Ninth class citizen

Chapter 77 She May Not Be Able to Intervene

Bosen pursed his lips and pushed another spreadsheet. "This is what we have compiled. It shows all the illegal materials you have acquired since you were certified as a first-level plant expert eight years ago. Of course, the value involved is only an estimate and may not be completely accurate. You can appeal according to the law."

Atkin's face twisted as he looked at the endless long form in front of him.

"And the deposit records in your account are already under our control, which is sufficient to serve as evidence for conviction."

Atkin's voice became quite hoarse: "I don't remember ever offending you."

"Huh? Who do you think we are?" Bosen raised his eyebrows in astonishment and said seriously:

"All resources in the wild belong to the Federation, and no one has the right to occupy them privately. If you do something wrong, you must be prepared to accept the consequences. As an eighth-class citizen, you should set an example, but unfortunately."

Atkin calmed down after listening to his high-sounding clichés.

He patted the table and looked at Parsons with sharp eyes:

"But these matters should not be handled by the Federal Special Affairs Bureau. You don't have that much free time."

"The Special Affairs Bureau monitors all industries." Before Bo Sen could say anything else, the door of the interrogation room was opened.

Shen Yao strode in and sat next to Bosen.

"Mr. Atkin is a smart man," he said, "so he should understand what we want."

"Gene medicine?" Mr. Atkin's eyes flashed with a gleam of light: "Apart from this, I don't have any other strengths that deserve the attention of the Special Affairs Bureau."

"A second-level gene stabilizer." Shen Yao said straight to the point: "Above D-level quality, in exchange for the previous incident."

Mr. Atkin sneered, "You think too highly of me. A mediocre fourth-level genetic optimizer has never been able to synthesize a first-level potion that reaches the D-level standard. I'm afraid I can't even think about the D-level of the second-level."

"To be honest, I don't know much about genetic optimizers." Shen Yao pushed his gold-rimmed glasses: "But the news I got is that you just sold a second-level potion a few days ago."

"That's just an F-grade universal repair potion. It's the easiest to synthesize among all the tier 2 potions."

Mr. Atkin explained with difficulty: "My level is here. The success rate of the second-level potion is extremely low, and it has never been higher than the quality of F grade."

In fact, this F-class potion failed because it used the high-purity concentrate provided by Nan Rong, otherwise it would have suffered the same fate.

The difficulty of synthesizing a second-level potion is completely different from that of a first-level potion.

But Shen Yao didn't want to hear these explanations.

"That's something you have to consider," he said indifferently, "and I only look at the results. If you can't come up with a potion I need within a week, you will face at least 15 years in prison. Believe me, including your previous buyers, no one will lend you a hand."

Mr. Atkin's expression changed constantly. After a long while, he raised his head and asked doubtfully:
"The price of a Level 2 gene stabilizer is not low, but it's not that high either. Even if it's of D-grade quality, 50 Cowans is enough. You can buy it from the Star Network. Why do you have to go through so much trouble and start with me?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough!" Bosen suddenly burst into a series of long coughs.

Shen Yao glanced at him and stood up.

He did not answer Atkin's question and simply had the electronic handcuffs unlocked.

"Three days." Shen Yao glanced at the time on the wrist terminal: "I will send someone to your door before 3:14 Federal Time. Either you give me the medicine or you lose your freedom."

After Atkin was sent away, Bosen came to Shen Yao and asked in confusion:

"Boss, why don't we go find Nan Rong directly? She is by Melissa's side. If she can fight for Bai Hao." Shen Yao glanced at him calmly: "As long as she can stay by Melissa's side, it will be fine. She may not be able to intervene in other matters, and Melissa is not someone who can listen to other people's opinions."

"Boss, you're right." Parsons lost his temper. "Now we can only place our hopes on Atkin."

"Don't worry. He knows that we have figured out his past. He will definitely find a way to buy the medicine and get it over with."

Throughout the afternoon, Nan Rong was either purifying the original liquid or trying to synthesize the medicine.

The purified liquid was divided into two parts, one of which was prepared for Melissa to use. The purity of the first-level liquid was increased to 60%, while that of the second-level was controlled between 55% and 57%, leaving herself some room for improvement.

As for the raw liquid for personal use, high standards and strict requirements are naturally required.

The purity of the first-level medicine has reached 65%. As for the second-level, there is no second-level medicine for the time being.

As a novice in potion synthesis, being able to synthesize a first-level potion is already a rare achievement.

There were still three or five people using the synthesis laboratory in the afternoon, and no one noticed Nan Rong's entry.

She quickly rushed into the innermost synthesis table, carefully closed the door from the inside, adjusted the reinforced crystal plate into an opaque mist structure, and checked that the projection screen was not turned on.

Afterwards, she called up the control system of the synthesis table and cancelled the option to save the synthesis records to ensure that no one could observe her operation process and results.

After doing all this, Nan Rong breathed a sigh of relief and placed the raw liquid storage box on the side of the synthesis table.

The material rack on the crafting table is not very large and can only hold up to five materials at a time.

Nan Rong filled the shelf with materials and then immersed himself in synthesizing the potion.

She did the preliminary preparations more than twice as fast as the last time she did it in front of Melissa and many classmates.

The movements were fast and steady, and every link was meticulous without any mistakes or omissions.

The sensor popped out and Nan Rong covered his forehead.

At first, she released 50% of her mental power, which turned into more than 3,000 grids.

If someone else saw this, they would be extremely surprised.

Because these more than 3,000 grids are all uniform in size and have smooth and lustrous outer surfaces, as if they were alloy products uniformly pressed by a machine, with absolutely no difference at all.

Judging from the appearance alone, it is more pleasing to the eye than what Melissa had blended before.

They acted automatically and spontaneously, pulling groups of fine molecules into their bodies. Those molecules seemed to have their own consciousness, and had no intention of resisting at all. They rushed in very cooperatively, quickly gathered together, and merged into active molecules one after another.

This doesn't seem to be that difficult.

Nan Rong released 80% of his mental power, and the number of perceived grids increased to nearly five, each of which was actively performing its duties.

Everything seemed familiar. Wave after wave of active molecules were fused and released, and a new batch of refined molecules were grouped and isolated.

But when the active molecules grew to nearly 50 percent, a mutation suddenly occurred.

(End of this chapter)