Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"What's wrong, Mr. Yao? Don't you want to go for a swim?"

“Not exactly, there’s a problem,” Isaac said. “Could you repeat who our buyer is this time?”

"He was a Spanish antique dealer who had a particular fondness for collecting artifacts from the Nazi era."

“I roughly understand. Hardcore German trolls, huh? These kinds of people are quite common,” Isaac laughed. “But I found something interesting.”

He turned his computer screen toward Dutch.

The screen showed an old man with a full head of white hair, but still very energetic.

Where did this photo come from?

“If I wanted, drones that hit the ECS electromagnetic stealth system could fly to any corner of the world,” Isaac laughed. “This photo was taken at a manor on the outskirts of Madrid, Spain. His address was exposed to our surveillance the moment your firm connected with him on the phone.”

"How should I put it... it's terrifying."

"Look closely at this photo. Do you notice anything wrong?"

"What's the problem?"

Dutch looked at the photo confidently and found that he was just an old man. His clothes showed that he was very rich, but there was nothing else strange about him.

"Can't you tell? Look closely at his fingers."

"Ok?"

Dutch stared at the screen again, while Isaac zoomed in on the image.

At that moment, he suddenly discovered the blind spot.

The old man was wearing a ring with the word 'SS' written on it.

"With this ring and the fact that it's a relic from WWII Germany, you should already know his identity."

Chapter 601: Missile Against Missile

The "S" on the ring is shaped like a lightning bolt; there's only one person who could come up with that symbol.

"Could it be..."

"If you can't think of one, you can use the process of elimination. First of all, it can't be 'The Flash'..."

"Mr. Yao, stop joking. I already know who he is." Dutch pushed up his sunglasses and said, "If I'm not mistaken, he's the SS from the Third Reich back then."

“That’s right, and he’s wearing an Iron Cross, and the manor in the background has a red, black, and white Nazi flag that looks quite old,” Isaac laughed. “It’s all just historical eye boogers.”

"You speak very rudely."

"What are you, a pirate, pretending to be so polite to me?"

"Hahaha, same to you."

His computer screen displayed personal information about the old man, and the information kept increasing over time.

"This person's name is Alfred. On the surface, he is an entrepreneur born in Spain, but we can't find any more information about him. He's probably deliberately hiding something."

"Does Mr. Yao believe that he is not simply an antique collector?"

“I don’t think so. The book doesn’t even mention that the guards took the painting and ran onto the U-boat. Where did this antique dealer get such a rumor? And why would he pay such a high price to have your Black Reef Merchant Guild come all the way here to complete the salvage operation?”

"So he really is one of those people?"

"You got your information from him, but where did he get his information from?" Isaac asked. "And how could an unknown painting by an unknown artist have made an already nearly extinct empire take such a long detour? Is it really just a painting?"

"I haven't thought about that. As long as they're willing to pay me, I'm willing to work."

"You're really dedicated."

While the two were chatting, Benny, who had been keeping watch on the deck, suddenly ran down and said to them, "A ship is coming."

"Ok?"

The three of them ran up to the deck and looked in the direction Benny was pointing. Sure enough, there was a ship heading in their direction.

"Is it from the cable company?"

“Impossible. In my estimation, it would take them at least three days to get here,” Benny said.

Looking closely at the ship, it seemed to be specially built, with various kinds of equipment hanging at the stern.

Isaac laughed and said, "You're not here to steal business from your chamber of commerce, are you?"

"That would be a real headache."

Magnetic~~~

The ship's communicator suddenly rang.

“Calling to anchored vessels, this is the White Haze, requesting a response.”

The other party sent a communication request, and this side could only respond.

Isaac picked up the communicator first and said, "This is the Fak Yul Mazel of IW. We are currently on a combat mission. I should have already notified all countries of the exercise. Please show your ship's registration number, serial number, and identification information."

"An exercise? Why do I only see one of your ships? Where are the rest of the fleet?"

"This is a military secret, and I cannot answer that."

"..."

After the communicator beeped twice, the other end disconnected.

Dutch: "Their attitude is a bit tough."

They still couldn't figure out who the other side was. Isaac had already spoken with the surrounding countries, so it certainly wasn't the navy of any particular country.

It's impossible for the cable company either; Beni had confirmed that before.

Then there's only one possibility left: other competitors want to steal this business.

They're definitely not easy to deal with.

"Let them be. If they dare to cause trouble here, let them all go to sea and feed the fish."

However, this group of people seemed to genuinely come to cause trouble.

As the ship slowly approached Isaac's side, a group of people in green uniforms suddenly appeared on their deck, with red and black armbands on their sleeves.

Isaac was completely stunned by the scene.

"Judging from their appearance, they should be..."

"Nazi remnants, or rather, a group of cosplay enthusiasts."

Isaac leaned against the mast with great interest, wanting to see what they were up to.

On the opposite ship, the group of uniformed men picked up cannons and aimed them at the torpedo boat; what they were holding appeared to be...

TOW (Tow anti-tank missile).

Bang!

A missile was launched from the other side, its warhead trailing a long, thin flame as it flew toward Isaac.

"It's Tow! Get out of the way!!"

Dutch immediately shouted and ran into the cabin to start the engine.

Bennie quickly grabbed the railing and lowered his head. He then saw Isaac still leisurely leaning against the railing, enjoying the sea breeze. A sudden anxiety welled up inside him:

"Boss Yao, lie down now!"

"You're all so pathetic, look how scared you are."

Isaac smiled slightly and snapped his fingers casually.

Snapped!

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Three missiles flying towards them suddenly detonated in mid-air, the force of the explosions causing the waves to surge and the small torpedo boat to continue rocking.

"...Detonated in mid-air?"

Bennie stood on the deck, watching in disbelief as everything unfolded before him.

Was there a problem with the quality of their missiles, or was there some other reason?

At least they are safe now, which is something to be thankful for.

"Mr. Yao, let's go into the cabin first and wait... What are you looking for?"

When he returned home, he found Isaac rummaging through a box.

“As the saying goes, ‘It is impolite not to reciprocate,’ so we should return the favor when they give us gifts.” Isaac took out a shoulder-fired rocket launcher and aimed it at the ship opposite.

"Wait a minute, could this be...?"

“The Javelin anti-tank missile is perfect for their slow-moving ships,” Isaac laughed, then pressed the launch button.

Bang!

The missile flew out of the launch tube, trailing a plume of flame as it flew a distance before soaring into the sky.

After reaching a certain altitude, the missile quickly swooped down towards the ship opposite.

boom--

With a loud bang, flames erupted from the ship, and all the people on the deck were engulfed in flames and fell into the sea, their fate unknown.

Looking at the ship engulfed in flames, Beni couldn't help but swallow hard.

This is really scary.

"We don't need to worry about them for now; they can't escape on the vast ocean anyway."

After Isaac finished speaking, he placed the electronic device from his pocket on the deck.

Where are you going?

"In the sea."

"Oxygen cylinders and diving suits are..."

"We don't need that kind of thing."

Before Bennie could react, Isaac jumped into the sea with a splash and quickly dived down.