2081: C2081 The Missing Prescription

C2081 The Missing Prescription

Since the Treasure Hunter Organization had settled down in the Heavenly Abyss City, some nominal rewards would also fall on Jiang Dongqiu's head, and it would be of great benefit to the city's ranking.

Mu Chen secretly checked the corpses of these people, but he did not find anything.

Obviously, the prescription of the Divine Might Sect was not brought along by Yao Feng.

Apassen revealed an indifferent expression and asked casually.

"The medicine to strengthen the body is completely useless. Killing the warriors of the Undead Clan is as easy as flipping my hand."

"Chief, there's something that you don't know, but the formula is very valuable. It's at least worth 100 billion Purple-Golden Dollars."

"Are you kidding?"

Abeson thought that Mu Chen was talking nonsense.

Even a medium-sized martial arts sect would not be able to take out such a large sum of money. It was not just a joke.

Mu Chen's tone became serious as he told him about Yao Feng secretly colluding with the guild alliance.

"The three presidents value the prescription very much. They have spent a lot of manpower and money to compete for it."

"The strengthening of the body is not only about the defense attribute, but also the extension of one's lifespan."

"Does it really have such an effect?"

"A lot of people believe in practical speculations."

In the end, it was true.

The whereabouts of the formula had become a mystery. No one knew the secret stronghold of the warriors of the Undead Clan.

Mu Chen could only silently hope in his heart that he would be able to meet the thief of the highest quality, Yun Wuya, again someday. Perhaps he would be able to get information from his mouth.

The ruins of the Senluo Prison had already turned into a lively construction site.

The bridge would start from this position and extend to the other side.

Even if things went smoothly, the estimated construction period would be more than half a year.

"Does City Lord Mu have anything to guide me?"

"Your work is good. I'm just interested in the bottom of the abyss."

"One misstep and you'll regret it for a thousand years. If you accidentally fall, you won't be able to climb back up alive."

"It's a very troublesome matter to attract this group of workers who don't care about their lives."

The contractor head couldn't help himself but complain.

There would always be a brave man in the face of a great reward.

The wages of these workers were more than ten times higher than usual, so it was quite cost-effective.

After the inspection of the work situation.

Mu Chen summoned the Mutated Iron Wire Worm at the edge of the cliff.

"It shouldn't be a problem to explore the bottom of the abyss, right?"

"No problem."

The clone of the mutated iron threadworm was like an ordinary earthworm. Without any protective measures, it floated down with the wind.

The corrosive effect of the miasma did not have any effect on its clone.

It had condensed the essence of ores and crystals, so the strengthening effect was very exaggerated.

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The river formed by the spatial fragments gave off a weak starlight, and Mu Chen's vision had already become one with the vision of these Mutated Ironthread Worm clones.

"What a beautiful scenery."

"Master, don't be intoxicated. Several of my clones have already been cut apart by the spatial fragments."

"There's no way to defend?"

"The effect of the spatial tear is not like the damage caused by ordinary swords. This is the effect of the natural laws."

No matter how many clones were lost, the strength of the main body of the mutated Iron Thread Worm didn't decrease.

Some of its clones even jumped into the spatial fragments to explore.

In an instant, Mu Chen's mental connection with them was cut off.

It seemed that this method would not work.

"Legend has it that an ancient expert fell here, and his weapon should have fallen below."

"Let me go and search."

Some spatial fragments slowly wriggled to form a river, while some spatial fragments were quietly buried in the soft soil.

No matter which direction the Mutated Iron Wire Worm dug down in, its body would be covered in cuts and bruises.

He even suspected that the weapons of the ancient powerhouses had long been turned into scraps.

Nothing could resist the tearing effect of the spatial laws.

The mutated Iron Wire Worm seemed to be performing a real-life version of a mine-clearing game. It was using its doppelganger to probe the surrounding terrain.

They didn't even last ten minutes before they were completely wiped out.

"No wonder people describe this place as a place of death. It seems that's the case."

"The spatial fragments won't give off any ripples and perfectly merge with the surrounding environment. However, when they come into contact with it, they will be severely injured."

"It's very likely that the body that has been cut into pieces has fallen into another space."

The Mutated Ironthread Worm's words dispelled Mu Chen's thoughts.

There was no need to risk his life to search for treasures.

After leaving the construction site, Mu Chen planned to return to Minglan City in the eastern firmament.

On the way, he would pass by the Holy Region and pay a visit to the sect.

The Metal Master Weapon Factory in the outskirts of the Holy Region was in a bit of a downturn.

If the famous century-old shop was already like this, then there was no need to talk about the other small workshops.1

This was all due to Mu Chen's pressure.

The ice and snow dragon flew across the sky, and Mu Chen stopped here with interest. He pushed open the door and entered to see the situation.

Coincidentally, he saw a familiar figure of Mo Lade.

"City Lord Mu, why do you have the time to come back for a stroll?"

"There should be so many things that you need to deal with."

"Senior, don't joke with me."

"If I am doing a business to make weapons and equipment, I can't help but ask for your advice."

Mu Chen's attitude was very respectful, but he did not dare to put on airs in front of these craftsmen, which could also be considered as respecting his master.

Murad washed his hands and lived his life in comfort. He was not particularly concerned about the matters of the factory.

The wealth that he had accumulated on normal days was enough for the entire family to spend for several lifetimes.

His Mu Chen chatted as he walked around the factory, exchanging his experiences in making weapons and equipment.

"Customers customize products according to their needs is actually a difficult and unappealing matter."

"Although the profit at a single price is high, it doesn't last long. It can be considered a one-hit deal."

"To think of a way to mass produce to increase efficiency, this is respecting the rules of commercial operations."

This point of view couldn't be approved by Morat.

His target was socialites. He could get economic profits and complicated connections at the same time.

It would have a profound impact on the development of the factory.

"I'm making weapons and equipment like work of art. Every piece has to be perfect."

"Even the slightest difference in quality can have a tremendous impact on the result of the battle. Don't joke with the life of the buyer."

Mu Chen did not plan to become a master in this field.

It was good enough that he could make a fortune in silence.

He told a story to Millard.

There was a very good lightbulb factory in Europe. The product could be used for thousands of hours without any problem at all, which led to the change in the customer frequency being very slow, so much so that they could barely remember the related brands.

The product quality of the competitors was slightly worse, but they paid a lot of attention to advertising and marketing, and the price was also very good for the people.

The degree of recognition deepened during the process of the customer buying repeatedly.

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