My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

At this point, he seemingly unintentionally leaned closer, lowered his voice, and began to bribe him cautiously:

"Alright then, Lord Weiss."

"If only you could be lenient and allow our project to continue—"

"You may freely choose a few items from our Starry Sky Merchant Guild's inventory. Consider it our way of apologizing to you, sir, and making friends along the way. What do you think?"

Zell secretly calculated in his mind that he had already offered a very respectable way out.

Even the most powerful and influential nobles should know when to stop at this point.

Just pick a few items at random.

No matter how greedy this Weiss is, at most he can only pick out one or two forbidden items of ordinary quality.

For the Starry Sky Merchant Guild, whose wealth rivals that of a nation, forbidden items numbered beyond 1,500 are simply too numerous to mention.

This level of drastic bloodletting is still barely within an acceptable range.

however……

Upon hearing this, Weiss slowly revealed a meaningful expression.

His casual, lazy gaze bypassed Zell and slowly landed on the employees sorting out the inventory lists not far away.

"Just grab something?"

"Then I'll gladly accept your offer and have some buffet food here..."

Zell: ?

buffet!?

A chill crept into Zell's heart without warning.

As soon as he finished speaking, Weiss got tired of joking with him and walked straight up to grab the goods list from the Starry Sky Merchant Guild.

He then flipped through several pages, his gaze casually sweeping over the trivial items, before finally settling on the table for seventh-tier potions.

The climatologist's superior sequence medicine...

Indeed, no.

This was exactly what he expected.

After all, the vast majority of extraordinary individuals are stuck at the eighth rank, and even if they are given enough potions, they still cannot advance.

Therefore, there is absolutely no need to rush to put such rare items on the market. If customers really need them, they can make an appointment to order them in time.

But apart from that, there are a dozen or so other tier 7 potions in total.

After a moment of contemplation, Weiss calmly handed the list to Zell.

"Here, this page will do."

"Give me all of it..."

"?"

Upon hearing this, Zell's forced humble smile froze on his face.

He even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his ears, or if he had misheard something.

It should be noted that these dozen or so drops of Tier 7 potion combined are almost equivalent to several years' worth of profits that the Moonlit City Chamber of Commerce branch had anticipated.

this......

What's the difference between this and just showing up at someone's door with a knife and open arms to rob them?

Having lived most of his life, this was the first time he had ever seen such a narrow-minded person dare to extort the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce like this.

The previous drop of seventh-tier potion was exchanged for a license, which could be considered a draw, with both parties getting what they needed.

But now, swallowing more than a dozen drops in one go is really going too far.

Indeed, when it comes to utterly ignorant greed and shamelessness—

These local nobles in remote, impoverished areas are truly ruthless...

They probably don't even know what the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce is.

but.

As one of the high-ranking officials of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce, Zell ultimately suppressed this surging chill and murderous intent deep within his heart without making a sound.

He didn't say another word, but forced a smile that was a hundred times uglier than crying. Then, in a deep voice, he ordered the employees around him who were already dumbfounded to fetch all of the dozen or so extremely precious level 7 potions.

Soon, to everyone's astonishment...

A total of 11 small, exquisite, and crystal-clear bottles were respectfully presented to Weiss.

Each bottle contains only a single drop of shimmering light, flowing with the halo of light.

A strange liquid that swirls.

Zell was heartbroken as he watched helplessly as Weiss casually swept all those precious little bottles into his pocket.

"very good......"

"The matter of Xingzhong ends here."

Keep up the good work, everyone!

After Mei Mei finished the extremely lavish buffet, Wei Si left with a clear conscience.

At the entrance of the Chamber of Commerce.

Zell and Ninth stood side by side, both looking somewhat dazed and bewildered.

They watched silently as the silver-haired boy's figure receded into the distance and finally disappeared at the end of the street.

Then, the expressions on their faces became extremely complicated, and for a moment, they were at a loss for words.

A long silence followed.

At the ninth moment, he frowned and spoke softly.

"What is this person's social class?"

"Is the head of the Selenes family really this crazy...?"

Zell slowly withdrew his gaze from the end of the street, then shook his head somewhat helplessly.

"According to intelligence gathered by our chamber of commerce, he was originally a superhuman through the path of wind addiction..."

"However, in my opinion, he should have already successfully advanced to the 8th level of climate master."

"This person is not a nobleman in the traditional sense, but recently married the second young lady of the Selenes family who is in a vegetative state."

"Unfortunately, the young lady who was the squad leader guarding Moonlit City happened to be in the Black Realm, which gave him an opening, allowing him to take advantage of his temporary authority to run rampant in Moonlit City."

As he spoke, his tone gradually took on an undisguised disdain and coldness.

"Once the situation in Moonlit City has completely stabilized—"

"I will immediately report today's events to the Chamber of Commerce headquarters in detail."

"At that time, a big shot from headquarters will naturally step in to punish the reckless Selenis family."

Although all the level 7 potions were snatched away in one go.

But that depends on whether the other party is alive to take it.

If Zell's prediction is correct, this Weiss will probably rush to the Night Patrol branch immediately to exchange medicine for medicine, exchanging all of these dozen or so drops of seventh-tier potion for the seventh-tier potion for a climate master.

Even so, it's impossible for a mere commoner to consume 7th-tier potions indiscriminately, like drinking water.

In that case, it would turn into a giant in just a few seconds...

If advancing to the next level were really that easy, then all the level 7 superhumans in the world would have been produced in bulk by the pound long ago.

That's right...

Even if we wait until the situation here stabilizes before starting the takeover,

At most, we'll only lose a drop or two.

The vast majority of Rank 8 extraordinary individuals, even if they cultivate diligently for twenty or thirty years, exhausting all their life's accumulation and insights, can only safely consume a few drops in the end.

Once one exceeds the limits of their own talent, drinking even one more drop will instantly transform them into a giant.

Two drops turned into a blood mist instantly...

however.

After hearing Zell's gloomy words.

Instead of showing any relief, the expression on Ninth Moment's face became increasingly complex and solemn.

"A drug addict..."

He murmured to himself softly, the earth-shattering scene from just moments before involuntarily resurfacing in his mind once more.

This Weiss, in order to frame me and extort money from the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce, actually resorted to such a clumsy and low-level tactic, swallowing my invitation letter alive at the Chamber's entrance.

"But, those with the 'wind addiction' pathway who are considered extraordinary..."

"Would they really do something so bizarre, outrageous, illogical, and utterly brainless?"

"Something feels off..."

As a level 7 transcendent being, he instinctively sensed something amiss.

Logically speaking, the personality and behavior of most extraordinary individuals will change gradually as their paths deepen.

If a madman on the path of a fanatic were to do such a bizarre thing, it wouldn't be surprising.

But if it's a drug addict, then it doesn't quite make sense...?

Just then, upon hearing Ninth Quarter muttering to himself, Zelden, who was standing next to him, immediately became quite annoyed.

Isn't this guy the dignified 7th-tier transcendent, the ruthless killer Xing Zhong Shi Ke?

If he hadn't inexplicably lost the invitation, the Starry Sky Merchant Guild wouldn't have lost over a dozen drops of Rank 7 potion worth thousands of gold for no reason.

I'm talking to you.

"Where did you lose that invitation?"

"If you hadn't been spouting nonsense and acting crazy just now, would our Starry Sky Merchant Guild have been so blatantly extorted like this?!"

Zell complained through gritted teeth, clearly annoyed.

However, he was met with Zell's barrage of accusations.

The ninth moment was silent for a long time.

Then she slowly turned her head, revealing an incredibly innocent and adorable expression.

He ate it.

"..."

"..."

Zell: "??????"

Zell was right.

With a dozen or so drops of Tier 7 potion in his pocket, Weiss immediately stepped into the Night Patrol Division.

Using night patrol points to exchange medicine for other medicines is the fastest way to collect all the advanced medicines.

In addition, natural-type potions are usually slightly cheaper than the other three types, so he didn't even need to make up the difference. He simply spent some of Adele's points and easily got his hands on the potion.

However, it will take about ten days for the goods to be shipped from Night Patrol headquarters to Moon City.

Next, Weiss just needs to wait patiently.

On his way back, he figured that his image with the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce had probably been completely reduced to that of a greedy, insane madman.

I'm afraid that once the farce of the birth of the Moon Thunder Emperor comes to an end, the Starry Sky Merchant Guild will immediately find a way to punish me.

That Star Clock might casually give himself a quickie before leaving.

But it doesn't matter anymore...