Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Alright, all of you, be quiet." Zhang Weixin stopped the group.

He turned to Isaac, smiled, and asked, "Where are you from, young man?"

"Hey Lei Hou, Boss Zhang, what business are you doing here?" Isaac said, shaking hands with Zhang Weixin.

"Hey, what kind of business are you doing here?"

Zhang Weixin is from Hong Kong, while Isaac is also considered half Cantonese because of his mother, so communication was relatively smooth.

Chapter 591: Okajima Rokuro

"Hey! Can you guys speak in a way we can understand?"

Roanapura is a gathering place for villains who have slipped in from all over the world; it's truly an 'all-villains' community. Due to their different nationalities, the most common languages ​​spoken here are English and Thai.

Of course, because there are many Chinese people, speaking Chinese is also very popular.

"What's it to you, you idiot?" Isaac looked at the Italian beside him with disdain.

"asshole!"

Although he couldn't understand what Isaac was saying, it sounded like he was being insulted.

"Alright, we didn't come here to argue." Zhang Weixin continued to act as a peacemaker, trying to calm the two down for a while.

He looked at Isaac and continued, "May I ask what your name is?"

“My surname is Yao, and I don’t really want to mention my real name. You can call me Isaac.”

“Okay, Mr. Yao, I understand the general situation.” Zhang Weixin pushed up his sunglasses and said in a somewhat serious tone, “We won’t interfere with your weapons sales in Roanapura, but I believe you’ve seen the situation here. If we sell a few more tanks, I think not only the Thai army, but also international media will take notice of this place.”

“Of course I understand what you’re saying. What everyone here wants is a place where they can do business without being involved by international forces, and I feel the same way,” Isaac said with a smile. “Only when outsiders don’t interfere can everyone make money with peace of mind.”

"It would be great if you could understand, so..."

“So what you’re worried about won’t happen, Brother Zhang.” Isaac’s smile remained on his face. “Even if we cause a huge scene here, other forces won’t pay attention to us.”

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"You don't need to worry about the Thai military; I'll take care of that. As for the news from here spreading outside, don't worry either; my organization will control the information leaking out of here."

"Boss Yao, this is no simple matter. If you were just talking about it, I would find it hard to believe that you could handle things so well."

Upon hearing this, Isaac simply smiled, took a business card from his pocket, and slid it to Zhang Weixin's desk.

"Ok?"

Zhang Weixin picked up the business card with suspicion, his expression first showing surprise, then his pupils contracted into shock.

"Zhang, what did you see?" Balalaika asked, frowning.

"So that's how it is... So it was you guys? Hahahaha!" Zhang Weixin put away the business card, covered his forehead, and started laughing.

His behavior left everyone except Isaac completely baffled.

"If it were you, you might actually be able to do it."

Isaac's business card clearly states that he is the owner of IW.

“Brother Zhang, all you have to do is play chess on the board, and I’ll take care of keeping the board level for you,” Isaac said with a smile that sent chills down your spine.

“Of course I believe you, and it seems I have no power to stop you,” Zhang Weixin said with a smile, then stood up. “It looks like I might have the opportunity to become your client in the future.”

"Of course, I won't turn down money."

After Isaac finished speaking, he looked at everyone present and continued, "I will be in Roanapur for a while. If you want any weapons, you can place an order directly with me, or contact the Black Reef Merchant Guild, and they will be responsible for contacting me."

"I wish you all the best in becoming the ultimate winners."

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"Boss, has everything been settled over there?"

"It's settled. By the way, why did I have to negotiate this personally?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. Wilson is currently overseeing the establishment of the branch office and factory in Yelkastum. Otherwise, he would be the one handling these matters."

It was getting late, and Isaac and George were enjoying the sea breeze at the harbor.

"By the way, has there been any progress on the matter I asked the intelligence department to investigate a few months ago?"

"Are you talking about your friend's situation?"

Ever since Isaac learned about Leonard's situation from Tessa of Mithril's Western Pacific branch a few months ago, he has been asking people to investigate his whereabouts.

"There is no progress at the moment. What is certain is that the deaths of the Testarossa couple are different from the reported armed civilians breaking into their home. Judging from the bullet marks left at the scene, they were all standard military weapons."

"This investigation result is utter nonsense. Even a fool knows they weren't killed by a few robbers." Isaac shook his head.

It is certain that the group that attacked their home was the same group that attacked them in Portsmouth.

But who exactly is it?

Ugh~

On the distant sea, the sound of engines grew increasingly clear.

Black Reef Merchant Guild's torpedo boats approached from a distance.

"Boss, it seems like Levi and the others are back."

"Ah."

The torpedo boat docked at the harbor, and four people got off.

Besides the three people Isaac already knew—Levi, Dutch, and Bennie—there seemed to be another unfamiliar face.

A yellow-skinned man dressed in a typical office uniform and wearing a tie.

This outfit doesn't look like someone going out to rob a place; it looks more like something a typical office worker would wear.

As soon as Levi got ashore, she saw George and Isaac and waved to them.

"Hey! Isaac, are you waiting for us here?"

"I just happened to see it."

Isaac went up to them and greeted them.

Levi has been in a particularly good mood these past few days because of Isaac's arrival, a fact that Dutch, her longtime partner, can clearly sense.

"Who's this kid? Your new employee?"

“Oh, you mean him?” Levi said, looking at the man who looked like a company employee. “He’s just a prisoner we captured, a hostage.”

"Oh?"

Isaac walked up to the man.

He seemed to be panicked after being kidnapped by this group of people, and his whole body was trembling on the spot.

"Young man, are you alright?"

"what?"

He looked at Isaac and saw that the person in front of him seemed to be a high school student, younger than himself, and seemed to know the people in the Chamber of Commerce quite well.

"that……"

"Where are you from?"

"This... I'm from Japan."

"Oh, you're from Japan."

Previously, the two communicated in English, but now Isaac has switched the language from English to Japanese.

"Young man, welcome to Roanapura. What's your name?"

"Oh? You're from Japan too?"

The junior office worker, on the verge of a mental breakdown due to being kidnapped, was excited to think he had met someone from his hometown.

“No, I just used to work in Japan,” Isaac asked again. “What’s your name?”

"Okajima Rokuro".

Volume 5 illustrations

I think it's necessary to play around with the illustrations for Volume 5 of the novel, just like with light novels (laughs).

If circumstances permit, I will add illustrations to each new volume, and I will also add illustrations to the previous volumes when I have the chance.

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Chapter 592: Casual Chat in a Bar

It was the same bar called YellowFlag, where the Black Lagoon group, along with Isaac and George, were drinking together.

The Roanapura factions were a bit poorer than Isaac's previous clients. Apart from selling a tank to Balalaika, they had no other business and could only sit in the bar when they had nothing else to do.

The only entertainment options in this area are bars and brothels.

Walking down the street at night, Isaac would beckon to him with smiles and ask, "Little brother, would you like to come and play with us?"

Fortunately, they were all scared away by Levi drawing her gun.

In the bar, Rokuro Okajima, whom I had met before, ordered a beer, while Isaac ordered a margarita.

From setting sail to being kidnapped, and then ending up in a bar in a chaotic place, watching the thugs gathered there fighting at the slightest provocation, Okajima Rokuro sighed.

Today's experience has already left him mentally exhausted.

"Don't think too much about it. As a prisoner, you're already very lucky. You even have wine to drink."

"Of course I know, but everything that happened today feels like a dream," Okajima Rokuro said weakly. "Especially when that woman named Levi pointed a gun at me, I felt like I was almost killed."

"Hahaha, that's certainly possible."

"By the way, Isaac, you mentioned working in Japan before. Where did you work?" he suddenly asked. "You look about sixteen or seventeen years old."

“At that time, I worked in Shinjuku Ward, Tokyo, at a place called ‘Tendo Civil Security Company’. My boss at the time was a very capable person, and I aspired to become a boss like him.”

"Tendo? What company is that... I've never heard of it..."

"Never heard of that? Where are you from?"

"I work at Asahi Heavy Industries, Ltd., and I'm considered a junior manager."