Samsara Space: They're all begging me to heal them one more time.

The top floor of Arasaka Tower, the headquarters of the Heavenly Kingdom Armed Forces.

Zhang Yuan sat in the leather boss's chair, watching the sales data curve constantly jumping on the holographic screen. The red line was as steep as a volcano about to erupt.

"The first batch of inventory has already sold out."

Li Mo was wearing a white lab coat, holding a data tablet in his hands. His eyes were dark circles like a panda's, but he was unusually excited.

"President, current production capacity can't keep up. The price on the black market has already been driven up to 5 euros per unit!"

"The scarcity marketing strategy is working well," Zhang Yuan said calmly, gently swirling the wine in his glass. "But it's not enough."

On the sofa opposite him, Yoriyuki Arasaka watched this scene with a furrowed brow.

Although he suppressed the "undead" within his body with the help of Zhang Yuan's power, Emperor Arasaka still appeared somewhat agitated.

"Priest, although the profits are considerable, isn't such large-scale expansion too dangerous?"

Lai Xuan was somewhat worried. "The military technology side has already taken notice. They are buying up large quantities of your medicine on the black market, trying to reverse engineer its ingredients."

"Let them crack it."

Zhang Yuan let out a low, disdainful laugh. "If alchemy could be understood with a microscope, magic would have been widespread long ago. All they would see is a bunch of undecipherable 'garbled code'."

He stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the city below:

"Mr. Lai Xuan, the current [Holy Spirit Type I] is just the beginning. The real harvest lies in the 'membership system'."

"Pass down the notice: starting tomorrow, the Heavenly Kingdom Armed Forces will launch the 'Saint Subscription Service'."

"Instead of buying it outright in one go, it's better to pay monthly."

"Only by subscribing to a membership can you enjoy the right to purchase the latest 'Holy Spirit Type II Soul Strengthening Agent'."

"In addition, our esteemed Saints members will also enjoy a 2% discount on the purchase of [Holy Spirit Type I] and priority ordering rights."

(Of course, they wouldn't know that Zhang Yuan had diluted the drug concentration again, so the amount of [purification] that could be bought per unit price was even less.)

Lai Xuan was stunned for a moment, then let out a relieved laugh: "You're more like a vampire than Arasaka."

"No, I am a shepherd."

Zhang Yuan corrected, "I'm just keeping their excess wealth safe to prevent them from using it to buy illegal prosthetic bodies that could kill them."

Just then, a piercing alarm suddenly blared throughout the office.

[WARNING! WARNING! The logistics transit station in Zone C has been attacked!]

[Signal Source Identification: Military Technology (Militech)... Detected a High-Energy Reaction!]

[Security forces... wiped out! Repeat, security forces wiped out! Requesting backup!]

"Completely wiped out?" Lai Xuan suddenly stood up, somewhat incredulous. "Sector C had an entire squad of Arasaka mech guards!"

"It seems that this 'wolf's' teeth are sharper than I thought."

Zhang Yuan looked at the casualty report on the screen, which had turned red almost instantly. His eyes, hidden behind his mask, suddenly turned cold, revealing a hint of excitement.

"This is interesting. Qiang, Qingyue, Fatty, come with me."

He gave the order in the team chat, his tone no longer playful but serious: "The opponent is tough. Don't hold back your skills, get back at them."

……

Watson Ward, Arasaka C District Logistics Transfer Station.

This was the main distribution center for "holy water." Now, it has become a ruin.

There were no gunshots, only a chilling hum of energy.

In the center of the warehouse, a fully armed squad was standing on the mangled corpses of the Arasaka guards.

There were only five of them, but the oppressive aura they exuded made the air feel heavy.

They wore uniform matte black exoskeleton armor, which was not a product of the cyber world, but rather exuded a more advanced, streamlined sci-fi aesthetic.

A pale blue energy flowed through every joint, and the weapon in his hand was a Gauss pulse rifle that far surpassed the technological level of this world.

Blue Team Reincarnators (Military Technology Faction)

"Cleanup complete. Retrieving core samples."

The leading commander, codenamed "Colonel," stood with his arms crossed, coldly observing everything.

He was over two meters tall, wearing a heavy powered armor suit, with the thrusters on his back spewing out faint blue flames.

"Sir, is this Arasaka's defensive force?"

One of the team members picked up the wreckage of the Arasaka mecha, which had been cut in half, and flicked the high-frequency cutting blade on his wrist with disdain. "Too fragile. This level of technology is like primitive people fighting with stones."

"Don't be careless." The colonel's voice, processed through his tactical helmet, carried a faint hissing electrical noise, making it sound slightly distorted, cold, and ruthless.

"Huang Fang is very smart. After fighting with us, they realized that the difference in strength was too great, so they avoided the limelight and chose the most cunning 'Rebirth Mercenaries' camp."

"Since the Red Team was able to intervene and take control of Arasaka at this point in time, it was definitely not just by luck."

He walked up to a safe that had been melted by a laser and picked up a golden potion.

"Beep—Analyzing in progress."

A waterfall of data flashed across the tactical eyepiece in an instant.

"Drip—Analysis failed. Unknown energy sample. Composition: Water (99%) + unknown high-dimensional interference band."

Seeing the string of red error codes that popped up on the mask, the colonel sneered:

"The energy structure violates physical constants and cannot be analyzed by the technological side... It seems my speculation was correct. The fox head on that GG should be the Red Team captain, who is taking the mystical route."

"Only those charlatans would come up with something that crashes the equipment."

"The mystical side?" The team member was taken aback. "Playing with magic in a world full of cybernetic bodies and hackers? Have they lost their minds?"

"No, quite the opposite. It's a smart choice." The colonel tossed the potion into the recovery device. "In a world where physical defenses are overflowing, mystical attacks are practically real damage."

"Take the samples back and let those crazy scientists in military technology see if they can mass-produce them. If they can crack the code, the economic lifeline that the Red Team built on Arasaka will be cut off."

"Yes, sir!" The colonel's adjutant stood at attention and saluted.

"They're here."

The colonel suddenly looked up, towards the top of the warehouse.

Om-!

A sudden, unsettling low-frequency vibration filled the air.

The warehouse dome, which was originally pitch black, suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light.

"Since we're here, why rush to leave?"

Before the Blue Team could react, several golden afterimages fell like meteorites.

boom!!!

The ground cracked open, and the shockwave blew several tons of cargo boxes away.

As the smoke cleared, the fat man stood like an iron tower, holding up the giant force field shield in front of the warehouse door.

He chuckled and beckoned to the blue team members with his finger:

"They've come to rob us? Guys, you've really messed up."