Chapter 135: Accumulating wealth is more like a bug
Bai had already thought about how to deal with Herbert Griffin. He discussed his ideas with Nan Qi and the teacher this morning. Mellon has been too busy recently, so he doesn't know yet.
"Let's not deal with Herbert Griffin for now. We should focus on surveillance," Bai Dao said. "With the underground lab suddenly taken down, Herbert Griffin is probably more panicked than anyone else. He'll definitely try something to save himself."
"Whether we seek help from the higher-ups or hook up with the new lab, we will gain something." Nan Qi came over with a plate of cookies.
When Mellon saw the cookies, his eyes lit up. He immediately threw away the half-eaten apple, took the plate of cookies and placed it in front of him. He ate them one by one, relishing their sweetness.
Nan Qi looked at him in surprise: "Didn't you eat?"
Mellon stuffed too much food in one mouthful, swallowed it with difficulty, and then let out a sigh: "I've barely had a proper meal this past month. Even if the nutritional supplements are made of natural ingredients, they're not as good as delicious meals."
Mellon shook his head as he ate, thinking how difficult it was to go from extravagant to frugal. Ever since they met Nan Qi, all sorts of delicious food had emerged one after another, and various ingredients had been tested and entered the production and research and development stage.
The company that Bai founded privately and in which they invested made a lot of money because of Nan Qi, and accumulated some wealth for their future plans.
Oh, by the way, Nan Qi doesn’t know that Bai is the biggest boss of Xueais Company, so he has to keep it secret.
As for when Bai said that, it was none of his business these days, it was just a hobby between the couple.
In just two months, many new varieties of food appeared on the Empire's dining tables. Most of these varieties could be grown in the Empire's soil, and their seeds were improved by the Xueais Company and planted in large quantities.
Nothing can be seen for crops with a long harvest time, but those with a short harvest time have already entered the harvest period. It can be seen that the improvement has been very successful and has greatly alleviated the problem of food crop shortage in the empire.
With more food, fruits, and vegetables, prices would naturally fall. Finance Minister Love Cecil prohibited Xueais from listing large quantities of agricultural products, citing the possibility of disrupting the empire's existing agricultural economic system.
This offended Agriculture Secretary Job Kirk.
Job Kirk is an old man over 200 years old. Although he is a male insect with a bad temper, he doesn't care whether he offends the insects as long as he can make the insects eat better and fuller.
The old man rushed straight to the Ministry of Finance and slammed the table in front of Love Cecil, pointed at Love Cecil's nose and called him a fool, and even brought this to the attention of the Insect King Hoover Walker.
Hoover Walker has been able to sit on the throne of the Insect King for over a hundred years, so he is certainly not a fool.
He had long felt that Love Cecil was becoming increasingly powerful, and with some people eyeing his position, he urgently needed political achievements to consolidate his position. He directly agreed to Job Kirk's proposal to give the Snow Ace Company a green channel so that agricultural products could pass the review more quickly and be served on people's tables.
Not only did he give Love Cecil a slap in the face, but he also won the favor of the people.
This was considered a great political achievement given to the Insect Emperor for nothing. In Bai's faction, there were some insects who didn't know the reason and just hated that the Insect Emperor was too lucky.
Bai only sneered after hearing this. No matter how much the Insect Emperor did, it would be useless. As long as his experiments were exposed, no political achievements could save him.
Besides, it was Nan Qi who discovered the crops, and it was Xueais Company under his name that was responsible for improving the crops. With the support of Mr. Job from the Ministry of Agriculture, there was no need to worry about not being able to tear off the hypocritical face of the Insect King.
As for why Mr. Jobs helped them, it was naturally because Mr. Jobs was Mellon's maternal grandfather, and the old man also had a fair heart.
When the green channel started, the prices of new agricultural products were not expensive and various reports were complete, so the insects felt relieved.
When the insects eat well, they will be in a better mood, healthier, and more motivated to work.
In order to avoid wasting fruits and vegetables, some people learn how to cook them. If they cook well, they will want to show off. Therefore, many food bloggers have emerged on the live broadcast platform to teach everyone how to cook.
Various restaurants have become more popular because their ingredients are more abundant and the prices are not as expensive as before.
In the past, food stores made money because the ingredients were too expensive and scarce, but now more people choose to cook their own food. The ingredients are indeed cheaper, and sales have increased, so the owners are happy every day.
Apart from some impact on nutritional supplements, no other industry was affected.
The emergence of various crops suitable for cultivation on the empire's land has allowed many low-level insects to find another way to make a living - farming.
In the interstellar age, machinery is advanced, farming is not tiring, and there is a market. Many insects who are in poverty for various reasons choose to open up wasteland and farm.
Land reclamation requires national procedures, and Mr. Job suggested that the country set up a new land department to specifically plan land cultivation.
In the past, the empire did not have large-scale planting, and major companies had to buy land for planting themselves. This certainly does not apply to ordinary people.
This proposal was opposed by many people and it took more than half a month of arguing before a result was reached.
It is possible to reclaim wasteland and to farm the land, but taxes need to be paid. As for the specific amount, there was another round of arguing with people banging the table and making red faces, and finally the price was set at 200 star coins per acre.
This price is acceptable to most insects, and they can spend some more money to rent machines and buy fertilizers.
Xueais Company will regularly broadcast live to popularize knowledge related to farming. Insects are not stupid. As long as they are diligent, they can grow crops well.
Banks took the opportunity to launch agricultural loans. Some banks were bold enough to provide unsecured loans for less than 100,000 star coins, as long as the applicant had no criminal record and a clean bank account.
Of course, most bank loans have requirements, and the insects must have items that can be collateralized, such as a house.
But no matter what, the insects had new jobs, the empire had new taxes, the crops matured and flowed into the market, driving the market economy. Even the nutrient manufacturers who had suffered setbacks quickly launched pure natural nutrient products to trick those rich insects.
Mellon was one of the rich people who was cheated. He thought that pure natural nutritional supplements would taste better than synthetic ones, but facts proved that he was wrong.
Mellon was so angry that he wanted to curse. The raw materials have been upgraded, but the taste can’t be upgraded?
In reality, Mellon had wrongly blamed the nutritional supplement manufacturer. The manufacturer had already upgraded the flavor, and because the ingredients were genuine, the taste was even better. It was really Mellon's mouth that had become corrupted by Nan Qi's feeding.
While eating, Melon complained about the suffering he had endured in the past month. Bai and Nan Qi looked at each other and both laughed.
Nan Qi: "I'll make something delicious tonight. You can stay for dinner. Call Lunke and the others over too. I'll make more."
"I've been waiting for you to say that!" Mellon's eyes lit up, he put down the cookies and went to contact his brothers.
At this time, Sly came down from upstairs. It had been three weeks since he last injected the drug secretly.
Time has proven that the medicine improved by Pu Bo is not only much simpler to inject, but also does not need to be injected into the brain, and only needs to be injected into the muscle.
The side effects have also been reduced a lot. I no longer feel like my body is on fire, and it doesn't feel like I've taken an aphrodisiac. I can ignore the soreness in my injected arm, it's as if I hadn't injected the drug at all.
Most importantly, the potency period is extended.
In the past, they had to be injected once a week. When the injection time was approaching, they would bleed from all seven orifices and have a high fever. If they were not injected with the medicine, they would die tragically in various ways.
Now, it's been three weeks since that injection, and none of them have had that attack.
In addition, Slang said that he felt his mental strength was more solid, but Sli did not feel it, so they were not sure whether it was the effect of the potion.
He just told Pu Bo all his feelings. Pu Bo began to retreat with the data he had extracted from them in the past few days, and improved the medicine again.
The Imperial Research Institute's experiments failed one after another because the unknown ingredients in the medicine were not enough to support the maturity of the experimental subjects.
Therefore, the safe and effective blue powder will be used less and less. In order to avoid waste, Pu Bo’s main research direction is how to retain the efficacy of the medicine as much as possible after it is injected into the body.
Improvements have been made in this regard before, so twins can receive one injection and then not need to be injected again for three weeks.
Because they hadn't received any injections in the past three weeks, Pu Bo asked Nan Qi to keep an eye on the twins and notify him immediately if they showed any symptoms. So, seeing Sly coming downstairs, Nan Qi frowned slightly: "Has it had an attack?"
Sly was startled, then shook his head: "No."
He looked a little confused, his Adam's apple moving, and said, "Slang seems to have a cold. He has a runny nose and a sore throat."
"Have you caught a cold?" Nan Qi stood up and walked towards the cabinet in the living room. "I have all kinds of cold medicine here. When Pu Bo comes, ask him which one is right for him."
Sly stopped him: "No, no."
"No?" Nan Qi was confused. "It's not a cold? Just similar symptoms? Is it a side effect of the medicine? Then I'll contact Pu Bo and have him come over right away."
"No, no." Sly stopped him again.
Nan Qi stopped dialing and looked at Si Li in confusion: "What... do you want to say?"
Sly blinked, and after a few seconds, he said, "I'm just wondering why Slang caught a cold."
"???" Mellon, who had just returned from contacting his brothers, was also stunned. "Why do you think it's strange that Slang has a cold? Don't you guys have colds?"
Sly nodded solemnly.
Nan Qi, Bai, and Meilong: "Huh???"
An hour later, Pu Bo brought Slang up from the basement. Sli quickly made room for Slang, who was sneezing and having a runny nose, and then looked at Pu Bo.
Pu Bo sat down and took a sip of water before speaking, "It's true you caught a cold. You said you never caught a cold before, so I have two ideas. First, this symptom is a side effect of the medicine."
Silang shook his head and denied the first idea: "It shouldn't be. If it is, my brother should have the same symptoms."
Sly nodded. He was fine, nothing.
"Then let's listen to the second idea." Pu Bo called up three types of data, and a virtual screen hung in the air.
Pu Bo said: "I compared the data before and after the injection and the physical examination of Silang just now and found that several data have changed."
The insects looked over and saw that the items with data changes changed color. Among them, mental power, muscle strength, degree of brain mutation, and pain tolerance all changed to varying degrees.
Mental strength and muscle strength increased, which proved that Slang was stronger, and pain tolerance decreased, which meant that Slang was more able to perceive pain.
In addition to these changes, the degree of brain mutation in Slang has also decreased, or more accurately, the degree of brain "lesions" has decreased.
Long-term injections of various drugs, especially the violent mental power in promote02, have caused the twins' brains to suffer from "lesions" to varying degrees.
Pu Bo pointed at the data and said, "Because the 'sickness' has decreased, you've regained some subtle perception. It's not that you weren't sick before, but your brain tricked your body into not feeling it."
Slang thought this statement was reliable. He blew his nose and said in a hoarse voice, "That's good. This way I look more like a bug."
These words made the insects present feel uncomfortable. They were originally insects, but because of the ambitions of certain superiors, they became unlike themselves, like monsters.
Patting Si Lang on the shoulder, Pu Bo found two medicines from the medicine box that Nan Qi brought over and handed them to Si Lang: "Take them according to the instructions, drink plenty of warm water, and avoid staying up late. You must follow the doctor's orders, understand."
"Oh." Silang took the medicine box and played with it in his hands, his eyes shining.
After solving Slang's problem, Pu Bo took Sli to the newly built medical and experimental room in the basement to give Sli a check-up as well.
Slang didn't go with him. Mellon and Carter, who had just woken up and was taking a stroll, accompanied him to the sunroom in the backyard to play controller games.
Nan Qi and Bai went to the kitchen together to prepare the ingredients for tonight.
Nowadays, the variety of ingredients is becoming more and more abundant. Tonight, there are many insects, so it is easier to eat hot pot. Nan Qi carefully prepared both spicy and non-spicy dishes.
After preparing the necessary soup base, Nan Qi turned around and looked at Bai, who was washing vegetables not far from him, with a gentle look in his eyes: "I heard that the joint anti-bandit exercise is about to end. Are you also about to leave the central planet and go to space to fight bandits?"
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