time the general manager paid attention and said in advance: "After I find it, I will pay you 4,500 beli for every gram!"
This is the price listed on the black market, but the actual transaction price must be more than that, at least more than 6,000 beli.
Bailey's purchasing power is very high, one sixteenth of a Bailey can buy a pound of grain.
One kilogram of high-quality meat only costs a quarter of a pele.
Haru looked at the check worth millions of Baileys in his hand and said, "Since it's so refreshing to give the money this time, OK."