Apocalyptic Heavenly Master's Plane Trading System

She came from an apocalypse, a world forsaken! She acquired an apocalyptic plane trading system, and only by trading with an apocalyptic plane could she survive.

To stay alive, she desperatel...

Chapter 150

To make things easier, Yuan Zhuan's study was equipped with very comprehensive office supplies.

After school, after training with his two friends, Yuan Zhuan went back to his house to draw talismans, drawing them with great skill.

Yuan and his younger brother have now moved into the dormitory in the park. It has two bedrooms and a living room, and is fully equipped. They bought them a desk and a bookcase so that it would be convenient for the two of them to draw talismans, and for Yuan Zhuan to collect their homework.

After the cooperation with the Fu family was established, Yuan Zhuan helped solve things without charging any fees. Of course, Yuan Zhuan could also use the Fu family's resources at any time. The materials needed for drawing talismans no longer required money. Whether it was jade or other materials under the Fu family's name, or even their connections, they could all be used by her.

Wu Tianqing's role with Fu Quan wasn't just about security; he also arranged training for the clan's guards. In short, it was a form of assistance from Yuan Zhuan to the Fu family, since their martial prowess was too low, which was detrimental to the safety of the clan leader and the young clan leader.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle...

The fax machine made a sound.

Yuan Zhuan paused for a moment, then remembered his fax number, which seemed to be known only to Hales.

He put down the talisman brush, got up to look, and sure enough, it was a message from Hales.

The letter stated that the goods preparation was complete, and requested payment of 50% of the total amount, along with a delivery date and address.

With a slight twitch of his brow, Yuan Zhuan pursed his lips in satisfaction; the efficiency was indeed quite good.

Sizzle sizzle...

The fax machine started up again, and this time, the content surprised Yuan Zhuan for a moment.

It was a message from Wu Na, saying that she was grateful for her reminder last time, which helped her avoid huge losses. The cost of this batch of goods was halved as a token of her gratitude.

Wow, is it that valuable?

She really was short of money. This batch of goods cost over 1.2 million RMB, and she was happy to save half the cost.

Meanwhile, Wu Na and Hales were both waiting for Yuan Zhuan's reply.

Yuan Zhuan was lazy, so he wrote both replies on a single sheet of paper.

The answer was also concise and to the point.

Wu Na, holding the fax, teased, "You, the boss, don't use a single superfluous word. You're also very frugal."

"Of course, China is a land of etiquette, and diligence and thrift are traditional Chinese virtues," Hales said, blindly praising his newly recognized boss.

Wu Na rolled her eyes twice. "You might need to wash your brain. Be smarter, or you'll get sold out."

Hales shrugged and tidied up the files on his desk. "Don't even mention selling me. She wants my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, and I have no way to resist." He had told his aunt about the boss's amazing abilities, but Aunt Wuna said he was crazy and that it was a hallucination caused by his drunkenness.

Okay, let's just assume it's an illusion. Anyway, the boss's powerful connections are worth the price. At the very least, he won't have to worry about being assassinated or dying in an accident for the rest of his life. Those talismans are enough to protect him until he dies of old age.

Hales touched the talisman hanging on his chest, looking completely satisfied, which made Wu Na's facial muscles start to twitch.

Unable to bear the sight, Wu Na walked towards the door. "I'll cover half the cost of this shipment. You can settle the bill with my secretary tomorrow."

“Okay, Aunt Wuna.” Hales was not surprised that his aunt would use money, such a dirty thing, to brush off an olive branch. She was a person who was so poor that all she had was money; she had no feelings.

Yuan Zhuan had expected the military to come knocking on his door, but he hadn't anticipated it would happen so quickly.

After all, when those miraculous events are transformed into statements and simplified into reports submitted upwards, everyone who reads them will think that everyone is collectively hallucinating and has been poisoned.

No one knows how things actually turned out, but the fact is that two major generals came to see her in person at her office in the park.

Yuan Zhuan restrained his composure and received the two esteemed figures who had dedicated most of their lives to the country and its people.

“Yuan Zhuan, we’re not forcing you to do anything, but we hope you can prioritize supplying us with peace talismans and defense talismans. It’s purely to give those children fighting for their country and people a better chance of survival. We know the effectiveness of your talismans, having been tested by special forces members. Therefore, we hope you will consider this carefully. We are willing to pay the full market price you want and won’t cause you any trouble…”

With his rugged appearance and tall stature, Major General Jia Tianyou, with his dark face, had extremely deep wrinkles between his brows, showing that he had not rested well for many years and that his blood and qi were very weak. The undisguised aura of merit and bloodlust around him indicated that he was a true iron-blooded soldier.

It wasn't until he mentioned his direct subordinate unit that Yuan Zhuan realized that he was originally from the special forces, having fought his way up to this point. To be alive at this age, having only retired from the front lines a few years ago, meant that he had used up all his luck to be still alive when it was time for his transfer.

Major General Fu Yi, who came with Jia Tianyou, didn't say much, but his gaze towards Yuan Zhuan carried a hint of pleading, and the sadness hidden in his eyes weighed heavily on Yuan Zhuan's heart.

Both of them came from the front lines and earned their achievements with their lives. She saw this clearly.

Therefore, even without looking at their past, she could conclude that they must have endured many hardships, suffered the pain of losing comrades, and been suppressed by some internally conflicting figures, all of which had left them exhausted.

“Okay.” Yuan Zhuan replied without uttering a single unnecessary word.

The two major generals smiled, and Yuan Zhuan smiled too.

After confirming the delivery time for the first batch, Yuan Zhuan saw off the two bigwigs and returned to his office. He sat alone on a stool for a long time, lost in thought, and finally let out a long sigh, feeling extremely conflicted.

Among all living beings, it seems that no one is living a satisfactory life. However, no matter how much they resist, they will eventually unknowingly fulfill their life's responsibilities and missions until death, when they can finally find release from them.

It's fate; there's no escaping it.

However, the army's needs are not small, and she needs help.

"What?! Helpers?!" Yuan Sun exclaimed. "With such high production, it's still not enough?" He and his apprentice had used all their spare time, delivering several hundred units every day, and it still wasn't enough? Who exactly did this big boss sell to? Such a huge demand.

Yuan Zhuan mentioned the military, specifically a relative of a friend who was a high-ranking official.

Yuan Sun gasped. So, in the future, their company has even secured connections with the military?

Is it really that strong?

“I have a few old friends who have established a Celestial Masters organization. We can ask them if they have any suitable people to recruit,” Yuan Sun replied after a moment’s thought.

Yuan Zhuan's eyes lit up. "That would be great. The more people, the better. Of course, the quality must also be guaranteed."

“However…” Yuan Sun glanced at Yuan Zhuan, somewhat hesitant.

"Speak your mind."

"Their talismans aren't very effective, and they don't know how to make defensive or thunderstorm talismans."

Yuan Zhuan: ...

"I can teach you." Don't think she can't understand the expression on someone's face.

All I wanted was to help my friend earn some profit. How stingy!

"Then it's settled." Yuan Sun happily went out.

Yuan Zhuan sighed, holding his forehead.

I have a feeling that this business is getting bigger and bigger, with more and more things to do, and it's becoming more and more complicated. This seems to be quite different from her original intention when she came here.

One word: Tired...

After lunch, Yuan Zhuan rested for an hour as usual before starting his work.

Although I asked Yuan Sun to be faster, I didn't expect him to be this fast.

It was only a little past 5 p.m. when I was getting ready to go home from the park. I could have just left during the day, but I wanted to spend some time with Yuan Zhu this weekend night.

Yuan Sun brought twelve young Taoist priests and three middle-aged Taoist priests—no, one of them was not a Taoist priest, but a Buddhist monk.

"Hello, boss!" the fifteen men shouted at the same time, their voices full of energy. Their bright eyes were practically sparkling, like wolves eyeing meat.

Yuan Zhuan: ...

Looking at the old man Yuan Sun's shrewish appearance, Yuan Zhuan felt that perhaps he had been too hasty.

"Boss, these are all outstanding talents handpicked by my old colleagues. Although they are quite old, their comprehension is top-notch in the industry, and they are all the best in the organization. Their strength and comprehension will definitely satisfy you. The talismans they draw are also quite effective. Teaching them will guarantee twice the result with half the effort."

I rolled my eyes inwardly.

It's fortunate that she never wanted to hide what she had learned; otherwise, if it were someone like her who was obsessed with keeping everything to themselves, she probably would have turned hostile on the spot.

"You can learn my things, but you have to work for me for ten years. Of course, don't worry, you'll be paid according to Yuan Sun Daoren's standards, with a seven-day probationary period." As for whether she was worried about being taken advantage of, or being the kind of person who learns and then leaves, that was absolutely impossible. Even if it were, she had already erased or altered it in his mind. The system had unlocked the Falsehood Removal Talisman at sea, but she hadn't used it yet. She didn't mind setting a precedent and letting her test its effects.

Everyone was taken aback, not expecting a ten-year time limit. They all looked at Yuan Sun, who looked embarrassed. "You didn't say that." His experience of finding his friend was enough for him to brag about for the rest of his life. As soon as they heard that they could learn the lost talisman, those old guys were like cats seeing fish, shamelessly promising a bunch of benefits, and they gave them to them on the spot.

He had expected Yuan Zhuan to make a request, but he hadn't anticipated that the process would take so long, which he found hard to accept.

“I’ll add a Wind Control Talisman. As you all know, the defensive and protective talismans aren’t the ones you currently control. Mine are all ancient techniques, long lost in the industry. If you want to learn them, I won’t hold back, but I can’t let you lose out either, as the cycle can’t be changed. Working for me is just like going to a regular job, except you won’t change jobs. Do you not work normally? Don’t you need to support your families? You get paid from me and can learn new ancient talismans. Isn’t that more worthwhile than your current jobs?” After analyzing the pros and cons, everyone wavered, whispering among themselves, struggling with their own thoughts.

"However, it's not impossible to terminate the project early, but the reason must be legitimate, such as death. I won't force you to do so. If you leave without permission, I won't hurt anyone. At most, I'll just put the ancient talisman 'Forget' into your brains."

Everyone: ...

Isn't that a bit ruthless? They even include the legendary character for 'forget'.

"Come on, those who agree, hand over the blood from your fingertips to my little assistants." Yuan Zhuan smiled, and the Yin energy at his fingertips dissipated. At the same time, fifteen small yellow paper figures crawled out of the drawer, floated into the air, and drifted towards everyone.

Everyone: ...a look of horror.

In broad daylight, without any hand gestures or incantations, how could it possess someone?

Yuan Sun secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everyone voluntarily handing over their fingertips of blood.

Fortunately, it was all taken care of.

Of the fifteen people, some had difficulty finding accommodation, so they were provided with lodging in the park. Surprisingly, all twelve young people chose to stay at the park, which surprised Yuan Zhuan.

“They’re just lazy. They’re only concerned with themselves and don’t like going home. They’re lucky if they come home once a year. As long as we’re sure they’re safe and have enough income to support themselves each month, we’re not worried.” That was Yuan Sun’s reply.

Yuan Zhuan is amusing; he has the mindset of a new generation, keeping up with the times.

With more people, Yuan Zhuan had more free time besides teaching and collecting assignments.

However, those who do not plan for the future will inevitably face immediate troubles.

Fu Quan is back, with Wu Tianqing.

The internal conflict within the clan was resolved, but external storms came one after another. No matter how capable Fu Quan was, he was struggling to cope with the numerous enemies, especially since Fu Dong had not been trained and the younger generation within the clan was also quite incapable. He had reached his limit.

These days, in addition to dealing with the assassinations and robberies that are as commonplace as daily meals, they also have to face the overwhelming malice in the business world.

Even though the Fu family has a wide network of connections, it still damaged their foundation.

There were just too many of them. Not only did they relentlessly pursue the Fu family, but they were also willing to sacrifice themselves at the cost of eight hundred lives for eight hundred of their enemies. They were like animals on stimulants, going on a rampage just to tear the Fu family apart.

Therefore, he made a new assessment of the strength and influence of the person who wanted Dongdong's heart.

The result was not as he hoped. Some familiar old friends went into hiding, asking him to find a way to make peace. Otherwise, the Fu family might very well decline and disappear completely from the aristocratic families in the near future.

Fu Quan felt resentment, but was powerless to do anything about it.

Although I know Yuan Zhuan doesn't have much influence in the business world, he is still a junior expert, and perhaps he has some way to help the Fu family get through this crisis. Besides, although the Fu family is currently cooperating on the surface, they are actually dependent on Yuan Zhuan.

So, Yuan Zhuan should be able to help.

"How much have we lost during this period?" Yuan Zhuan asked after a long pause.

"Not counting future losses, the actual losses so far amount to nearly 15.6 million."

Yuan Zhuan: ...

In an era where 100,000 is considered a wealthy number, what does 15.6 million mean?

So much money, just gone like that? Gone down the drain?

Yuan Zhuan looked at Fu Quan with a resentful expression, "You don't seem to care at all? Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Fu Quan lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I don't want to trouble you unless absolutely necessary. After all, you have your own things to do. Besides, the business world is like a battlefield; there are wins and losses, which is normal."

Okay... rich people.

"Make a list of the people who made the sale and the companies behind them." The money should be returned to her exactly as it was transferred, doubled, as compensation for her emotional distress.

“I have brought it. Please take a look.” Fu Quan had come prepared.

Yuan Zhuan was not at all surprised by the schemes of the clan leader.

"Okay, I understand. I'll handle it personally."

After everyone left, Yuan Zhuan began to carefully examine the list of companies and individuals.

Goodness, the address, phone number, private home address, number of family members—it's really detailed! Even the address and phone number of the mistress and illegitimate children are included. Tsk tsk…

This person who has been given power is, I must say, a very capable individual, and his intelligence capabilities are top-notch.

If these people weren't crazy enough to risk everything, they probably wouldn't last long under Fu Quan's control.

The problem is that there are too many forces involved. A haphazard attack can easily defeat a seasoned master, which is no different from a desperate siege.

Qi Ming and Hu Jun were notified of another business trip. They were so excited that they couldn't sleep all night. They arrived at the park entrance early in the morning, even earlier than Yuan Zhuan.

Yuan Zhuan arrived late, close to 10 o'clock.