Chapter 1637: Chapter 953: A Ghost Knows the Poison in Men’s Hearts (Part 2)
"We can hand them over to those people. Falling into our Patrol Defense Office’s hands means certain death, but if they’re caught by those heartless guys, they’ll find death even harder."
"You simply can’t imagine how cruel those people are. They’ll throw living humans into the alchemy furnace to turn them into elixirs, it’s truly inhumane." Wu Qingcang couldn’t help but frown as he said this.
"Hmm?" Yang Xiao was taken aback by what he heard, this method sounded so familiar.
Moments later, he couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty. Is this considered cruel? In Yang Xiao’s view, it wasn’t a big deal. Back in the Esoteric Sect, he captured his good friend Bo Yetong, and tearfully turned him into an elixir. That elixir is now still hidden in Dean Sheng’s shirt pocket.
Hearing Wu Qingcang’s words, Yang Xiao realized the biggest problem with the Patrol Defense Office: they’re too wasteful, not practical at all. What good is killing these guys?
If he were in charge, he would first recycle the magic artifacts from the corpses, no doubt about it. Then, make use of the waste, start by anonymously auctioning the bodies to the Chamber of Commerce, preferably selling them to those who bore grudges against these Evil Cultivators when they were alive, let them buy and desecrate the bodies to vent their anger, making a hefty profit first.
If unsellable, proceed to the next step, further categorizing the bodies. Try to make intact ones into puppets, sell them to those in need. The defective ones continue to classify; if they were high-level when alive, they can be sold to the Esoteric Sect for alchemy; the low-level ones are out of luck, blame them for not being competitive, can only be cheaply processed and sold to Myanmar-Tai Black Triangle as blood containers to cultivate those black herbs.
This strategy doubles the profit, and the extra money can be used to expand the industrial chain, forming an assembly line for handling Evil Cultivators with capture, kill, initial recycle, categorize, second recycle, recategorize, third recycle as its core, allowing Yang Xiao to take the company public within a year.
The biggest issue affecting their future profits is the technological barrier. If they could master the alchemy skills of the Four Great Families of Yin Temple, they could save costs from the source, eliminate the middlemen’s cut, and manage self-production and sales.
Of course, to grow the business, the key is trustworthiness. Make customers feel the product is worth the cost. Yang Xiao plans to implement an herbal traceability system, where every sold elixir has a QR code on the side of the box. Scan it, and you’ll see the volunteer’s name and identity information for the elixir, ensuring authenticity for each one.
"What are you thinking?" Wu Qingcang noticed Yang Xiao’s face looked strange, white with a hint of red.
Interrupted from his thoughts, Yang Xiao took a deep breath and gritted his teeth viciously: "Too outrageous, using living humans for alchemy, unheard of, this bunch is utterly inhumane! And they have the nerve to put QR codes on the packaging, trace raw materials, self-produce and sell, monopolizing the market. Can a human do such things?!"
Wu Qingcang: "???"
Many Angels Envoys have some quirks, occasionally saying peculiar things. Wu Qingcang is used to it, especially after a spiritual power battle.
Honestly, upon confirming that Yang Xiao had a bit of a quirk, Wu Qingcang felt some relief, as he believed only such people are normal.
"Captain Yang, what you said earlier isn’t without merit, even though the Provincial Office has taken measures, it still can’t guarantee these guys’ absolute compliance. Do you have any suggestions?" Wu Qingcang asked.
"I’m not enough alone, at least need a Vice Captain, this person must be ours too. The two of us, one in the open and the other in the dark, can control them." Yang Xiao proposed.
"Your idea isn’t wrong, we’ve considered it too, but there isn’t a suitable candidate for now. You should understand, it’s difficult for our people to blend in without arousing suspicion from these guys, talents like you are rare." Wu Qingcang sighed.
Yang Xiao listened for a while, unsure if Wu Qingcang was criticizing or praising him, it felt odd, but he couldn’t put his finger on it.
"Captain Yang, you have quite a wide network, got any candidates to recommend?" Wu Qingcang asked again.
"I do, but let me clarify firsthand, they are not Evil Cultivators. I’m from the Patrol Defense Office, I never befriended Evil Cultivators." Yang Xiao armored himself and his friends, lest Wu Qingcang harmed allies.
"This isn’t something just anyone can handle, first their character must be absolutely reliable, and their hard skills must pass too." Wu Qingcang reminded.
"I understand." Yang Xiao nodded.
He had many trusted friends, but most fell short on hard skills. To him, to stand firm among these Evil Cultivators requires at least mid-stage Ghost Level strength.
Among his friends who could reach this level and still were without serious engagements, Yang Xiao thought of Sui first.
In his view, as long as he asked, Sui would agree to help, and with Sui as his internal ally, along with the Provincial Office’s support and his own capabilities, controlling these guys wouldn’t be hard.
"Got someone in mind?" Wu Qingcang sensed that Yang Xiao had a target in mind.
"Yes, but I still need to discuss with my friend, can’t force such matters." Yang Xiao didn’t speak too definitively, as he needed to test the Provincial Office’s stance and consult Sui himself.
If Sui left, then only Tong Han would hold up Xiang Ma Town, but now is different from before; Tong Han and co. are partly officials now.
There are Second Demon Taoist and two senior brothers to look after inside, and outside there’s Director Nalan and Fu Qingzhu, likely no one would dare to trouble her.
"Captain Yang, I won’t escort you back later, it’s Professor Cui’s jurisdiction here, he’s waiting for you and will tell you things you need to know. This is Qinglan City, with complex political factions around, more understanding would benefit your future work."
After the explanation, Wu Qingcang turned to leave but returned after a few steps with a serious expression to advise: "Remember to let Professor Cui provide you with some medicine to ease the elixir’s aftereffects used on you, always like this... it’s ultimately not good." Wu Qingcang pointed at Yang Xiao’s head.
Yang Xiao: "..."
Yang Xiao understood, Wu Qingcang referred to those inexplicable words he spoke, thinking the magic artifact backlashed him brain-wise, telling Professor Cui to prescribe treatment medicine out of good will.
Quickly, Yang Xiao was led by a staff member along a path to a room resembling a laboratory.
Here, he met Professor Cui, who was currently wearing a white lab coat.
"Uncle!" No outsiders here, upon seeing Professor Cui, Yang Xiao let his guard down; the two formed a strong bond after several incidents within the Dharma Sect and Esoteric Sect.
"Little Yang, I’m truly happy to see you." Professor Cui opened his arms for a hug.
"Uncle, I missed you too, Director Nalan sent his regards to you." Yang Xiao remembered Director Nalan’s instructions.
"Come, sit down." Professor Cui invited Yang Xiao to a nearby seat and poured him a cup of hot water.
"I asked Wu Qingcang to bring you here, how’s it, you’ve met those people?" Professor Cui casually asked while sipping hot water.
This question stumped Yang Xiao, as Hong Anguo personally told him this was top secret, only three people in Jiangbei Province Office knew, not including Professor Cui.
Seeing Yang Xiao silent, Professor Cui smiled, placed the cup down, "What, can’t even trust me?"
"No, no, uncle, it’s just that this matter is too significant, I can’t drag you in as well." Yang Xiao lowered his voice, spoke honestly.
"Originally, I shouldn’t involve myself, but since it concerns you." Professor Cui whispered, "Little Yang, uncle reminds you, keep a mindful eye on things, the Provincial Office isn’t like Rongcheng Office, and Hong Anguo isn’t Nalan Shuo, in this place, people are scarier than ghosts."
