Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"That... the most famous elite girls' school in Tokyo?"

"Even the Holy Emperor studied there."

"The place where the young lady stays."

The police officers began to explain that Miwa Girls' Academy, as a prestigious girls' school, was very famous in Tokyo and even throughout Japan.

"So, taking all of the above into account, I've made a bold assumption about the boss's intentions," Isaac said, his sharp gaze sweeping over the crowd.

"The boss's real purpose is to let our Tiantong Civil Security Company demonstrate its strength in front of this group of people!" Isaac said seriously.

"..."

They increasingly felt that the person in front of them was talking nonsense, but his serious eyes made it seem like he wasn't.

"How did Mr. Satomi come to this conclusion?" a police officer asked, raising his hand.

"I ask you, who needs police protection the most?"

"A rich person who lacks a sense of security?" the police officer asked uncertainly.

Because police officers are people who live on the edge, their services are extremely expensive these days. Ordinary people have to think carefully before asking a police officer to do something, and even if they do ask, they can only ask someone whose IP ranking is over 100,000.

Companies like Tiantong Civil Security Company, where all the police officers number in the thousands, are basically commissioned by wealthy individuals.

"Now, considering the situation at the Beauty and Women's Academy, what are your thoughts?"

The police officer pondered, "Miwa Girls' Academy... The daughters of wealthy families and prominent households in Tokyo are all concentrated in this school... Could it be...!"

His eyes suddenly lit up.

“Looks like you understand what I mean,” Isaac laughed. “The boss’s real goal is to promote our company’s brand and make sure that all the top executives in the Tokyo area remember our existence.”

"In this way, the company's business can achieve even greater success."

Snap snap snap snap snap snap snap!

Sparse applause broke out. Although they still thought Isaac's words were a bit far-fetched, at least they were reasonable and well-founded.

"So, Mr. Satomi, how should we promote the company's brand?"

Isaac pondered for a moment and said, "First, we need to make those young ladies understand that our company has enough power to complete any task, no matter how small."

"How exactly do you do it?"

"I haven't decided yet, which is why I called you all here for this meeting."

"..."

What the hell are you talking about if you haven't even decided yet?!

Just then, Isaac's phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Hello! Is this Mr. Satomi? This is Sima Heavy Industries. The five Leopard II tanks, five M1A2 SEP main battle tanks, and five T-80U tanks you ordered have been delivered to the open space next to your company. Please come here to complete the handover."

"Okay, I'll be down in a bit."

Isaac hung up the phone and looked at everyone.

"Who here can drive a tank?"

Chapter 274: The Tank That Stormed the Campus

"Mr. Satomi, we have placed your fifteen main battle tanks on the open ground next to us. Please sign this document."

The head of Sima Heavy Industry handed a document to Isaac.

He quickly signed his name, but the handwriting looked a little awkward because he wrote 'Rentaro Satomi'.

As Isaac came downstairs, the other police officers in the conference room also came down, and they stared wide-eyed at the fifteen tanks placed on the open ground.

"Where did Mr. Satomi get these things?"

“We’ll buy directly from Sima Heavy Industries. I’m quite familiar with their young lady, so signing the purchase contract was very convenient,” Isaac said. “By the way, how many of your men can drive tanks?”

About 30 percent of the police officers raised their hands.

Many of the police officers are retired military personnel, including some from the armored forces.

“Very good, but you guys can only drive a maximum of five tanks, plus me, that's six... This doesn't feel like a big enough formation…” Isaac rubbed his forehead, deep in thought.

Those around him were all ashamed.

Honestly, driving a tank in the city would be newsworthy.

"Um... are we really going to drive tanks over there?"

"I just feel like...it's not very reliable."

"It will cause trouble for the neighbors."

The police officers tried to persuade Isaac, but he remained unmoved.

"Don't worry." Isaac took out his phone and waved it in front of everyone.

"I just called the head of state of a debtor country, and she will help me block all roads from here to Meihe Women's College."

"..."

"You still have some time. Familiarize yourselves with the operation of the tank. We don't need gunners and loader personnel. You can choose either the commander or the driver."

Isaac left the spot, leaving everyone bewildered.

……

A few hours later.

Following Isaac's instructions, the group familiarized themselves with the operation. The police officers, who had previously retired from the armored forces, were able to quickly get the hang of driving this vehicle.

"Rentaro, you brought us here just to see this?" Aihara Enju asked, pointing at the tanks.

"Of course, I'm short a train commander here."

"I don't know how to do these things."

“But Tina can manage, albeit barely,” Isaac said.

Tina nodded in agreement.

"Then why did you bring me here?"

"You are the initiator of the rabbit gene, right?"

"Yes."

Don't you think rabbits and tanks are a good match?

"..."

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As school was about to end, Kisara Tendo packed his bag and prepared to leave the classroom.

"Kisara, let's go back together," Reiko said from the side.

"Let's skip today. I have to go to the company later, and it's not on your way," Kisara politely declined.

"You must be working really hard. Running a company all by yourself must be exhausting."

"It's not just one person. Recently, Satomi suddenly had a breakthrough and has been helping me with a lot of company affairs, which has made things much easier for me now."

"Satomi? You mean the guy Kisara always talks about?" Reiko leaned close to Kisara's ear with a big smile. "Is he your boyfriend?"

"what!?"

Kisara was startled by the sudden question, his face turning bright red as he waved his hands frantically.

"Boyfriends...how could that be! Hahaha..."

"You really know your stuff!"

"Hmph, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going back now."

With that, Kisara turned around angrily, picked up her schoolbag and walked towards the school gate, with Reiko following behind with a smile.

When I got to the school gate, I found many students waiting there.

"What happened? They should all be home by now," Kisara asked, puzzled.

"I don't know." Lingzi also made a phone call to her station director father.

The man who was supposed to be waiting for her at the door, her father’s private driver, was nowhere to be seen.

"Dad, the driver didn't come today? Hmm, what? Okay then."

After saying that, Lingzi hung up the phone.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, it seems to be a temporary road closure, and cars can't get in," Lingzi said, distressed.

Road closure?

Although Tendo Kisara found it strange, he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Hey! Miss Tendo, come here for a moment."

At this moment, several girls surrounded Tendo Kisara.

Several girls nearby also made way for them when they saw them.

"What brings you here?" Kisara frowned as she looked at the group of girls who had gathered around her.

She recognized these people; they were a group specifically targeting her.

Despite being a prestigious girls' school, Miwa Girls' Academy is notorious for its bullying, and Tendo Kisara, a 'fallen heiress' who is clearly a loner, is one of their targets.

After all, it's easy to bully someone who has lost the support of the Tiantong family.

Previously, it was just trivial things like writing on a table or stuffing trash in the shoe cabinet.

However, they seem to be getting bolder lately.

"What brings you here? You've been quite arrogant lately, Tendo." The girl in the lead looked at Tendo Kisara with a mocking expression.

I don't know what you're talking about?