"No, I'm not going to put this body in a container. I've heard that there are legends about God's blood all over the world. In some legends, people who drink God's blood will have divine power. In some legends, God's blood can make people immortal. Therefore, I want to extract something valuable from God's blood."
Rouen Faxi didn't hide his intentions. He said it openly.
He knew that there was no point in lying to Chen Zhao and West.
He might even lose his chance completely.
Furthermore, if he had obtained the body of this god through deceit, he would not have been able to do so.
What if Chen Zhao found out?
Fight Chen Zhao head-on?
Stop joking. Rouen Faxi knew very well that his head would be twisted off and kicked like a ball.
After that, he might be resurrected by Helis. Of course, it wouldn't be a normal resurrection.
"There's very little God's Blood in this God's body. It's pitifully little."
The body looked like a normal person's. Its skin was firm and shiny.
In reality, it was just a dried corpse.
There was probably only a few mouthfuls of saliva left in its body.
"President, science is always accompanied by certain risks, but if we aren't willing to take on even this little risk, science will never progress," Rouen Faxi said righteously.
"We're not talking about science now. We're talking about theology and alchemy. It's anti-science."
"That's true, but the logic is the same, right?"
Rouen Faxi wasn't a person who gave up easily.
Plus, if he tried hard, he wouldn't lose anything whether he succeeded or not.
"Investments need returns. If you can control this God's body and make use of it, I don't mind giving it to you, because your increased combat power also belongs to the Supernatural Organization. But if you experiment with it, it's fine if you succeed, but if you fail, you won't even get your money back."
"President, even if you're a financial man, investing is risky."
"That's why I never invest in finance."
"Err …"
Rouen Faxi didn't even have the chance to say the lines he'd prepared.
"But people should be adventurous, right?"
"I like to live a stable life."
"…"
West glanced at Rouen Faxben and said, "Rouen, you're using the God's Blood for an experiment. You should at least explain what you can research and what we can obtain. After all, there are probably only a few portions of the God's Blood in the world. You're just saying that you can refine something valuable. Isn't that a little too disrespectful?"
To put it bluntly, both Chen Zhao and the Supernatural Organization were like investors.
On the other hand, Rouen was more like a fanatical scientist.
Businessmen pursued profits, while scientists pursued discoveries.
They weren't on the same channel at all.
West was actually speaking up for Rouen Faxben.
Although Rouen Faxi was a fanatical alchemist, he wasn't an idiot.
He understood the meaning behind West's words.
"President, I think the most basic research is enough to create a potion that can increase the power of the Supernatural Organization. I'm confident about that, but if we want to study the effects of the God's Blood, we'll need some formulas."
"What kind of formula?"
"I'm not sure," Rouen Faxben said. "There are related legends all over the world," Rouen Faxben said. "At the same time, there are a few recipes that use divine blood as the main ingredient. If I can find and obtain those recipes, it will be of great help to my research."
Chen Zhao and West glanced at each other. West nodded slightly and said, "President, how about this? We'll temporarily increase the power of all the members of the Supernatural Organization as Rouen's minimum requirement. The time limit is one year. Also, we'll help him search for related formulas around the world so he can study the God's Blood further."
"Sure, but for now, we'll focus on the God's Blood. I still hope to keep the God's Body intact. If anyone can use the God's Body to increase their power in the future, the God's Body will belong to them."
Actually, Chen Zhao was more inclined to give the God's Body to Helith. If she could use it, she'd benefit the most directly.
But Helith said that she couldn't use it, so Chen Zhao couldn't do anything.
Just then, the demon knife that Dongye Tianxi had placed beside his chair suddenly emitted a cloud of smoke that enveloped him.
White Face Ghost controlled Dongye Tianxi's body. Dongye Tianxi turned into a warrior.
"President." White Mask gave Chen Zhao a ninety-degree bow respectfully.
Of course, White Face Ghost wasn't here to cause trouble.
Causing trouble in front of Chen Zhao and the ten members of the Supernatural Organization was asking for trouble.
"What is it?"
"President, I hope that I can slash this body."
Everyone rolled their eyes. Chen Zhao said that he wanted to keep the God's Body intact.
White Face Ghost ran out and said that he wanted to cut him once.
"Why?"
"I want to obtain more power," White Face Ghost said righteously. "I also want to serve the president and the Supernatural Organization better."
"You only need to cut this body once?"
"Yes, I am a Demon Blade. To me, I can only slash humans and monsters. However, if I can slash a God, I will be able to rise to a higher level. I will become a Demon Blade that can slash Gods."
Chen Zhao raised an eyebrow. "There's such a thing?"
"Yes, so please allow my request, Lord President."
Chen Zhao didn't agree to White Face Ghost's request immediately. Instead, he asked Dongye Tianxi, "Dongye Tianxi, can you sense his intentions?"
Dongye Tianxi had been possessed by White Face Ghost, but he still maintained his consciousness.
Dongye Tianxi's appearance returned to normal. "President, I can feel Demon Knife's desire and anticipation. For now, he's loyal to you."
To Demon Knife, there was no such thing as eternal loyalty.
Once a demon knife was so powerful that its master couldn't control it, it would either kill its master or change its master.
This was why Dongye Tianxi said that Demon Knife was temporarily loyal to Chen Zhao.
"If the White-faced Ghost reaches the level of God Slayer, can you control him?"
"As long as the president is here, he'll never dare to disobey me."
"What's your intention?"
After all, Dongye Tianxi was the one who used White Face Ghost the most, so Chen Zhao was more willing to listen to his suggestions.
"President, I hope you can agree to Demon Knife's request. If he dares to disobey you one day, I'll personally bury him."
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