Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

So, do you think I can help you?

“I think it’s possible. Of course, you don’t need to fight them directly. Just help us protect her secretly for about a week. By then, we’ll have some manpower available here,” the father said. “By the way, Robert will also come to help you then.”

"...Okay, I'll go check it out then."

"Um, by the way, where are you right now?"

"Thailand, where I met old friends."

After exchanging a few words with his father, Isaac hung up the phone.

Including this person, this is the third 'listener' he has met.

According to his father, the KGB seemed to be investigating the Listeners.

The Russia of this world is different from the Russia that Isaac learned about in the library in the previous world. Even after its disintegration, it has maintained a very stable posture and has not suffered the same severe damage as in the previous world.

"Belarus? I know that place quite well. When I was sourcing weapons, I always went to those places."

The 'places Isaac frequents' includes, but is not limited to, Ukraine, Belarus, and Albania.

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, they were doing a "clearance sale" of weapons, and Isaac was a major customer.

"Since she's from there, it seems I don't need to go there personally to protect her."

There were also some IW employees and a Belarusian general who was quite familiar with Isaac there, so protecting a little girl was a piece of cake.

He felt there was no need for Robert to come with him. Besides feeling it was unnecessary, he was also worried that if the maid wasn't home, Hansel and Greta would probably run wild.

“You must be very busy,” Levi said with a smile.

"Fortunately."

To be fair, Isaac's life in Roanapur was relatively leisurely, and he could often go out with the Black Reef Merchant Guild.

There wasn't much going on here, and George handled most of the negotiations, leaving Isaac, the boss, with nothing to do for the time being.

Ring ring~

This time, it wasn't Isaac's cell phone that came to mind, but rather the telephone in Revy's room.

"Hello? Is this Dutch?" Revy answered the phone. "Is there work?"

“Well, although I don’t want to disturb your time alone with Boss Yao, there are some things to take care of here,” Dutch said. “I need to maintain the ship, Benny needs to repair the machinery, Locke has gone to run some business, and it’s just you left here.”

"Whatever, I'm pretty bored right now anyway."

"Okay, it'll only take up a little bit of your time anyway."

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"Is it really necessary for me to come with you for something like this?"

"Staying at home all day will ruin your health, so why don't I take you out for a walk now?"

Levi sat in the passenger seat smoking; Isaac was the driver for the day.

Although he will soon be eighteen, he is still under eighteen years old. People of this age cannot take the driving test, so what Isaac is doing now is driving without a license.

Fortunately, Roanapur generally doesn't care whether you have a driver's license or not.

"Hmm? So what are we going to do this time?"

"Delivering goods for some customers in this city is one of the sources of income for our Black Reef Chamber of Commerce."

Although the Black Reef Merchant Guild occasionally engages in robbery, its main business is maritime transport, and providing logistics services for the locals is one of its primary tasks.

Following the map pointed out by Levi, the car stopped in front of a strip club.

"Is this the place?"

“This is it.” Levi covered her head.

The two walked in side by side.

To be honest, this wasn't Isaac's first time visiting places like brothels, but he had never actually paid for anything there.

The shop was still filled with a decadent atmosphere. Levi took three steps at a time to walk to the man with an afro who was sitting in the middle, with a scantily clad sexy dancer on each side.

"Luo An, I've delivered the 1,500 bottles of wine you ordered to warehouse number five in the harbor," Levi said, handing the man a bill.

"Oh, thank you so much."

The man with the afro was clearly frivolous, but he was very dedicated to running his shop.

"Why have tax rates gone up again recently? It's really giving me a headache."

"We're having a headache too."

"By the way, where is that guy who came in with you from?"

"Him? My boyfriend."

"Really? Bringing your boyfriend to a strip club? I've rarely seen anyone like you," the man with the afro said with a laugh. "How about it? Want to consider being a dancer in our SM shows?"

"Don't think about it. I came here today because of work."

"How indifferent. A woman as outstanding as you would excel in either S or M battles."

"Stop talking, or my boyfriend will kill you," Revy laughed.

"Boyfriend?... Congratulations, look behind you."

"Ok?"

As soon as Levi turned her head, she saw Isaac being harassed by a group of dancers.

"Hey bro, how about you play with me for a bit later?"

"What an adorable child."

“Yes, children like these are quite rare in a place like Roanapur,” one of the dancers licked her lips. “They’re really tempting!”

Isaac: "..."

He didn't know why the people working in the brothel all treated him this way.

Could it be that my masculine appearance (big lie) has caused them to have an excess of hormones?

"FUCK!"

Levi got angry the moment she saw them and pulled out the pistol from her waistband.

Chapter 607: Business

"Honestly, I really shouldn't have brought you along this time." Revy looked out the car window with a displeased expression. "Are those women really that good?"

"Asking me won't help; they came to me first."

"Sigh...it's all because you have such a cute face."

"Please call me 'the tough guy'... never mind, maybe it'll be better when I'm a few years older." Isaac sighed.

"By the way, didn't you feel any attraction when you saw those strippers?"

"It's alright, their clothes, which are as light as gauze, do indeed arouse primal desires."

"Tch, what's the big deal? I could borrow one from the boss to wear home, no problem," Levi said dismissively.

“Forget it, none of that works,” Isaac said. “Functionality comes first. If possible, you should wear a bulletproof vest.”

"..."

Where to go next?

“Oh, this.” Levi thought about what Dutch had told her before and said, “I was originally going to the church to get weapons, but recently the merchant guild has started cooperating with you, so most of the weapons are being purchased from you.”

The church used to be a place that sold weapons, but most of their weapons were imported from IW and then sold at several times the price.

Now that IW has arrived here, their weapons business is naturally unable to continue. Of course, they are not an organization that has nothing to do except for the weapons business.

"Where to now?"

"Go to the boss's place, there's a batch of goods that needs to be delivered."

"Where in Balalaika?"

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Inside a small office, Balalaika stared at the screen with an expression that suggested she had been thoroughly exhausted, her hand clicking the mouse incessantly.

The screen was filled with moaning and groaning sounds, clearly indicating that it was an adult film.

"Miss Balalaika, what are you doing? Are you a pornography reviewer?"

“It’s editing videos. We have to finish editing twenty videos today.” She answered Isaac’s question with a blank look in her eyes. “I usually do this kind of thing.”

If Balalaika were a normal, spirited, and dignified presence, her current disheveled appearance would give the impression of someone who has burned out completely.

Levi, on the other hand, stared at the scene on the screen with great interest.

"What brings you here today?"

"Regarding the postponement of the next shipment," Levy said.

"You can just make a phone call about this."

"Since we're already out, we might as well stop by."

Looking at Balalaika, who seemed utterly listless and on the verge of saying "I feel like I'm dead," Isaac asked, "Can I ask you something?"

"Ok?"

"What's going on with your KGB now?"

Upon hearing this, Balalaika stopped what she was doing.

With her back to Isaac, she asked, "Why are you asking me this?"

“It seems that the remnants of the KGB are still working for Russia, and unsurprisingly, they have a conflict of interest with me,” Isaac said. “They seem to be dreaming of recreating the Soviet Union.”

“I dream like this every day, but I just can’t bring myself to like those KGB bastards.” Balalaika turned to look at Isaac with interest. “What? You want those pigs to do it?”

“If I could, I would prefer they don’t come looking for trouble with me. I’m not the kind of person who has nothing better to do than kill a few people to liven things up,” Isaac laughed.

"Hahahaha, you're really funny." Balalaika laughed loudly.

There are actually many similarities between Isaac and Balalaika.