"It's Chinese New Year tomorrow," Chen Zhao said. "Rouen, you'll be in charge of making some magic tools as gifts for our members," Chen said.
"President, Chinese New Year is a holiday for you Chinese …"
"Is there a problem?" Chen Zhao turned to look at Rouen.
"Okay, no." Rouen immediately admitted defeat. "But, Guild Leader, what quality do you think I should give?"
"What quality can you make? And it can be mass-produced. "
"President, any magic tool that can be made can be mass-produced, even divine artifacts. But those that can aren't anything good."
"Why?"
"Since technology isn't the problem, materials become the biggest problem," Rouen said. "Even if the Supernatural Organization has a lot of dragon materials, it's not practical to mass produce magic tools. It's even more troublesome to make magic tools that are mainly made of other materials." Rouen Faxben said.
"I killed a few more dragons earlier. Is it enough to make a magic tool with dragon bodies as the main material?"
"How many?"
"Fifteen. Twelve of them are high-level. They're at the level of Dragon Father."
Rouen Faxiben gasped. He knew Chen was terrifying, but killing twelve dragons at the level of the Dragon Father still shocked him.
"President, the materials from Dragon Father dragons are indeed high-level. They can even be used to make divine artifacts, but we don't have enough time to make such high-level magic tools."
"Didn't you say that we can mass produce them as long as we have enough materials?"
"Yes, but we still need time."
"How much time?"
"I can only make two per day."
"So little?"
"President, that's if we have a clear idea. We can only make two a day after the first magic tool is made," Rouen said helplessly. Rouen Faxi said helplessly, "For a non-standard magic tool, you must first have a clear direction, then try, and then …"
"Stop, stop, stop. Tell me, how much time do you need?"
"President, tell me first. What kind of magic tool do you want to make?"
"Of course it's to increase our people's combat power and self-defense."
Chen Zhao's request was simple — power.
It could be used by the Supernatural Organization to strengthen and equip themselves.
"It's very simple, and it's not difficult to design. But still, time."
"How long?"
"The design will take at least half a month."
Chen shook his head. "That's too long."
"Guild Leader, it's impossible to be any faster."
"What if I have a ready-made blueprint?"
"It also depends on the difficulty," Rouen said.
"Forget it, I don't need your help. I'll find another alchemist myself." Chen waved his hand.
Rouen smiled bitterly. "President, unless you can find the world's best alchemist."
Chen was not familiar with Wende, the top alchemist in the human world.
But Chen could find it in Hell.
He wouldn't dare to say that he was the number one Alchemist, but he could at least find an Alchemist on par with Wende.
Phoenix Nitake's alchemy level was no worse than Wind's.
"Help me keep an eye on that dragon. If he does anything wrong, inform me immediately."
Chen also had to go home to prepare for Chinese New Year's Eve.
…
Varian Marks and Zefra's team followed behind the rest of the team.
Max Manor seemed to be defenseless.
Over a thousand Spiritualists charged into Max's Manor.
Then, they went straight in and took care of a few small problems.
After finding a secret passage, they entered it one after another.
However, the passage was like a maze, full of twists and turns.
Varian Marks and Zevra's team also took a different path.
"Fankel, there's such a huge space under your house."
"I didn't know there was such a huge maze under the manor." Jane Fankel followed behind the team in silence.
As a matter of fact, it wasn't that Jane Fankel didn't know about the maze.
When she was very young, she had entered it by mistake.
Fortunately, her father found her at the entrance of the labyrinth.
Later on, Jane Fangkel found a map hidden in her father's study.
The maze was not just a flat surface. It was a three-dimensional maze with many layers from top to bottom.
With her super memory, she remembered every corner and dead end in the maze.
Of course, she also knew the correct route.
Zefra glanced at Jane Fankel behind her.
"Are you a member of this family too?"
"Is there a problem?" Jane Fankel raised her head and looked at Zefra.
Although Zefra looked younger than her daughter, she suspected that Zefra was the same as Varian Marks.
However, she suspected that Zefra was the same as Varian Max, an old monster who looked young but was actually hundreds of years old.
"No, there's no problem." Zefra shook her head. "Hober Timmore Haber has many descendants in this world. According to the information I received, there were three families in history that were no smaller than the Marks Family. These families were seeds that Hober Timmore Haber deliberately left in the human world. However, they were eventually destroyed. Not by other human forces, but by Hober Timmore Haber himself."
Jane Fankel's brows furrowed slightly, but she did not speak. She continued to maintain her silence.
Zefra continued, "Hober Timmore Haber knows how to take advantage of the weaknesses of humans. Wealth, honor, women, and extraordinary strength. Even if his descendants had great wealth and power, they could not escape the temptation of Hober Timmore Haber. Hober Timmore Haber also used his greedy descendants to achieve his evil goals. After he was done with them, they would be cleaned up like garbage."
Zefra glanced at Varian Marks and continued, "Do you want to know how Hober Timmore Haber got rid of his descendants?"
Jane Fankel raised her head. She could feel that Zefra said all this on purpose.
However, she could not help but be curious. She wanted to ask Zefra for an answer.
"Devour," Zefra said. Zefra said, "He gives his power to his children, and then this power is like a seed that takes root and germinates in his children's bodies. In a very short period of time, these children will become very powerful, even close to the level of an adult dragon. However, there is a price for their growth in such a short period of time, and that is their lives. They are so immersed in their own power that they are unable to extricate themselves and do not even realize it. Then, their final death will be personally bestowed by Hober Timmore Haber."
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