Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

If George used to just think of Isaac as a very capable kid, things are different now.

He became a very capable little devil.

"Aren't you afraid I'll just go to the bank, take the money, and leave?"

"That's a real shame. You've given up your future success for such a small gain," Isaac said confidently with a smile.

A few million dollars is really a pittance for Isaac right now.

In the previous world, he would directly ask the Tokyo area for orders worth hundreds of millions of US dollars; he really didn't care about a million dollars.

Isaac's standard for measuring funds was: how many tanks could this money buy?

The latest M1A1 tank can only be bought for several million US dollars.

“You’re not interested in a few million dollars…” George said with a wry smile. “Fine, wait a moment, I’ll go to the nearby bank to withdraw the money.”

As he spoke, he wrote five million on the check.

Why don't you write more?

“He’s Heckmedia, after all. It’s best to leave some room for maneuver when taking his money,” George said, picking up the check and walking out the door.

Isaac called out from behind him, "Remember to get some cash."

About half an hour later, George came out with a wad of cash and a bankbook.

"Here is $50,000 in cash, and the remaining $4.95 million is in this savings account."

"Ok."

Isaac took the passbook and cash, then took out one hundred hundred-dollar bills from the cash and handed them to George.

"Now, with your ten thousand US dollars, can you tell me if you're willing to cooperate with me?"

George smiled. "Of course, boss."

At that very moment, the former U.S. Army Ranger officially joined Isaac's ranks.

George had a feeling that maybe by hanging out with this young man, he could see sights he wouldn't normally see. He didn't even know where this idea came from.

To celebrate having their first employee, Isaac decided to have a meal at KFC first.

Now that he had the money, George naturally took on the responsibility of buying food.

……

“George, do you look down on your boss?” Isaac asked.

“No, why do you ask?” George asked while munching on a chicken nugget.

Isaac, his face dark, pointed at the food and toys on the table: "Then why is this a kids' meal?"

"Boss, aren't you just a child yourself?"

"Tsk, you talk too much."

Levi didn't have any objections. She used to not even have enough to eat, so she was already grateful to have anything to eat now.

"Speaking of which, boss, what are your plans for the next step?"

Since they intend to establish an organization, they naturally need a rigorous development plan, especially since they are starting a business from scratch.

Isaac put down the chicken leg he was holding and took a newspaper from the newspaper stand next to him.

“You know that the United States is currently sending troops to Iraq,” Isaac said. “After the Cold War, there have been wars in various regions: regime change in Romania, the Middle East wars, the Indo-Pakistani wars, and frequent small-scale conflicts between regions.”

George took the newspaper and found that most of the content was about the war that the United States was currently fighting.

"The world will be in constant conflict for some time. Do you know what that means?"

"The world is in chaos."

“Wrong,” Isaac laughed. “My business opportunity has arrived.”

"..."

George was somewhat taken aback.

"Let me put it this way: before and after the collapse of the Soviet Union, due to the deteriorating economic situation, hotspots emerged in many regions such as Moldova, Azerbaijan, and Gordova. Due to ethnic and political differences, they would often break out in bloody conflicts, and these places were our opportunity to take advantage of."

“…So you really want to be an arms dealer, but we don’t have any weapons to sell right now,” George said with a wry smile. “I do have ways to get guns, but they’re all unsellable.”

"After the collapse of the Soviet Union, a large number of weapons and equipment were left behind in places like Ukraine. What we need to do is find a way to take those weapons for ourselves."

"Boss, you're dreaming. But what can the two of us possibly accomplish?"

George believed that while Isaac's point was valid, it was impractical and extremely difficult to implement.

Isaac smiled and took a sip of the Coke on the table: "I'll figure out what to do about that place later. What we need to do is deal with the 'little thugs' before we do business with the 'big thugs'."

"what do you mean……"

"Don't forget, there are a lot of people in that slum you used to live in who need a batch of weapons that they can't sell." Isaac's smile was unusually eerie.

Chapter 488: Let's Talk in the Toilet

Erica sat in the McDonald's across the street, ordered a box of chicken nuggets, and kept staring at what was happening across the street.

She could only see Isaac and Levi, whom she had met yesterday, talking to an old man, but she had no idea what the conversation was about.

As long as Isaac is not in danger, she has no reason to intervene.

Inside KFC, George was somewhat confused after hearing Isaac's words.

"You mean sell it to the slums? Those are full of people who can't afford it. Who are you going to sell it to?"

"I'm asking you, you've lived in the slums for so long, what else is there besides the poor?"

"Besides the poor, what else... is there a gang entrenched there?"

“This is it,” Isaac laughed. “Before I went to the detention center, the driver was carrying nearly a hundred AK 47s, which proves that the gangs here need to fight each other, and it also happens to show that there are at least several rival factions entrenched here.”

"You want to sell them weapons?"

“That’s right. Since they want to have fun, then we’ll provide them with the means to do so.”

"...Okay, maybe we can give it a try, but it's not that simple. There will be a lot of unexpected situations involved."

George's point is also very valid. Dealing with gangsters means that they might cheat you, take the goods without paying, or simply kill you.

"I'll handle that. All you have to do is find a way to get usable guns."

Isaac said, taking out a ten-thousand-yuan bill and placing it in front of George. "Go and find a way to get a gun. See you Monday."

George put away the money, but hesitated for a moment before saying, "Boss, I can get the gun, but the quality won't be very good. Don't blame me if it doesn't sell."

"Go ahead and do it. Even if you get a toy gun, I'll find a way to sell it."

"I'm relieved to hear you say that."

George got up to leave, but before he went out, he suddenly turned back and asked, "By the way, I know some comrades-in-arms who fought alongside me back in the day. Boss, do you need to recruit any more people?"

“Of course, introduce me to them whenever you have the chance,” Isaac said with a smile.

"it is good."

After George left, only Isaac and Levi remained in the restaurant.

Levi looked at Isaac with a strange expression.

"This is the first time I've ever known that a person's personality can change so drastically in such a short period of time."

"It's nothing. On the contrary, I feel that my personality used to be the strange one."

Isaac took out the remaining wad of cash and handed it to Levi.

"I won't stop you from leaving. Thirty thousand US dollars should be enough for you for a while. If you need anything, come back here and I will help you."

Looking at the thick stack of banknotes, Levi didn't show the greedy look she used to. Instead, she took a hundred-yuan bill and put it in her pocket.

"One hundred yuan is enough; it's inconvenient for me to carry too much money with me."

"Whatever you want, just remember to come back here if anything comes up."

"Ah."

A brief silence fell between the two.

Soon after, Levi stood up and said, "It's time for me to leave too. Thank you for taking care of me during this time."

"I didn't do anything."

As Isaac spoke, he took something wrapped in a white cloth out of his pocket.

"Take this for self-defense."

Levi took the item and, after lifting the cloth, discovered it was a handgun. It was the one Isaac had taken from the policeman he had killed.

"Well then, see you again someday," Isaac said with a smile.

Levi put away her gun, stepped forward, and gently hugged Isaac, whispering in his ear, "Well, I'll repay you next time I come back, when you're a little older~"

After saying that, she left the store without waiting for Isaac's reply, leaving him only with her flowing wine-red hair and her silhouette.

KFC was very deserted; after George and Levi left, he was the only one left in the store.

After cleaning up his empty plates, Isaac walked out of the store and headed across the street.

……

After seeing the two of them leave, Erica, who was across the street, decided to continue observing Isaac's movements, only to find him walking towards her.

Not long after, Isaac walked into the McDonald's and naturally sat down opposite Erica.

"Your tracking skills aren't up to par, Erica."

"……sorry."

"I don't mean to blame you, but I hope you can keep today's events a secret from my parents."

"Of course, my uncle only asked me to protect your safety; I won't interfere in anything else."

"Okay, let's go home now."

"Ah."

Erica nodded obediently.