"Since this recursive cycle is so powerful, Mr. Rich Boss, hurry up and let it circulate …" Sir System urged.
Fang Ning nodded. "You're right, but only you can complete this task. Your System Space is the key to increasing productivity …"
"Uh, you've been patrolling back and forth for half a day, but in the end, all you do is talk. You don't have to do any work, and it's all on me?" Sir System said angrily.
"This is the main purpose of seizing …" Fang Ning said proudly.
"I'll kill you." Sir System said angrily.
"Even if you beat me to death, you won't be able to live." Fang Ning lay down in the lounge and said confidently, "Alright, I've already taught you the method. Go look for Zheng Dao yourself and let him be in charge of adjusting these production lines. There's only one goal, which is to increase the production of various pills that can help cultivate malevolent spirits."
"I'm so stupid, really. I knew you'd work hard, but I didn't expect you to work hard for only three minutes …" Sir System said unhappily.
"Don't be discontented. I can increase your efficiency by a lot with just three minutes of hard work. That's not bad." Fang Ning was too lazy to move.
He had just finished a lap, and he already had an idea of what to do. His fear of the Upper Realm deities had mostly faded.
Sir System had a lot of industries now. As long as they operated properly, he would not have to worry about experience points.
Even if the deities from the Upper Realm descended, their power would not come from nothing. They would still be limited by the Heaven and Earth here.
Earth, no, this universe had just started to turn from materialism to mystery. The total power of the mysterious side was limited.
Those deities could not exert the same power as when the Upper Realm was at its peak. This could be seen from the Golden Deity and the arhat from before.
Sir System had a unique rule that allowed him to increase his strength by farming experience points. This was something no one else could compare to. It was the only one in the universe.
Therefore, he went back to rest with peace of mind.
…
Vigilante A returned to the farm villa and looked for Zheng Dao.
"Butler, we have a lot of industries under our name now. We need to sort them out and determine our development priorities …"
Then, Sir System told Zheng Dao about Fang Ning's analysis. The focus of development was naturally the pill industry, especially the production of Yin Attribute pills.
Sir System naturally did not eat those things. They were all given to malevolent spirits.
Although Zheng Dao didn't know the details, he didn't ask too much. Instead, he took out a small notebook and seriously noted them down.
Sir System's alchemy lab was highly efficient, but even with ten threads, it was still not enough in the face of the modern production line technology of the alchemy industry.
Sir System's advantage was in the production of top-notch pills. The reputation of the Dragon Clan Honey-flavored Pill had long been a legend in the world.
"Yes, Venerable One. The next phase of my work will be focused on this. I'll do my best to make arrangements for these industries and increase the production of Yin-attributed pills. But there's a problem … "Zheng Dao hesitated.
"Just say it." Vigilante A nodded.
"Based on my years of experience in managing the online store, the market for Yin-attributed pills is extremely small. If we mass produce them, it's very easy for us to fall into a situation where we can't sell them. If we can't exchange them for cash flow, it will cause the production chain to stagnate." Zheng Dao pointed out a core problem.
"Damn it, Mr. Rich Boss, you're surprisingly lazy. You didn't even consider these details," Sir System said angrily.
"Uh, you're really stupid. I'm just pretending. Wouldn't it be better to split it into two parts? One part is what the market needs, and the other part is what you need. Make sure that the products produced by these two parts achieve a dynamic balance of payments. "Fang Ning was speechless.
After all, he had played countless business simulation games, and he had played all kinds of click-and-place games, so this problem was not difficult for him.
Thus, Vigilante A said the same thing, and Zheng Dao nodded.
Zheng Dao naturally knew this solution, but as a butler, he could not make the decision on his own. He had to get the master's approval.
"Oh right, Mr. Rich Boss, don't just stay at home. Go take a look at the herb garden in the Draconic Arcane Realm. Chong Daqing sneaked in again just now, and it even brought Ren Ruofeng along. Don't let it eat my herbs. The Whitestone people are too honest to keep an eye on it, and Tom the cat went to Morality City to farm." Sir System could not stand it anymore, so he found work for Fang Ning.
"Uh, why is it here again? I'll go then. "Fang Ning was stunned when he heard that, then he lazily got up.
Sir System's words reminded him that there was still one more person in the storage of experience points, and that was Daqing.
Although he did not know when it would be until it was full again, it was still a thought.
Fang Ning went into the Draconic Arcane Realm next door, and in a few steps, he arrived at the herb garden.
Sir System was right, Chong Daqing was lying under the stem of the old ginseng, digging the soil.
"I feel that you should have ripened a long time ago. Can you give me one of your roots to eat?"
Chong Daqing's words caused the old ginseng to shake violently, and its leaves to shake wildly.
"Oh, you agree, right?" Chong Daqing continued to use both its limbs to dig the soil with all its might.
Fang Ning rolled his eyes when he heard that, it was blatantly bullying the old ginseng for not being able to speak!
At this time, there was a delicate little girl next to the old ginseng. She was squatting by the side, and she said carefully, "Little green insect, Grandpa Ginseng seems to be saying that it can't give you its roots."
Ren Ruofeng was standing next to the little girl, and on his very young face, there was a kind smile, and it looked a little strange.
"That's impossible, Hong Hu. I used to sing so many songs for it, and that's why it can't grow up properly. We're such good friends, how can it not be exchanged for a ginseng root?" Chong Daqing turned a deaf ear to him, and lowered its head to dig the soil.
"Ahem …" Fang Ning walked into the herb garden, and reminded Chong Daqing that its master was here.
When Fang Ning appeared in the Draconic Arcane Realm, he showed up with his real identity. After all, his fiancée, Liu Yao, and her family were still taking refuge here.
"Oh, it's you. Wait a moment, when I dig out a ginseng root, help me make an old hen ginseng stew, it'll be delicious." Chong Daqing said proudly.
When the old ginseng heard that, it shook even more violently, and its leaves were about to fall off.
"Uh, Sir System, do you know why this old ginseng refused? It's not a big deal even if it lost a root … Daqing did help it a lot. "Fang Ning was also puzzled.
"Isn't that obvious? You're so stupid, really. "Sir System took the opportunity to retaliate." You've never cared about the old ginseng, don't you know that it's about to transform? "
"Hiss, I see." Fang Ning suddenly realized.
He hurriedly walked forward and grabbed Chong Daqing.
The old ginseng quietened down, and its leaves trembled slightly, looking very grateful.
"Uh, Fang the Cook, what are you doing? Let me go! "Chong Daqing shook left and right.
"Sigh, it's not that this old ginseng is stingy, but do you know that it's about to transform?" Fang Ning patiently comforted it.
"Of course I know, otherwise why would I come here to dig out some roots to eat?" Chong Daqing raised its head and said confidently.
"Uh … You're right," Fang Ning was speechless. "It's exactly because of this that it's so scared. Think about it, if you cut off one of its roots, it'll probably lose an arm or a leg after it transforms …"
"Losing an arm or a leg is still a good thing, if it's not careful, it'll become a eunuch ginseng … It won't be able to recover it in a lifetime of cultivation." Sir System gloated.
"Uh, your imagination is bigger than mine, but that might be the truth, or else this old ginseng wouldn't be so scared. This is the real meaning of 'keeping the roots' … "Fang Ning agreed.
"That's right." Sir System was very sure.
At this moment, Chong Daqing heard this and said dejectedly, "Then what should I do? Don't tell me that I've been working hard for two years for nothing? "
Ren Ruofeng was amused by the side, this little insect really had a unique personality.
"After it transforms, you can eat those ginseng roots that turn into beards and hair." Fang Ning had an idea.
At this moment, the old ginseng's leaves swayed up and down again, as if saying, "That works."
"Uh, Fang the Cook, that's a good idea. Let's do it this way, I'll wait for it for a while." Chong Daqing's worries turned into joy.
"That's good, it's finally settled." Fang Ning let out a long sigh, and finally had the time to greet Ren Ruofeng and Sir System.
Naturally, he knew about the relationship between this little girl and Ren Ruofeng. There were very few people in this world who knew about this relationship, and he and Sir System were two of them.
"Senior Ren, you're here to see Hong Hu again?" Fang Ning said politely. Knowing was one thing, but he could not point it out.
"Yes, her mother joined the Truth Department, I have to do something too …" Ren Ruofeng said pretentiously.
"Uh, you're right. You guys have fun, I still have something to do, so I'll be taking my leave." Fang Ning smiled.
"Alright, Mister Fang, please go ahead." Ren Ruofeng smiled.
Then, Fang Ning turned around and left, and the voices of two people and an insect came from behind.
"Little green insect, here's this cake for you, Brother Ren gave it to me …"
"Alright, you're such a good child, I'll sing for you."
"Alright, alright, hurry up and sing."
"Mm, I've just learned a song about growing flowers, listen well."
"Oh, I'll listen well."
"A … little … flower … la … la … la …"
"…"
"…"
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