Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Yes, this is the first time I've ever heard of someone daring to collect protection money from the boss."

The soldiers searched through the corpses and found one who was still alive, shooting him in the head.

The once bustling casino was now eerily silent, the air thick with the stench of blood and gunpowder.

Upon hearing that there was trouble at the casino, the gang leader assumed that his rivals were coming to cause him trouble, so he brought all his men over, intending to fight them out.

But when he arrived at the place and found out that it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, he relaxed completely.

Then, while relaxing, it turned into a corpse.

"The factory will probably start construction in the next few days, and the equipment will be moved from headquarters in a few days." One of the soldiers lit a cigarette for himself. "I guess we'll have to send people to guard the factory afterwards."

"Yes, Yelkastum is still a bit chaotic. Who knows what might happen if no one is guarding it."

"What kind of factory is the boss planning to build this time?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's an ammunition factory. After all, we have drone factories and missile factories, but we still have to buy our ammunition from other places every time we fight a war," said the soldier smoking a cigarette.

Although Isaac's IW possessed advanced and world-class science and technology, the bullets were still some legacies left over from the Soviet Union.

One hundred million bullets of various sizes—it seems like a lot, but after a few battles, they're almost gone.

"Why come here? It would be the same to establish it directly on the high seas."

"I don't know either."

"Do you think the boss came here to see his lover?"

"I think it's possible. Look at that white-haired woman standing next to the boss earlier. She looks quite pretty. Maybe she's the boss's wife."

"Didn't you hear what Boss George said? The boss's wife is named Revy, and she's Chinese, just like the boss."

"Oh ho~"

With nothing else to do, a few soldiers chatted about gossip on the pile of corpses.

"You guys are talking about me?"

"Boss...?"

The soldiers, who had been chatting enthusiastically, stood up straight the moment they saw Isaac arrive.

"Don't be nervous, I just came to take a look." Isaac said, looking at the soldier who was still smoking, "Any more cigarettes? Give me one."

Yes, yes, yes.

The soldier immediately took out a cigarette case from his pocket, handed it to him, and respectfully lit a cigarette.

“Hoo~” Isaac exhaled a smoke ring and said, “It’s okay to tell you, the factory we’re building this time is a parts factory, with multiple factories producing the parts and then assembling them at headquarters.”

"Manufactured in multiple factories and then assembled in another?" the soldier asked, somewhat puzzled. "It sounds like a huge machine."

“That’s right. The Mithril Western Pacific Squadron has recently started developing new submarines, and we can’t fall behind,” Isaac said. “We might run into them in the future.”

"I see, a parts factory. One factory probably isn't enough."

“Yes, that’s why we sent you to Yelkastum.” Isaac’s lips curled into a grin. “To bring this city, and even this country, under IW’s control.”

"!"

"Boss... do you want to control this country from behind the scenes?"

“That’s right. Only by having complete control of this country can we do anything conveniently here,” Isaac laughed.

"Don't worry, boss, we will definitely lend you a hand."

“Good, this operation depends on you guys.” Isaac patted a few soldiers on the shoulder. “All your expenses here will be reimbursed by the company, even if you go out to prostitutes.”

"The boss is brilliant!"

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That evening, Isaac returned to where Luca was and met Erica, who was waiting for him there.

"Sorry I'm late."

"It's good that you're back," Erica said.

She's always been like this since she was little, always expressionless no matter what.

It is said that this is a sequela of the drug experiments she was subjected to after being taken from the orphanage. This sequela is not physiological, but more psychological.

Did you take your inhibitors on time today?

"Ah."

"That's good. Give me one of the inhibitor pills."

"Ok."

Erica took out the medicine bottle, poured out one pill, and handed it to Isaac.

"Well, now we'll start analyzing this drug."

Luca arranged a room for Isaac and Erica on the third floor of the building. The second floor was where the clients and prostitutes worked at night, so the noise could still reach the guests on the third floor.

Isaac remained unaffected, intently examining the powdered medicine under the microscope.

"I see. This material should be very cheap, but the local government is still selling it for such a high price. It seems that in addition to controlling the Twilight race, they also want to make a quick buck."

dong dong dong.

"Come in."

The door slowly opened, and Luca walked in.

"What is it, Uncle Luca?"

"It's nothing, I just heard you killed someone at the hospital."

“Hmm.” Isaac nodded and continued looking at the microscope.

“That person is from the Corsican family. This time, he went to buy inhibitors not for his own family’s Twilight race, but to limit the number of Twilight race people,” Luca said with a headache. “The head of that family hates the Twilight race very much.”

"Is that so?" Isaac didn't seem to care at all.

“Did you know that the Corsican family is one of the four major powers that control Yelcastrum, which is on par with me?” Luca said. “And they are even a few degrees more powerful than me.”

"So, you're saying I'll get into trouble if I kill that person?"

“Don’t worry about that. We’ll explain things to you when the four major powers have a meeting,” Luca said with a smile. “However, you should still be careful while you’re in Yelcastrum. Who knows, the person you might kill might have a powerful backer.”

“Then let’s take down his backers too.” Isaac stood up and put away the medicine on the table. He looked at Luca and smiled. “Who knows, maybe in the future Yelkastum will only have the three major powers.”

"Hahahaha, although you are very different from your father's dissolute personality, you have completely inherited his courage." Luca laughed heartily.

“By the way, Uncle Luca, my factory is about to open. Could you hire some Twilight People?” Isaac asked. “They’ll have weekends off and holidays, and the salary will be the same as regular workers, with double pay for overtime on holidays, and of course, this…”

He held up the inhibitor he had received from the hospital.

Chapter 544: Recruiting Employees

In just one night, Isaac replicated the inhibitor, and unlike the extremely weak versions sold in the country, this inhibitor was at least five times more potent than the original.

The factory is still under construction, and the equipment is still on the uninhabited island at headquarters. It has just been loaded onto the ship and is estimated to take two more days to reach Yerkastem.

However, recruiting employees was still necessary. It wasn't realistic to recruit people directly from the city, so Isaac asked Luca for people instead.

Although the Cristiano family of Luca is also a gang, their dedication to protecting the Twilight race has given them a rather bad reputation in the city.

At least in the eyes of ordinary people, this is an organization that protects 'monsters'.

Moreover, the Twilight race is large, and many of them are unemployed. The funds of their organization cannot support all the Twilight race here. In addition, the inhibitors are extremely expensive, which is another unbearable expense.

The saying "the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak" perfectly describes the current Cristiano family.

However, the factory that Isaac built gave Luca a glimmer of hope. Besides seeking refuge here, the Twilight People could also go to his factory.

So early in the morning, he found a group of people to deliver Isaac to the designated location at his factory.

"Hello, I am Marco Adriano of the Cristiano family." A man with a long scar running from his ear to the bridge of his nose arrived at Isaac's place with a dozen or so people.

Those were people who, without exception, all wore dog tags around their necks. This was a marker to distinguish the Twilight race from ordinary people.

"Hello, I'm Isaac." Isaac shook his hand politely. "By the way, why did you personally lead the team here? Don't they know the way?"

“Uh… that’s not how it is.” Marco smiled helplessly. “Mr. Isaac may not be aware of the situation in Yelcastrum. Even people of the Twilight race are attacked on the street.”

The people he brought all had some injuries, some even with bandages on their bodies.

There are many thugs and mobs here. They will attack anyone who sees a sign around their neck. If the average Twilight race person is not trained, they may not be able to beat an ordinary person.

"Good work."

“Not at all. What you’ve done is actually helping the Cristiano family, and as a member of the family, I should do my best,” Marco said with a smile.

Despite having a horrific scar on his face, he appeared to be a very refined person.

However, the 'qi' on his body was extremely strong, at least in Isaac's eyes, it was definitely more than one level stronger than that of ordinary people.

"Let me make this clear first: if anyone doesn't want to come to work, you can't force them."

"of course."

"That's good," Marco said with a smile, then suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, Mr. Isaac, are you quite familiar with our family's young lady?"

"Your young lady?"

Isaac suddenly remembered a little girl who had taken him out to play when he came to Yelkastum before. She was only ten years old then, and now, four years later, she should be fourteen.

Her name seems to be... Loretta Cristiano Amodio.

You mean Loretta?

“Yes, she was still sulking when I asked Miss this morning if she wanted to come,” Marco whispered to Isaac. “She’s probably throwing a tantrum because you haven’t visited her in the two days since you came. It would be better if you went to see her.”

“It really is that shameful young lady.” Isaac nodded. “I think as the next heir of the family, she should learn to be more patient, so I won’t be going over for the next couple of days.”

"..."

After giving his instructions, Marco took his leave, telling Isaac to make sure to visit Loretta when he had time.

Isaac thought, "I'll definitely go find it when I have time, otherwise it's another story."

Looking at the dozen or so future employees in front of him, Isaac coughed twice and began to speak.

“Ahem, everyone, welcome to Isaac Worldwide’s Industrial Division. I am your boss, Isaac,” Isaac said. “You will be employees here in the future.”