Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

I originally wanted to try to get used to the atmosphere here, but every day when I wanted to sleep in a little longer, I was woken up by the gunfire below, which I couldn't stand.

You need to have a polite and approachable conversation with them.

……

In an abandoned warehouse, the floor was littered with the corpses of thugs, and the gang leader, tied to a chair, stared in terror at Isaac, who was holding a shotgun.

"Hey, you bunch of bastards are causing trouble downstairs every day, it's driving me crazy," Isaac said, looking at the gang leader in front of him who was beaten black and blue and tied to a chair with his mouth covered. "I'm just trying to be nice and remind you to have some social conscience, can't you be a little nicer?"

"Waaaaaah..."

"'Waaaaah' you old man."

Without saying a word, Isaac kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying, chair and all.

“I always try to be polite first, but the problem is that some idiots just don’t take my warnings seriously.” Isaac said, picking up a can of gasoline and pouring it over the man. “I could have asked the property management to handle this kind of thing, but there’s no property management in Roanapur, which is a shame. I have to come here myself.”

"Woooo..."

The man struggled desperately, but was completely unable to break free of the chair.

"I have zero tolerance for idiots who don't bring me any benefit but only cause me trouble. I hope you can understand."

Isaac turned around and pointed the shotgun at his back.

boom--

……

Over the past three days, Isaac has wiped out about 30% of the Roanapur gang.

It's not that everyone comes to disturb his sleep early in the morning; most of them are due to disputes over interests.

On his second day here, Isaac had taken over the entire city's weapons market, and the weapons he had were all cheap and practical, much more conscientious than some of the sellers who were inflating prices.

Honest businessmen are bound to be targeted, and the news of Isaac's collaboration with Balalaika has somehow leaked out, leading many gangs involved in the arms trade to want to cause trouble for Isaac.

They strongly resent outsiders coming in and taking away their business.

Perfect timing, Isaac was also annoyed by these worthless guys.

So it turned into their first day coming to cause trouble for Isaac, resulting in several gangs almost being scattered, and then over the next two days, Isaac took the initiative to attack and wipe them all out.

Unlike the usual gang fights, these gangs usually stop fighting once they've acquired the territory they want or the profits they've made.

But Isaac is different. He will not stop until he wipes out everyone in the gang. Even if someone happens to escape by sea, a helicopter will fly over and eliminate them with a missile.

Such methods are rare even in Roanapur, a city teeming with scoundrels.

Looking at the burning warehouse behind him, Isaac walked towards the port.

He was humming a song.

"How many fools can kill today? Too many to count Don't get in my way~~~"

At the port, Levi and the members of the Black Reef Merchant Guild also returned.

The Chamber of Commerce's torpedo boats are in a terrible state. Every day when they return from sea, they can find a bunch of bullet holes. If they can't even cover the repair costs on a mission, they're going to lose money.

"What happened? Why did you all make such a mess today?"

“I received a commission from Donnie Yen, but I was attacked along the way,” Dutch said, scratching his head and laughing.

"Donnie Yen? Why don't you say you received a commission from Jackie Chen?"

"So we were tricked. Our recent close cooperation with the 'Moscow Hotel' has made us the target of some people's resentment," Dutch said helplessly. "Fortunately, we've dealt with it all."

Getting too close to Balalaika can incur the wrath of some of the smaller gangs in Roanapur, which is nothing new here.

Dutch was already used to it, and he simply pretended not to know anything about it.

Isaac wasn't used to it, so many of the opposing team died.

"You guys have really worked hard. Does that mean you won't even get paid for your work today?"

"Yes, this kind of thing is nothing new to us, we're used to it."

My gaze fell on Locke, who looked utterly exhausted.

As the head of IW in Roanapur, he still has a long way to go, so in order to cultivate him, he was placed in the Black Lagoon for training for a period of time.

But the current situation seems... a bit difficult.

"Locke, are you alright?"

"Ah...it's nothing, I'm just still recovering from a near-death experience," Locke said softly.

Although he has come to his senses, just a few days ago he was an office worker, dealing only with his superiors or colleagues. But now he has to deal with vicious thugs and gangsters.

"Do you know the saying? 'The north wind made the Vikings.'"

“I know that. It’s something Carnegie said about how to win people’s hearts,” Locke replied, then added, “I think there’s a similar line in a recent Jump manga in Japan.”

“That’s it. Only a harsh environment can transform you. Only when you’ve been baptized by the ‘North Wind’ into a ‘Viking’ can I entrust the Roanapur business to you with peace of mind.”

“Then he still needs to hone his skills,” Levi said with a smile. “Alright, it’s getting late. Let’s find a place to eat and then go to a bar.”

"Huh? The bar is already repaired?"

Locke remembered that the bar had long been reduced to ruins due to the attack.

“I had it rebuilt a long time ago; it only took a day,” Isaac laughed.

Just then, Levi suddenly moved closer to Isaac, put her arm around his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Isaac, how about coming to sea with us next time?"

"Huh? Why?"

Benny, who had just disembarked from the ship, whispered, "It's probably because we've been at sea for a long time. Levi has people who can't see you and are worried that you might have been seduced by some prostitute."

"Benny, do you want to die?"

"Do not want to."

"The next time we go out to sea," Isaac said after a moment's thought.

Nothing much happened in Roanapur afterwards. He had dealt with the people who needed to be dealt with, and it wouldn't be a problem for George to handle the rest.

"Okay, I'll go out with you guys next time."

"Then it's settled!"

Chapter 599: Are you watching porn?

Isaac was writing some documents on the computer.

Computers are great. When they were first brought back to Amestoris, only the military used them because the military needed to be informatized, so basically every officer had one.

However, it will definitely be used for civilian purposes in the future. Developing this for civilian use will also have a large market, and it can also alleviate the country's economic pressure, which can be considered as achieving military-civilian integration.

Dick dick~

A message suddenly appeared on my computer.

"Huh? Who is it?"

Upon opening it, I found that Sousuke Sagara's face appeared on the screen.

"Instructor, trainee Sagara reporting for duty."

“Oh, Sagara, you should be at Mithril now, right?” Isaac asked.

He hadn't expected that it would be Sagara Sousuke who contacted him this time, even though he had indeed given him his private contact information.

Isaac has two contact addresses, which also correspond to two identities: one is the behind-the-scenes boss of IW, and the other is a normal identity.

The contact address he gave to Sousuke Sagara was his own private address, which naturally corresponded to his normal identity. This was to avoid him being found out that he had any connection with IW.

Nothing about IW will come up during the conversation.

How are things going in Mithril? Have you finished your training?

"Yes, I was selected by an officer named Melissa Mao a few weeks after I joined the command. I am currently serving in the Western Pacific Command under a colonel named Tessa Testarossa."

"Um...you went to her place?"

"Is he/she an acquaintance of the instructor?"

"We're fairly familiar with each other. By the way, where did you contact me?"

"Located on the coast of Merida Island, this is where I usually fish. Under normal circumstances, no one would come here..."

A voice suddenly rang out.

"Colonel Sagara, what are you doing here?"

"!"

Sousuke Sagara on the other side of the screen was startled and cursed himself for being careless. He turned around and saw a familiar figure standing behind him.

"Colonel Testarossa? What brings you here?"

He immediately stood up and saluted.

“Don’t be nervous, I’m just here for a walk,” Tessa said with a smile.

She wasn't wearing the military uniform she wore in the submarine; instead, she was dressed in a pure white dress and sandals, which, combined with her flowing silver-white hair, created a pleasing sight.

She did know Sagara Sousuke, although he was just a new recruit, she had paid him some attention because they were about the same age.

"Sagara, who were you talking to just now?"

"This...this..."

"Ok?"

“Miss Testarossa, it’s been a long time,” Isaac suddenly laughed on the screen. “I should call you Colonel Testarossa now.”

"Huh? Brother Isaac?"

Tessa immediately looked at the computer screen and saw Isaac's smiling face on it; her face instantly turned red.

'What's going on? Why is Isaac in Corporal Sagara's computer? Are they friends? Luckily, I dressed up a bit before going out today.'

Thinking this, she picked up the computer that was on the ground.

"Brother Isaac, it's been a while."

"Yes."