In a super battleship with a flowing cold metallic sheen, Zhong Yong, a representative of the big chaebols, said, "Send a portion of the immortality elixir I use to Xiao Chen."
A middle-aged man was a little hesitant when he heard this and said, "Is it the elixir of immortality... or the elixir of health?"
He was afraid that the old man would make a mistake. The former was extremely valuable and required the collection of various exotic minerals and rare herbs across the starry sky. The refining process was extremely difficult and it would easily become waste liquid.
It cannot be mass-produced, has always been in high demand but priceless, and will eventually only end up in the hands of a few super-rich people. Even if a few of these medicines end up on the black market, they will only be sold at sky-high prices that people would admire.
Although Zhong Yong was skinny and had sparse white hair, he was very imposing and his every word and action was unquestionable. When he glanced over, the middle-aged man immediately broke out in sweat.
"I'll arrange it right away." The middle-aged man lowered his head and said quickly.
Zhong Yong told him not to be nervous and waved his hand for him to leave.
"Do you think so highly of Chen Yongjie? But he probably won't survive." A gray-haired old man at the side spoke up. He was Zhong Yong's second son, Zhong Changming.
Zhong Yong said calmly: "To make a good connection, one must know how to be grateful."
Zhong Changming was slightly surprised. Was his father becoming more and more soft-hearted in his old age? In any case, facing his always strong father, he could only nod his head.
Zhong Yong added: “I mean, after delivering the liquid medicine in public, those who practice the old technique should know how to be grateful.”
Zhong Changming was speechless, and after a moment he said, "Are you more optimistic about the old way of magic?"
“It’s hard to say whether it’s promising or not. We dug out some seeds of tiger and wolf medicine from the ruins, which can obviously strengthen the old techniques. Who knows what else we can discover in the future.” Zhong Yong said.
Zhong Changming asked: "How about sending some things to Xinshu Road as well?"
Old Zhong shook his head and said, "Didn't I give them a sum of money? Don't give them anything. From now on, I will directly dig out the latest research results of new technologies from within their company at a sky-high price."
Then he said calmly: "Power must always be in your own hands. This is a simple truth that is irrefutable in any era. I will add one more thing to my will. In addition to everything you already have, if you want to become an heir, you must also pay great attention to the extraordinary field. The Zhong family must always be at the forefront!"
Then, Zhong Yong said earnestly, "It may not seem like much now, but what if a mythical creature appears in a few decades or hundreds of years? Among the descendants of the Zhong family, someone must maintain the advantage and become the leader in this field. It doesn't matter if I'm old and don't have many years to live, but you must plan ahead to avoid regrets in the future, falling from the top of the pyramid and having to rely on others' faces."
Zhong Changming suddenly became extremely serious, but deep down he was also complaining that his father was good in every way, but his words were not sincere.
His old father was extremely greedy for the world and extremely afraid of death. Since twenty years ago, he had been critically ill several times, but each time he managed to find a life-extending method at great cost and survived until now, even outliving his eldest son, the first heir.
Zhong Changming sighed. He estimated that he would not be able to survive his old father. He decided not to give up the position of heir and let the next generation fight for it.
A very pretty girl walked in. She was able to come and go here freely, and it was obvious that she was deeply loved by Zhong Yong.
When the girl smiled, her big eyes seemed to speak, and she looked even prettier. She said, "Don't worry, great grandfather. The expedition team I organized will definitely dig up that earth fairy grass for you, and make you live 500 years longer. I have recently found a few very powerful people, and they will be gathered together in the near future."
Zhong Changming sighed in his heart, kid, if you can really pick the Earth Immortal Grass, you and your brothers should not think about that position. The old man will keep holding on and will outlast you all!
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This is just a microcosm, chaebols and major organizations are all similar!
"What happened?" Aoki was extremely anxious. Seeing a small flying ship falling, he rushed over and asked his master about his current condition.
"The situation is very grim. Upon examination, it was found that all of Lao Chen's internal organs were covered with cracks. If they were to be separated, they would break into hundreds of pieces." Qian Lei from the relevant department came. He had been to the underground experimental site in Daxinganling with Qingmu and Wang Xuan.
He seriously informed them of the situation and said that all existing methods were useless because there were still mysterious lightning entangled in Lao Chen's five internal organs. If some measures were really taken, his five internal organs might explode on the spot.
Aoki's face was pale and he felt weak all over. If the most advanced medical treatment nowadays was useless, then his master would really have no way to survive.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, Qian Lei received a call and came back to tell Qingmu a good news. The Zhong family, a super chaebol, sent a dose of elixir of life. Although it could not bring the dead back to life, it stabilized Lao Chen's condition.
"Isn't it more valuable than the life-saving medicine that we still have on the way?" Wu Yin asked in a low voice.
Wu Chenglin nodded and said, "This is really the style of old man Zhong Yong, who believes in giving and getting. If Old Chen can't hold on, I guess old man Zhong will have someone send him a elegiac couplet written by himself. Now that all the people who practice the old art are gathered together, they will definitely remember his kindness."
Wu Yin: “…”
Old Wu added: "Of course, he must have appeased the Xinshu side."
Wu Yin whispered, "I just want to see how long he can live."
Soon, Qian Lei told Qingmu that after a consultation with a group of medical experts, they all agreed that Old Chen could last for two days after taking the elixir of life.
Old Wu stepped forward at the right time to tell Qingmu that the Wu family had also sent a powerful medicine, which was half as effective as the elixir of life.
"That is to say, Old Chen can still hold on for two or three days." Wang Xuan's frown relaxed slightly, and he pulled Qingmu aside and whispered in an inaudible voice: "I have an ancient method that you can try. Now is the time to test you. Use all your connections to ask for help from relevant departments and look for ancient artifacts related to ascension to heaven, such as relics, Taoist golden bones, and relics of pre-Qin alchemists... Search for them with all your strength! If there is really nothing, dig out the shabby stone caves and floor tiles related to the legends of the immortals. In short, try to move as many as you can find together."
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