The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Time travel back to a few weeks ago.

Schiller and Strange sit drinking coffee in their office at Arkham Sanitarium.

I don't believe that Jin Bin and the Hand will have a falling out. You are not behind this incident. Strange took a sip of coffee and said to Schiller.

That was a plan by Nick and I, but it didn't work out, because a dark horse came out halfway, and the Life Foundation ruined our plan.

What were you planning to do?

Schiller sighed, and said with some regret: Originally, we wanted to borrow money and cooperate with the Hand to drive up the price of immortality factor potions circulating on the black market.

I gave Jin a batch of immortality factor potions and asked him to sell them to the Hand.

Jin is a crocodile that can never get enough to eat. Of course, he will want to sell this batch of medicines at a high price, so he will help us hype this thing and throw out some gimmicks, such as scarcity of raw materials, only one of them, etc. .”

Nick and I speculate that the Hand will definitely buy it. The first is that they are not short of money, and the second is that they are very interested in dragon bones with similar functions, and even go all over the world to find it.

The potion I gave them will have obvious effects in the early stage. After they try it, they should buy the potion in Jin's hands.

At this time, I will release another batch of medicine to Jin Bin, but at this time, I will have to collect the cost price. Of course, because the raw materials are indeed scarce, the cost price may be a bit expensive, but Jin Bin will still eat it. Go down, because he has the confidence to sell to the Hand for a higher price.

The second batch of hand associations should also buy it, because even if the price is raised, it is still within their acceptable range, and at that time there was only gold and there were channels to get a lot of potions, they would not turn against gold, Will only buy his potion again.

The same for the third time? Strange asked.

No, using this trick for the third time may touch the hand's psychological bottom line. Excessively high prices may make them have the idea of ​​killing people for money, and it will also provide Jin with too much liquidity, fueling his ambitions. That's not what we want.

At this time, it is necessary to attract some other forces to enter the market. There are too few official shipments. People who can't get it and are not short of money will naturally want to buy it on the black market.

By the third round, the news that Jin Bing has the supply of goods should have spread, and many other people will ask him to buy the immortality factor potion. If Jin Bing wants to make more money, he will definitely increase the price of the potion again. .”

After this batch of goods is sold, we will no longer provide gold and goods. Once the supply of goods is cut off, the only immortality factor medicine on the black market will become a rare commodity. With the real curative effect and the shortage of supply, the price will rise spontaneously. .”

When the price rises to a certain level, the organizations that have the supply of goods in their hands will not want the price to drop, because if the price continues to rise, the goods in their hands will become more and more valuable, which is equivalent to sitting at home and falling in the sky. money.

They will join us and start to carry out the same hype, and the tactics are the same, low quantity, small range of shipments, and the more they sell, the more expensive they are.

And then the prices get fired up, right?

That's right, this is a very important part of Nick's autumn funding plan. He is still counting on the price to increase and the shipment will return to blood.

So that Life Foundation ended up with you guys?

Not exactly. When we were about to conduct the third round, he suddenly took out a cheaper immortality factor potion, and the supply was sufficient, and there was no limit to the shipment, which naturally broke the price market.

However, there is also an advantage, that is, the Hand thought that Jin Bing used high-priced goods to trick them, and turned against Jin Bing.

Nick had always been worried that their cooperation would be too close, which might affect the regional situation. After they fell out, they reached a balance and reduced the workload of S.H.I.E.L.D. It can only be said that there are gains and losses.

That's just what you think. Based on what I know about Nick Fury, he definitely wants to kill that Drake from the Life Foundation right now. Strange said firmly.

So where did their immortality factor potion come from? Strange asked suspiciously: Isn't this thing extracted from a vampire? Where did they get the vampire? Could it be that they caught it themselves?

This shows that there are still smart people in this world. They have also discovered that the principle of the immortality factor medicine cannot be falsified at all, and it will take decades to see whether it has the effect of prolonging life.

So they, like us, can come up with a potion with a little healing effect, and call them immortality factor potions.

Next, we should claim that their raw materials do not meet the regulations? After all, we have said before that only the raw materials collected by S.H.I.E.L.D. A true immortality factor potion.

No, fighting in the ring is the most troublesome way. We say he is fake, and he says he is real, or even if he is fake, but the price is cheap and has the same effect, he will always get a part of the market. If so, then Why don't we just pull him to cooperate?

His supply is sufficient, and our publicity is effective. Then we can directly outsource the production to him. They are responsible for the shipment, and we are responsible for the sales. Everyone will make money.

But isn't the one in his hand a fake?

Aren't the ones in our hands fake too?

Makes sense.

The two touched the coffee cups and showed a heart-to-heart smile.

That afternoon, Schiller took a cup of coffee and walked into Stark's most frequently used laboratory. As soon as he entered, he saw blood on the laboratory table. Stark stood in front of the laboratory table, grinning and covering himself. chest.

Schiller stood at the door and stared at Stark, and Stark also looked up at him. The two stared at each other. Stark asked, Do you know what is the least popular occupation in my laboratory?

Since you asked Strange this question last time, I guess it's the doctor?

You still know that you are a doctor!! Come and help me!!

But I'm a psychiatrist. Schiller walked over, put down the coffee slowly, and said, Everyone is mortal, so be careful.

Stark rolled his eyes, put down the towel used to wipe the blood in his hand, and reached out to wipe the blood on the counter indiscriminately.

Schiller moved a chair, sat down on the side of the laboratory table, took out a stack of newspapers from his arms, shook the newspapers, and asked: Why are you starting to toss that thing in your chest again? Has it been changed?

Not yet, but I came up with a new method.

Stark used alcohol to treat the wound just made, and while grinning and gasping, he said, I thought about it, and I think the current method of replacing the reactor is a bit too primitive.

What's the meaning?

Whenever I want to replace the reactor in my chest, I have to undergo an operation to remove it from my chest and replace it with a new one. This process is very troublesome and somewhat dangerous.

So what are you going to do?

I plan to create a socket, and then research the portable reactor. The socket is fixed in my body. I can pull out the reactor on my chest at any time and replace it with a new one.

I discussed this idea with Dr. Ethan, and he said he's never seen anyone in this world who loves death more than me.

His evaluation is very to the point.

It's not just to replace the reactor more quickly. Stark explained while picking up the pile of blood-stained cotton balls and towels on the table and throwing them away.

When I was transforming the mecha, I discovered a big problem. Originally, I only had one kind of mecha, and the abilities were almost the same. They were all strengthening my personal combat ability.

But you made a set of magic mechs before, and later, we worked together to develop the idea of ​​a swarm robot. After actual combat, we found that a logistics mechanical support system is needed. In the future, we may also need enchanted mechas. Mecha, I need more types of reactors to cooperate with me to drive them.

Although a normal reactor can also provide different outputs, I hope it can have more functions, especially in adapting to magic.

And once a different version of the reactor is developed, I can't do one operation a day, can I? If I spend more than half of my time lying on the operating table every day, then I can't do anything.

Schiller put down the newspaper, glanced at Stark's chest, and said, So you're going to put a zipper on yourself?

Like that joke, whatever the doctor puts in your body, you can just unzip it and get it out.

Oh, zippers, light bulbs, you know those words, Stark said grimly.

So how far has your experiment progressed? Why did you call me here?

I want you to help me test whether the magic ability can be used on the ark reactor, or, I want you to help me make a magic version of the ark reactor.

You should go to Strange.

He said he can't, let me come to you.

Schiller put the newspaper on the table, he stood up, and said to Stark: First of all, you should understand my level. In your laboratory, the most high-end job I have done is screwing the light bulb.

Secondly, there is no such thing as a magic ark reactor. You said that the blueprint of the ark reactor left by your father uses a new element. This has nothing to do with magic, and magic doesn't work like this.

So it's really not okay?

Schiller walked to the test bench, stared at Stark's chest, and said, The magic version of the Ark reactor may not work, but you actually just need a chest-mounted energy source, right?

Although I don't understand the structure of the Ark reactor at all, if you just need an energy source, it should be possible. After all, magic is possible.

Schiller snapped his fingers, and the newspaper and coffee on the experimental table flew over, he said: Give us the permission to open an advanced laboratory, Strange and I will go to study it, and we will give you the results in a week.

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