Chapter 2845
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"Isaac, are you on Mystical Island now?"
"Yes, Boss. What's up?" Isaac immediately perked up.
Ever since Chen Zhao recruited him to manage the Marine Biology Research Institute, he didn't bother with him anymore.
Apart from giving him funding regularly, there wasn't any other communication.
Ezekiel was rather disappointed.
He never worked hard to become a researcher.
All of his efforts were for the sake of success and recognition.
Chen Zhao was clearly someone worthy of his investment.
Of course, he didn't invest in money. Instead, he invested in his time and loyalty.
Recently, he'd been in charge of researching the creatures and ecosystem on Mystical Island.
He'd already achieved some results.
"Inform the researchers in the institute that there's a strong earthquake in the nearby sea. It might cause a large tsunami, so tell them to evacuate Mystical Island immediately."
"Strong earthquake? Tsunami? "Isaac was a little surprised.
He hadn't received any relevant notification.
When did it happen?
Most islands and offshore areas were monitored for earthquakes and tsunamis.
Once there was an earthquake in the nearby sea, a regional notification would be sent immediately.
But now, the earthquake bureau hadn't notified him. Instead, it was Chen Zhao.
Isaac hesitated. He didn't know if he should listen to Chen Zhao.
What if the earthquake didn't come?
It might be the Marine Biology Research Institute.
It seemed like one or two days of delay was fine.
In fact, it was more important.
Some equipment couldn't be stopped.
And for some ongoing experiments, if the people left, it might cause the experiment to fail.
Normally, it would cost tens of thousands of dollars a day to maintain.
But if the people left, it would be a loss of tens of millions of dollars a day.
"I'm planning to increase the institute's funding. Also, I'll increase your pay."
Chen Zhao quite liked Isaac's style of doing things. He put profit above everything else.
Some things didn't need to be said clearly.
He just had to say it clearly.
Isaac heard Chen Zhao's words.
He immediately reacted.
It didn't matter if there was a tsunami.
Chen Zhao wanted him and the researchers to evacuate Mystical Island.
It didn't matter what Chen Zhao's goal was.
Anyway, he just had to do it.
"Boss, we have enough funding now."
"It's fine. We'll do the research and buy the equipment. The rest of the money will be used to subsidize your living expenses."
Isaac was speechless. Chen Zhao almost said, "I'll give you the money directly if you cooperate."
"Boss, I'll inform them immediately. By the way … do you need me to inform the construction team on the island?"
Since Chen Zhao wanted to clear the place, it couldn't just be people from the research institute.
"I know the boss of the construction team," Chen Zhao said. "I'll inform him myself."
The construction team and the research institute were not the same company. How could the construction team listen to Isaac?
So, Chen Zhao contacted Felwood directly.
Felwood Scoe's reply was more decisive than Isaac's.
Felwood Scott served Chen Zhao wholeheartedly. He was Chen Zhao's breadwinner.
Plus, he wasn't an idiot. Chen Zhao had told him that there would be a tsunami.
Regardless of whether Chen Zhao was telling the truth or not, he couldn't ignore it.
In three hours, the thousands of people on the mystical island had all been evacuated.
This efficiency could not be said to be slow. It was probably even more efficient than the American army.
After confirming that everyone on the island had left, Chen Zhao landed on the island with Ares.
Xi Lai Wenger naturally followed behind Chen Zhao.
"What materials do you need?" Chen Zhao asked.
"Blood, a lot," Xi Lai Wenger said. Xi Lai Wenger said, "At the very least, we need human blood. If it's the blood of a magical beast, the higher the better."
"Is dragon blood okay?"
"Uh … yes …"
Xi Lai Wenger was speechless. But thinking carefully, it was not strange that Chen Zhao could kill a few dragons.
After all, in the Holy Kingdom, Chen Zhao had killed a terrifying dragon with one move.
Chen Zhao placed the bucket of dragon blood before Xi Lai Wenger.
It was a bucket. Apart from being a bit bigger, there was nothing strange about it.
"Is it enough?"
"Yes."
Xi Lai Wenger found a relatively large empty space and started making a seal.
It was different from the magic formation in Chen Zhao's memory.
Xi Lai Wenger's seal was to punch symbols into the ground.
They were arranged neatly, completely different from a magic formation.
"This is your sealing spell?"
"It's not magic. It's primitive language."
"What's the difference?" Chen Zhao asked.
"Primitive language is the origin of western supernatural civilization," Xi Lai Wenger said. Xi Lai Wenger said, "For example, the gods of Olympus can be traced back to primitive writing."
"Oh? What's the relationship between the two? "
"Primitive language involves some deeper mysteries, such as rules." Xi Lai Wenger did not hide anything. Or rather, he did not have the right to hide anything from Chen Zhao.
Of course, with Chen Zhao's knowledge, he might not be able to understand no matter how much Xi Lai Wenger said.
"First of all, the primitive language is divided into three stages. The first stage is the beginner stage. This stage is the entry stage. What you come into contact with are some ordinary characters and symbols. As long as you have enough time, most people can learn it." Xi Lai Wenger continued, "The difficulty is about the same as the most mainstream languages in the world."
"The second stage is the decipherment. I and a few people in this world who have mastered the primitive language are all at this stage. These learned characters begin to form new meanings through permutation and combination. This stage has already involved the supernatural level. Different permutations will also bring different effects. However, the permutation of some characters requires powerful magic to fuse."
"The third stage is the stage of Transcendence and Holiness. Although I haven't reached it yet, there are records of it in the ancient texts. Holy Prophets mean that they possess extraordinary knowledge. Every Divine Prophet will create a unique rune that belongs only to them. " Xi Lai Wenger glanced at Ares. "The creator of the Olympian gods was a holy person. He created a mythical era."
Chen Zhao was speechless. This thing could create an Olympian god?
He looked at Xi Lai Wenger seriously. His gaze had changed.
It was as if he was more important than Ares!
The reason why Xi Lai Wenger said that was actually to bet on himself.
Only by showing his value would he not be killed.
It was helpless and realistic.
His life was in Chen Zhao's hands now.
His life depended on Chen Zhao's thought.
If Chen Zhao thought that he was useless, then he should prepare for his death.
Even now, Xi Lai Wenger was still scared when he faced Chen Zhao.
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