Sequence Beyond: My Wife is a Mysterious Boss

Lin Bai's mind raced as he went through all the living things he recognized around him.

Su Wan?

Next one.

Anyone who dares to lie to that crazy woman will probably be turned into a bowl of rib soup on the spot, without even having to apologize afterwards.

Gu Canglan?

That old lamp spirit was like a ghost; even his hair was hollow. Trying to fool him was harder than making a sow climb a tree.

Shen Shu?

That girl is a physics-based mage. If he dares to lie, he'll definitely get a wrench stuck in his nose the next second.

Playing along? She'll only play along at a funeral.

Xie Qingtang?

This violent woman will probably only cooperate with Iron Fist...

Iron Fist?

Forget it, bullying someone with intellectual disabilities will get me struck by lightning, and besides, this idiot probably won't even realize I'm lying to him.

Lin Bai's gaze wandered in the void before finally settling on a blurry figure.

That guy, locked in a cage, looked like an abandoned golden retriever with clear eyes.

Ah Qi.

"..."

Lin Bai felt inexplicably choked up.

In this wasteland world where people eat each other, Ah Qi is the purest creature he has ever seen.

They are simple, loyal, and even if they are sold out, they might still happily help you count the money.

"That's a bit... utterly unethical."

Lin Bai sighed and rubbed his temples hard. "Why are all the methods of these sorcerers so illogical?"

But just a second later, that trace of sentimental guilt was crushed by the will to survive.

conscience?

That's a luxury only found in safe zones. In the wasteland, how much does conscience cost per pound?

"At worst, I'll treat him better afterward and raise him like a younger brother." Lin Bai gritted his teeth and silently lit a candle for Ah Qi in his heart.

"Sorry bro, I'll borrow your innocence for a bit. I'll buy you the best dog food... oops, I mean the best meat later."

Once the target is identified, the thought process becomes instantly clear.

The first step is to deal with the easiest thing to obtain—the rotten vocal cords of the oath-breaker.

This thing can be exchanged as long as you have contribution points; it's simple and straightforward.

The second step is to make money! Make a lot of money!

The cost of refining a thousand masks would be astronomical.

His savings were far from enough.

Lin Bai stood up, straightened his collar, and strode towards the apartment door.

"I still need to go see that guy called 'Rotten Swamp'."

"Get what you can get first!"

......

Inside a heavily guarded alchemy laboratory in the inner city of Blackrock.

The temperature control system keeps the room temperature at 22 degrees Celsius.

The silver-white walls were spotless.

In the center of the huge experimental table, there were several "cheap spirit-breaking bullets" engraved with intricate patterns.

Beside the lab bench, a middle-aged man was elegantly crossing his legs.

Nie Chenyuan, a second-tier alchemist under the Spiral Tower.

Behind him, a middle-aged man in a business suit was looking down, cold sweat dripping from his temples onto the floor with a soft "plop" sound.

He didn't even dare to wipe it.

"Mr. Nie... the data has been verified."

"The market for Spirit-Breaking Bullets... has completely collapsed."

"Our genuine Soul-Breaking Bullet has sold zero copies today."

He swallowed hard and said with difficulty, "Their bullets are 10% less effective than ours, but the price... is only 10 gold coins."

"And we sell it for 120 gold coins."

Nie Chenyuan didn't speak, but quietly stared at the bullet through the monocle hanging on his eye socket.

"10 gold coins..."

After a long while, he chuckled softly.

"This price is indeed attractive."

"However, what really interests me is..." Nie Chenyuan gently twirled the carving knife in his hand, creating a beautiful knife flower on his fingertips.

"How exactly did they manage to reduce costs to this level?"

Sizzle—!

The blade sliced ​​through the brass cartridge case.

The loops on the bullet were broken down into the most primitive lines in his eyes.

"The magic array inscription is very stable, with a foundation as solid as a textbook." Nie Chenyuan nodded slightly, his tone carrying a hint of admiration.

"but......"

"The magic circle's logic hasn't changed... so the materials have been replaced?"

Nie Chenyuan used tweezers to carefully scrape a little powder off the bullet and put it into a sophisticated alchemy instrument next to him.

A few seconds later.

Nie Chenyuan's previously nonchalant expression turned into one of ecstatic joy.

"No Soul-Destroying Essence?!"

Nie Chenyuan's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

He turned to look at his trembling subordinate, his eyes filled with a fanatical fervor, as if he had discovered a new continent:

"I knew it! How could anyone sell bullets made from Soul-Extinguishing Marrow, which costs hundreds of gold coins per gram, for this price!"

"This manufacturer... is a genius!"

"He didn't use the Soul-Destroying Essence at all! He found a perfect substitute!"

"Besides the Soul-Destroying Essence, what other materials can achieve this kind of demon-repelling effect?"

Nie Chenyuan paced back and forth excitedly in the laboratory.

"No matter what it is..."

Nie Chenyuan stopped and greedily licked his lips.

"The Spirit-Shattering Bullet can make ordinary people a threat to superhumans."

"Mass production is not possible due to the high cost of materials."

"But now, if we master this recipe, with the resources of the Tower, we will completely reshape the entire landscape of Blackrock City!"

With costs reduced to this level, the profits are enough to drive anyone crazy!

Looking at his boss's manic state, the middle-aged subordinate cautiously asked:

"Then... Mr. Nie, is it possible for us to crack this?"

"Crack?"

Upon hearing those two words, Nie Chenyuan suddenly smiled.

"In Blackrock City, when it comes to reverse-engineering alchemical artifacts, no one is better than me!"

"It can take anywhere from a week to half a month."

"I will peel this bullet apart like an onion, layer by layer, until I see its core secret."

"At that time..."

Nie Chenyuan admired the bullet in his hand:

"That secretive alchemist is probably still gloating over the few gold coins he earned from discovering the replacement material, right?"

"So cute."

"He had no idea that the real hunter had already sharpened his knife, ready to take over his spoils of victory."

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