Sequence Beyond: My Wife is a Mysterious Boss

"Mr. Nie? Have the results come out yet?"

The subordinate, oblivious to the awkward atmosphere, continued asking excitedly:

"What exactly is the treasure that can replace the Soul-Extinguishing Essence? Our sales channels are all set up, and we're just waiting for your results."

Nie Chenyuan remained silent.

His Adam's apple moved with unusual difficulty.

After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth:

"It's...mouse brain."

The smile on his subordinate's face vanished instantly.

He was like a duck with its neck being choked, its mouth agape but unable to utter a single word.

Recalling his earlier mockery of the "rat-catching army," he felt a stinging slap in the face.

"etc......"

The subordinate suddenly realized what was happening, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

"Mr. Nie, those people in the outer city... have been catching rats for over a week now..."

Nie Chenyuan suddenly looked up, his usual composure instantly turning into that of a dog.

He roared:

"Have they all been caught?"

"That's about it... I heard there are almost no rats left in the sewers; you might still find a few on the surface!"

"Damn it! This is a trap!"

Nie Chenyuan roared, and the blade in his hand snapped in two with a "clang" due to the excessive force.

"That alchemist... he's been plotting against us from the very beginning!"

"Quickly! Issue a citywide buy-all order! Regardless of cost or distribution channels, seize every single rat carcass you can find on the market! Go now!"

......

Outer city, apartment.

A faint blue light swirled around Lin Bai's fingertips as he focused intently on infusing his spirituality into a twisted loop.

That's the final step in [Sharpness Enchantment].

"Buzz—"

The spirituality trembled slightly at the fingertips, then scattered and disappeared like uncontrolled electric sparks.

A burnt smell filled the air.

"It's still a little short; the frequency of the spiritual vibrations needs to be more stable."

Lin Bai put away his carving knife with some regret.

Although he had the knowledge imparted by the master Gu Canglan, spiritual control still requires a long period of practice.

But it will happen soon, probably within the next day or two!

If word got out about Lin Bai's learning speed, it would probably make all those genius alchemists in the inner city want to bang their heads against a wall.

He turned his head and looked at the bone dagger lying quietly on the table—"Echo of Deception".

Once this thing is successfully enchanted, it will no longer be just a painless scalpel for killing people, but a scythe of death that can directly tear through heavy armor.

"drop."

The communicator on the table lit up, and Ji Yun's voice came through.

"Brother Lin, that mad dog in the inner city has broken through the defenses. Nie Chenyuan just issued an emergency acquisition order, and the whole city is being scavenged for rat corpses."

Lin Bai's lips curled up slightly as he leaned back comfortably into the sofa.

"How much did you receive?"

"Less than five percent." Ji Yun chuckled. "The bulk of it is locked up in our warehouse. What he received were just scraps."

"The speed is still too slow."

Lin Bai stretched, a hint of confidence flashing in his eyes.

"Young Master Ji, how about we add more heat to this pot of boiling oil?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Reveal the formula." Lin Bai uttered these four words calmly.

There was a three-second silence on the other end of the communicator, followed by a heavy breath from Ji Yun:

"Go public? You're willing to do that? That's a golden goose!"

"There are no secrets that can be kept forever. Rather than letting Nie Chenyuan eventually realize that things are hopeless and disgust us by revealing the formula, we might as well lay our cards on the table."

Lin Bai's tone was unusually clear:

"When everyone knows that rat brains are priceless, rats are no longer living beings, but the currency that circulates throughout the city."

"And the only warehouse that controls the right to issue currency is in our hands."

"I understand." Ji Yun understood immediately, his tone full of admiration.

"With your vision... you're really suited to be a businessman... I'll go and arrange for someone to take care of it right away."

......

Two days later, Blackrock City was in complete uproar.

Whether it's a stinky open-air tavern or one of the self-proclaimed noble exchanges in the inner city.

A shocking piece of news spread like wildfire.

"Have you heard? The recipe for the Spirit-Breaking Bullet has been revealed!"

"Really? This kind of confidential information can be exposed?"

"How would we know... But guess what the main ingredient is?"

Before anyone could answer, the person revealed the answer with a look of amazement.

"The main ingredient is those red-eyed rats that we normally find filthy! Their brains are as effective as spirit marrow!"

"Holy crap! No wonder those guys in the inner city were offering over ten silver coins for dead rats! Those buyers were practically eyeing them red!"

"A dozen silver coins each? They've gone up to this price? Are they still rats? They're walking gold bars!"

......

Lin Bai strolled along the bustling street.

The poor people around, who used to fight tooth and nail over a piece of moldy bread, were now acting like they were on drugs.

Armed with shovels, sacks, or even empty-handed, they rushed into every dark corner.

Some even risked prying open manhole covers in an attempt to bypass the Brotherhood of Dust's blockade and enter the sewers.

"Quick! Old Zhang next door caught five and exchanged them for two gold coins on the spot! He's struck it rich!"

"Good heavens... in this world, a rat's life is more valuable than a human's!"

"Run! If you're too late, even the rat droppings will be gone!"

Lin Bai walked through the frenzied crowd, a faint smile playing on his lips.

The time has finally come to close the fire that he started himself.

......

Nightclub, top floor.

Ji Yun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, having just hung up the communicator.

He turned around, and his usually gentle and refined face was now radiant.

"Brother Lin, that hand was played brilliantly."

Ji Yun gracefully sat down and poured herself a glass of red wine:

"Just now, the price of rat carcasses on the black market broke through the 1 gold coin mark."

"Those speculators, who were blinded by greed, even held an auction for admission tickets at the entrance to the sewers."

Lin Bai slumped lazily into the sofa and chuckled softly.

"As for profits? I only care about how much I can earn."

"Don't worry." Ji Yun took a sip of red wine, her smile growing even brighter.

"I have given the order to release all stock from the warehouse. Each piece costs 50 silver coins, with no limit on supply. We will release as much as we have."

"puff--!!!"

The nearby Fuzuma almost choked on a mouthful of sake.

"50 silver coins? This...this is such a rip-off."

"That's not how you calculate it," Ji Yun chuckled.

"We have too much inventory. We have to take advantage of this trend to get rid of it all without sacrificing some profits."

"You know, rats... reproduce very quickly."

At this point, Ji Yun looked at Lin Bai, his eyes filled with genuine admiration:

"That Mr. Nie Chenyuan from the Silent Ones' Secret Society has really been tricked by you this time. He went on a buying spree when the price was at its peak of 1 gold coin."

"Then, we turned around and started a clearance sale at half price."

"I reckon this 'scalpel' guy is either banging his head against the wall or waiting in line on the rooftop right now!"

Lin Bai imagined Nie Chenyuan standing in the middle of a pile of dead rats, looking at the plummeting market and questioning his life. He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

To truly defeat someone, you must first destroy their spirit; that's what capitalists are all about.

"As for dividends..."

Ji Yun pulled out a black and gold savings card with a cold gleam from his pocket, pressed it down with two fingers, and slid it down the smooth table to Lin Bai.

"After deducting channel fees and labor costs, this is your share. A full 100,000 gold coins."

"Tsk tsk, this is incredibly profitable. Just a few days and 100,000 gold coins..."

Ji Yun swirled his wine glass and sighed:

"Now all the alchemists in the city are mobilized."

"They've stopped doing serious research and are all busy making spirit bullets. I reckon the price of this stuff will drop drastically in less than half a month."

"Nie Chenyuan's actions this time can be described as 'burning himself to benefit the whole city,' what a philanthropist!"

Lin Bai didn't stand on ceremony. He picked up the heavy black gold card with two fingers and casually stuffed it into his pocket.

It's finally done.

With the money for a thousand masks, there's even a huge sum left over to enhance our strength.

The feeling of getting rich overnight is indeed a bit intoxicating.

"Brother Lin, are you really not considering coming to Sky Bank?"

Ji Yun brought up the old story again, his eyes burning with eagerness.

"With your keen market sense and your ability to manipulate things so effectively, you're too good for me to be a vice president."

"No need."

Lin Bai waved his hand, refusing decisively, "I'm lazy, I can't get up at eight in the morning, there's no way I'll ever work in my life."

Ji Yun wasn't annoyed; he just shrugged regretfully.

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