"So that's it, boss in black robe, it seems that the results are there, but they are only one percent of what they were just now. In order to have obvious results and good looks, these people are afraid that we will not be patient and can get more investment funds, so they commit fraud. The bad nature of human beings is still the same as before." Claudia explained to the black robe.
"Hmph, do they think we are those short-lived guys? Let alone a few months, even hundreds of years, we can afford to wait..." Black Robe said coldly.
"Yes, yes, we realized our mistake. We will not exaggerate the experimental results next time. Please forgive us this time." Director Madson nodded quickly.
"Hmph, then I'll spare you this time." Hei Pao said angrily.
Although it is said to be "forgive", everyone knows in their hearts that if the Eastern Lighthouse does not shine here, there is no such thing as "forgive". These two have already gone to hell.
"Isn't this good? Resorting to killing at every turn will only do bad things. Only with love in your heart can you learn to be tolerant and discover the truth." Knight A said solemnly.
"Humph, that's nonsense." Hei Pao felt his head hurt when he heard it, but he could only endure it because he couldn't beat him...
After Knight A finished speaking, he left.
Everyone in the room looked at each other's retreating figures with mixed emotions.
There was a hint of happiness in the black robe's hatred. If the other party hadn't stopped him, he would have delayed his master's plan.
You must know that the so-called genius is like this. If you kill him, it may not affect the final evolution of history, but it will definitely delay the process of history.
The director of this laboratory, Madson, was in charge of theoretical breakthroughs and was a theoretical genius; Wang Chao, his subordinate, was an experimental genius.
It's just that the management of their subordinates by the two people was obviously unqualified. This is also the responsibility they must bear. After all, they took the majority of the investment funds.
"Remember, please don't lie to me again. Master and I have a lot of patience. This is the last time I emphasize that next time, even Knight A will not be able to save you in time!" Black Robe said fiercely.
"Yes, yes, we will definitely strengthen management and we will never let such exaggerated experimental effects happen again, absolutely not." The half-bald white man nodded like garlic.
Just now, for the first time, he truly realized that in the face of absolute power and death, all the previous glory, status, money and fame, taste and grace... were all worth mentioning.
"It's good to know. We will transfer the funds for the next phase as usual, so you can take care of yourself." After saying that, the three people disappeared from the room with their black robes rolled up.
Then there was a roar in the room.
"Check it, we must check it, I want him to go to court and sit in the electric chair!"
"Just fine them a little, and let them work... Let's spare them for once, director."
… …
At the same time, system space.
Fang Ning was lying on the big bed in the lounge, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
"Hey, no wonder I was despised by the devil when I stayed at the camp last time. I didn't expect that he would have such big ambitions and goals... In comparison, our layout is indeed a bit small. No wonder some time ago, the sun's rays would appear repeatedly. Normal situation. Now I understand it all.”
"What are you mumbling about? Are you going to bed in broad daylight and all the ambitions you have set up before are being eaten by me?" the uncle said dissatisfied.
"I'm not sleeping, I'm thinking..." Fang Ning retorted weakly.
"Yes, you always fall asleep while thinking... Stop trying to fool me, you are always doing this." The uncle said disdainfully.
"Damn it, don't you know that geniuses often get inspiration in their sleep? I'm just following the methods of the sages." Fang Ning said plausibly.
"I don't understand. Do you know what the devil is doing?" The uncle quickly changed the subject.
"Hmph, you are an ignorant system. Didn't you see the way they experimented just now? They used an unknown blue material to cover the light bulb... Needless to say, Zhi Nan must have used some method some time ago. Covering the sun converts the sunlight into demonic energy, which causes the light to dim. But the principle is really incredible. How can the energy of this scientific world be transformed into the vitality of the extraordinary world..." Fang Ning said with disdain. .
"Humph, the wisdom of a mortal. He is a wise man among the demon saints, and the demons are the most intelligent. How can you, a mere mortal, think clearly?" the uncle said in disdain.
"Damn it, there is indeed an irreparable gap. I have to find a way to get back their set of information." Fang Ning said unwillingly.
"Whatever you want, you can ask Robert for help."
Fang Ning was surprised that the uncle could give effective suggestions so quickly: "Yes, you can immediately know who to ask for help..."
"Hahahaha, if the system secrets could not be leaked, I would have left you aside. Anyway, what you can do, others can do better..." the uncle said proudly.
"Damn it, I knew you had rebellious intentions, and you exposed everything. However, you finally forgot one thing. On this stage, I am the protagonist, and you are just a supporting role." Fang Ning gritted his teeth.
"Hmph, I have more roles than you, I am the protagonist." The uncle refused to give in.
"You are just a younger brother... But it seems I have to add some drama to myself." Fang Ning said thoughtfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Ning got up from the bed.
"Give me your body." He said confidently.
"What do you want your body for?"
"Getting down to business, the matter of Mana Bank needs to be started now. You have to know that people always have preconceptions. The older the bank, the more credibility it has. Look, how foresight I am to keep you as a knight. Reputation…”
System prompt: (The system has terminated hosting.)
"If you want your body, you need your body. Why all this nonsense?" The uncle muttered.
"Uh... just wait for me." Fang Ning said angrily after being interrupted.
… …
Villa living room.
Butler Zheng and Knight A were sitting across from each other.
"Old Zheng, I see that the number of people practicing "Nine Transformations of the Golden Pill" is increasing day by day. It is time to open a mana storage point so that they can temporarily store the mana that they cannot hold, and trade with others to supplement their family income." Fang Ning said seriously.
Zheng Dao's head is a bit big. He is already busy with a lot of things. Taking on another big job would be too much for him.
So he looked embarrassed and had no words for a moment.
"Why, are you in any trouble?" Fang Ning asked with concern.
"Well, I want to let the venerable know that this magic power storage point can be imagined. The future business will be as huge as the World Bank. I am not refusing. I am just worried that I will be too busy and delay the great cause of the venerable." He said seriously. Said.
"Yes, that's what you said." Fang Ning failed to push the blame. He is not the kind of boss who doesn't care about the process, only the results.
There is only one fate for this kind of boss, and that is to die to the point of death.
A boss who doesn't even bother to ask about the process may seem awesome, but in fact he will be easily deceived by his subordinates. In the end, there will be a lot of loopholes, something big will happen, and it is the boss who will be sentenced to jail...
"In the opinion of my subordinates, it is better to find a reliable person who is proficient in modern banking industry to handle this matter." Zheng Dao gave advice.
"Well, I understand, then you can go ahead and do your work."
"Okay, I'll take my leave." Zheng Dao left the living room and was busy with his many things.
Fang Ning looked at the other party's leaving figure and couldn't help frowning: "Old Zheng is indeed a bit busy, coordinating internal and external affairs, communicating with many forces, and also responsible for selling the uncle's special supplies... This matter of the Mana Bank cannot be left to us anymore. He, after all, he doesn’t have the multi-threading capabilities of the uncle.”
"Then who are you going to give it to? There are only a few followers, but there are quite a few friendly troops. There are already more than 300 people, and there are hundreds of righteousness tanks. Half of them are supported by the number of friendly troops." The uncle was confused.
"Hmph, there are so many friendly troops, so why don't you find a suitable one for me now?" Fang Ning said contemptuously.
"Well, after all, friendly forces are not as reliable as followers. In a life-or-death situation, they will still become neutral... After all, they are not loyal to the death. The mana bank is too important, so it probably cannot be handed over to friendly forces..." the uncle said sarcastically.
"It's good to know." Fang Ning said with satisfaction after giving the old man a blow.