I'm in Warhammer, I just want to grow mushrooms

Chapter 71 Beautiful Warhammer (3.8k)

Not far from the entrance are fields where white-back tobacco is grown, and further away are fields that have been abandoned due to disease.

The Sister of Silence approached the tobacco leaves infected with bacteria, and the purple, black, gray and other colors on the leaves disappeared in an instant.

The manor manager was stunned, and then he was ecstatic, thinking that his manor was saved.

But when the Sisters of Silence moved away from the tobacco leaves, the disease symptoms on the leaves reappeared.

The manager's expression fell and he became listless.

The psychic expert picked up the tobacco leaf and looked at it carefully for a moment.

A low Gothic voice was broadcasted from under his helmet using a sound array device:
"This psychic mold only infects plants, not humans or poultry. Manager, accept your loss and burn all these tobacco leaves as soon as possible."

The judge nudged the frustrated manager with his elbow:

"Hey, did you hear what the psychic expert said? He told you to burn all the diseased tobacco leaves. Next time I pass by here, if there are still these disgusting leaves in the manor, you will be in trouble."

"Yes, sir, I understand." The manager looked at the psychic expert with expectation:
"Is there really no solution?"

"Tsk, you are really stubborn." The judge clicked his tongue impatiently and raised his eyebrows.

The psychic expert raised his hand and waved it to appease the judge:
"There is a way, but the cost is beyond your imagination. The biological sages of the Mechanicus may have a way to deal with this mold, provided that you have enough capital to ask them for help."

“Okay…ok.” The manager became increasingly frustrated.

Over the next half hour, the judge carefully inquired about the entire process of this round of disease outbreak.

About a month ago.

Someone came to the estate to sell fertilizer and gave the manager a bag of trial products.

Based on the principle that it is idiotic not to take advantage of a good deal, the manager tried out the new fertilizer in the laboratory of the estate.

Who would have thought that overnight, all the tobacco leaves in the entire estate were infected with mold.

This damn mold will not kill the tobacco leaves, it will only live on them like a parasite, making the manager extremely conflicted as to whether to burn them or not.

After listening to the manager's description, the judge patted him on the shoulder:

"Okay, don't be so depressed. I have good news for you. The people who sold you the fertilizer are a group of illegal psychics. We are here to arrest them. After they are brought to justice, you can ask them for compensation."

The manager shook his head silently, giving up hope of any compensation.

As for revenge against illegal psychics.

Oh, forget it, it’s a good thing that I’m not killed by them.

The people from the Ministry of Justice and the Black Ship Alliance left in a car, and the depressing atmosphere lingering over the manor dissipated a little, but sadness still flowed.

The manor is already seriously in deficit and is living purely on loans.

Now we have to burn all the tobacco leaves.

Despair and pessimism filled everyone's hearts, and the scene became silent for a while.

"Ahem." Li Nuo coughed lightly and took out a metal business card from his jacket pocket:
"Let me introduce myself formally. I am the negotiating representative of Umbrella Biotech Corporation. You can call me Li Nuo."

The manager gathered his energy, took the business card, and smiled bitterly:

"Hello, Li Nuo. As you can see, the manor is going bankrupt, and we don't have the money to buy your company's products."

"Oh, okay." Li Nuo took out the second metal business card:

"Let me introduce myself again. I am the negotiating representative of Umbrella Asset Appraisal Company. According to public market information, Baiguo Manor's debt-to-asset ratio has reached 130%, and the probability of bankruptcy in this financial month is 100%. The net asset value is approximately negative million credit points. Am I correct?"

The manor manager's expression of despair was mixed with anger. Anyone whose scars were exposed and stepped on would not be in a good mood:
"Yes, yes, you are right. The manor is actually bankrupt. You don't need to remind me. Once that damn bank seizes my manor, I will become a homeless dog and spend the rest of my life paying off the debt. What can I do for you? Umbrella's negotiator!"

By the time he said the last few words, the manager was close to a roar.

Li Nuo remained calm and took out the third metal business card from his pocket:

"Let me introduce myself to you for the third time. I am the negotiating representative of Umbrella's Distressed Asset Disposal Company. We are willing to purchase your manor and all its facilities and inventory for 50 million credit points."

"Five million? You want to buy my estate for five million?! This five million can't even pay off my debts... Eh? That's not right."

The manager was stunned, his hands clenched into fists and raised to his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief:
"How much did you say?"

"Fifty million credit points, not five million. Cash, full payment, on-site transaction."

The manager's eyes were out of focus.

The employees around exclaimed in shock, their shock far outweighed their surprise.

"Is this guy crazy? Fifty million to buy our manor?"

"Why doesn't he just buy the ones that are working?"

“Could it be a liar?”

Li Nuo looked around and said to everyone:
"Fifty million, full payment in cash. I'm adamant. But I have a few conditions."

Li Nuo stared at the frowning manager:
“The first condition is that I want all the shares of Baiguo Manor.

“The second condition is that all of you must start work immediately after I complete the acquisition.

"The third condition is that the asset price of the manor itself is worth at most 30 million credit points, but your Baiguo family's experience and connections make me willing to pay an extra 20 million. I hope you can do your best to meet my production and sales requirements."

The manager looked down at the three business cards in his hand and said in a deep voice:
“I require a capital verification.”

Li Nuo took out the data tablet and opened the Umbrella Group’s financial account.

Cash: 80,000 throne coins.

Converted into credit points, it is 80 million.

The manager's chest heaved violently:
"I need to discuss this with my family. The shares of the manor are dispersed among the members of the Baiguo family. I personally only own 33.3%."

"No problem, please give me an answer as soon as possible."

The manager hurried away, leaving the employees looking at each other in bewilderment.

Li Nuo took the opportunity to bend down and pick up the soil and stones that Sister Silence had stepped on and put them into his pocket.

The employees were confused but did not ask any further questions.

After a while, the manager came back, accompanied by an old man with gray hair who looked somewhat similar to the manager.

"Mr. Li Nuo, can I ask what the Umbrella Group wants the manor to grow?" The old man had a hoarse voice and relied on the onomatopoeia device in his throat to communicate with people.

"We want to grow whiteback tobacco."

The old man was not expecting this answer, and replied hesitantly: "But the white spine tobacco has suffered from disease..."

"Yes, we know. Our Umbrella Biotech Company has more than 3,000 patents in the biological field, one of which happens to be able to solve the disease problem of white spine tobacco."

Li Nuo is not bragging about having more than 3,000 patents in the biological field.

Yesterday, when he used the system for automatic simulation, he not only discovered mold that could deal with psychic mold, but also harvested countless new fungi.

Li Nuo spent a lot of money to register all these fungi and obtained a large number of patents, which greatly enriched the patent library of Umbrella Biotech.

The old man asked excitedly:

"Then can you share the patent with us for a fee?"

Li Nuo decisively refused:

"No, we have no intention of sharing the patent. We only want to acquire your estate."

An employee nearby whispered:
"Could it be that you, Umbrella, are poisoning us?"

Once these words were spoken, they caused a huge uproar.

"It's possible! The illegal psychic that the Imperial Law Enforcement Department wants to arrest might be this person."

"First they destroyed us with germs, then bought us out at a low price. How wicked!"

Sure enough, conspiracy theories have a market in every world.

The manager and the old man looked at Li Nuo with unpredictable eyes, and it was obvious that they believed these conspiracy theories.

Li Nuo clapped his hands, signaling everyone to be quiet, and said calmly:
"Don't forget that I came here with the Sisters of Silence and the Judge of the Imperial Law Enforcement Department. If I have any problems, they will never let me go."

The scene became quiet.

Cricket Linuo's people recalled the awe and fear they felt when facing the Sister of Silence, and they couldn't help but shudder, and their belief in the conspiracy theory was shaken a little.

Li Nuo continued:

"If our company is really the instigator or accomplice in framing your manor, then you will make a lot of money. Not only can you get our money, but you can also occupy the manor legally as compensation. Am I right?"

The manager and the old man fell into deep thought.

The employees were whispering to each other, some updated their version of the conspiracy theory and continued to criticize Umbrella, but some also agreed with Li Nuo's statement.

Li Nuo was neither anxious nor angry, he just stood there as calm as water.

After a long while, the old man asked in a negotiating tone:
"Can the shareholding requirements be relaxed a little? I founded this manor because I wanted my descendants to have someone to rely on. Now I no longer expect the manor to regain its former glory.

"I just hope that after I'm gone, my descendants can live an easier life. And the employees around me, they and their parents are also old employees here, and have witnessed the rise and fall of this manor..."

The manager's eyes were red and the employees were silent.

Li Nuo had anticipated this and opened the document on the data board and gave it to the old man for review.

The old man read it carefully, with a look of surprise on his face:

"Are you sure? Such generous conditions are really... really beyond my imagination."

"I'm sure. I own 71% of the shares, the Baiguo family owns 20%, and the employees collectively own 9%."

"What is employee stock ownership?" asked a young worker.

Li Nuo looked at him, then glanced at the other confused employees and gave a brief explanation:
"All workers in the manor can own shares of the manor, and dividends will be distributed every financial month according to the number of shares held. The more the manor earns, the more dividends you will get."

The employees' faces lit up with joy, and their eyes turned toward the old man and the manager with enthusiasm, wishing they could rush up to help them sign the contract.

"We'll discuss this a bit more and we'll be able to give you an answer in half an hour at most. Please come with us to the main building and rest for a while."

The old man returned the data tablet to Li Nuo, and invited Li Nuo to follow him. His steps became obviously much lighter than before.

Li Nuo is not in a hurry. He just needs to finalize the transfer today or tomorrow.

He walked along the field road towards the main building. On both sides were fields full of whiteback tobacco. Many agricultural facilities had been shut down due to disease and disasters, standing above the farmland like sculptures.

At its peak, Baiguo Manor supplied more than 80% of the raw materials for sun-dried cigarettes in the entire hive, and its net asset value reached a maximum of 5.2 million credit points, or 52 throne coins.

If it hadn't been plagued by disease for several years in a row, it would never have been so lowly.

Half an hour later, it was evening.

The artificially created sunset cast a golden glow on the manor.

The servants in the main building led Li Nuo to the banquet hall.

Here, Li Nuo met all the core members of the Baiguo family.

They were, in order, the elderly owner of the household, his son - the estate manager, his daughter-in-law and three grandsons. Next to the daughter-in-law were the owner's daughter, son-in-law, two granddaughters and two grandsons.

The manager came to Li Nuo and stretched out his right hand, with a bright smile on his face, as if he had escaped a disaster:
"Let me introduce myself formally. I am Pamir Baiguo, the manager of the manor. Please enjoy your dinner here first. We will discuss the details of the equity transfer plan in the study later."

Li Nuo raised the corner of his mouth and shook hands with Pamir vigorously:
“I’m glad you made the right decision.”

"Yes, I also think this is the right decision. I have to go to the bank to release the mortgage as soon as possible, otherwise those damn vampires will suck all our assets dry."

Pamir complained about the bank and introduced the other members to Li Nuo.

Everyone sat down around the rectangular dining table. The silver candlesticks on the table had been lit, and the servants handed over tableware and appetizers in gentle whispers.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the house through the half-open stained glass, casting golden beams of light.

The children laughed and played under the light, and gave their favorite candies to Li Nuo, who saved the Baiguo family.

Li Nuo looked at the happy scene in front of him and his heart was shaken.

Before the time travel, no matter how hard he studied or worked, it would have been impossible for him to live in a single-family house or own a vast manor.

But now, he did it.

Dad, Mom, have you seen it?

I live well in the Warhammer world, and in the future I will have many branches and leaves like the Baiguo family.

Don't worry, I will survive.

"Oh, uncle, why are you crying?" The little girl poked Li Nuo's arm with her white fingertips.

Li Nuo smiled gently:

"The sunset is a bit dazzling, it's normal to shed tears."

(End of this chapter)