Monster, come to my bowl

"What's the difficulty?" Cai Ji asked.

"Medicine!" Zhao Siming raised his head and said with a worried look, "The Demon Suppression Guards have to strengthen the bodies of the people in various places. The spiritual energy consumed every day is an astronomical figure! If we rely on cultivation to recover, we will not be able to achieve the goal even if we delay it for three years! Therefore, we must rely on medicine to recover quickly! However, according to the calculations of Xiao Siming from the Pharmaceutical Department, even if we take out all the medicines in stock at the Zhongzhou Demon Suppression Department, it will not be enough for one tenth."

When Cai Ji heard this, his brows frowned on the spot.

He indeed had not thought about the problem that Zhao Shiye mentioned.

Spiritual power!

It’s still spiritual power!

Evil spiritual power!

He scratched his head anxiously and asked, "What if we hurry up and refine the elixir? If we capture all the monsters in our human territory and refine the elixir, how many can we get?"

"Hunting monsters not only requires mobilizing a large number of monster-suppressing guards, but is also extremely time-consuming! Moreover, during the transportation of monster corpses, the loss of spiritual energy is very serious... distant water cannot quench immediate thirst!" Zhao Shiye simply shook his head.

Cai Ji thought so too.

He can use the Holy Word to directly absorb the spiritual energy from the monster's corpse.

But the Demon Suppression Bureau can’t do it!

To make elixirs, one not only needs to hunt monsters first, but also needs to transport the monster corpses to the medicine hall. The whole process is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

How to solve the problem of elixirs?

It would be great if I could use a kettle to refill my spiritual energy from the spiritual vein at the top of the Tower of Babel!

After all, Wang Tiechui said that the spiritual power in the spiritual vein is inexhaustible.

"Eh? A kettle?"

Thinking of this, Cai Ji's heart suddenly moved.

He suddenly thought of a good idea!

Since the Holy Word can transfer spiritual energy into his body, it can certainly be transferred into other things.

As long as I can bear this kind of thing, it's fine.

A Qi-restoring pill does not contain much spiritual power.

No rare materials are needed at all!

Maybe just a random beef ball will do.

As for spiritual power?

Go to the spiritual vein to absorb it!

"Kettle?" Zhao Shiye was a little confused when he heard Cai Ji talking to himself.

"I have a way to solve the pill problem!" Cai Ji slapped his thigh and said with an excited smile: "The Pharmaceutical Department is managed by Xiao Siming, right? I'll go find him later!"

"Ah? This can be solved?" Zhao Shiye was stunned on the spot.

In his opinion, the problem of shortage of elixirs that he raised had no solution at all!

But no one expected that Cai Ji would take it all and seemed so confident!

Could it be that the Holy Word could create elixirs out of thin air?

"Yes! Definitely!" Cai Ji nodded without hesitation.

"How to solve it?" Zhao Siming asked without any hesitation.

“I can’t go into details for now!” Cai Ji kept it a secret and said with a smile, “Wait for me to communicate with Xiao Siming, and I will definitely give Zhao Siming a satisfactory answer.”

"Okay, okay! I'm waiting for good news from Manager Cai." Upon hearing this, Zhao Shiye could only force a smile.

In fact, his purpose in raising the issue of insufficient pills was not simple.

The main purpose was to "persuade" Cai Ji to change the national strengthening plan to only target the Demon Suppression Guards, thereby excluding ordinary people.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

"Any other questions?" Cai Ji asked excitedly after solving a difficult problem.

"Alas... not for now." Zhao Shiye replied awkwardly.

In fact, he could raise many more questions.

But he was afraid that after he said it out loud, Cai Ji would resolve the issue in person.

Once all the important issues are resolved, he will lose a lot of his say in the future.

This is a question of power.

……

The business is over.

Cai Ji saw that it was getting late and went straight to Shuntian Restaurant.

Although Zhao Siming took the initiative to invite him to live in the Zhao Mansion, he refused.

Shopkeeper Cai is a man who knows himself well.

After beating someone's son and silencing his wife to speak, I feel a little embarrassed to live in his house.

"Oh my god! Why are you here again?"

When the owner of Shuntian Restaurant saw Cai Ji coming in, he was so scared that he peed his pants on the spot.

The news that Mr. Zhao had been beaten in the restaurant quickly reached the ears of the restaurant owner.

The boss just called him over and gave him a severe scolding, and said that if the Zhao family pursued the matter with the restaurant, he would be thrown out to take the blame.

The restaurant owner's heart was hanging in the sky at this moment. Suddenly, he saw the "bald troublemaker" reappearing again, and he even wanted to die.

Cai Ji is a kind person.

He saw through the pressure the restaurant owner was under and consoled him with a smile, "What are you afraid of? Don't you think about why I can come back? If you can't afford to offend Mr. Zhao, then I can definitely afford to offend him."

"Eh? That's right!"

The restaurant owner was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

Since the bald man in front of him was taken away by the Demon-Suppressing Guards and came back safely, there are only two explanations.

First, he has already solved the problem!

Second, his background is no worse than that of Mr. Zhao!

Whatever the explanation, it's good news for the restaurant owner.

The shopkeeper immediately put on a smiling face and said enthusiastically, "Excuse me, sir! It's all my fault for not knowing how to speak! Your room number two is still reserved. Please, please, please, I'll take you upstairs."

"No need!" Cai Ji waved his hand and ordered, "Whatever snacks the restaurant has, such as cakes and candied fruits, give me one of each and send them to my room."

"Okay, okay! I'll arrange it right away." The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly.

……

Time flies by.

The next morning, Cai Ji was awakened by a series of knocks on the door.

"Manager Cai! Manager Cai! Hurry up and get up! The God of Destiny wants to see you!"

A soft and moving voice came from outside the door.

"Sixth Senior Sister? Why are you up so early?" Cai Ji recognized it as Zhen Yourong's voice. He used the Holy Word to open the door while sitting up yawning.

Whoosh!

Before he finished speaking, a graceful figure appeared beside the bed.

"The bucket of stuff you prepared yesterday was simply amazing!" Zhen Yourong was full of excitement. He took down the clothes on the hanger and threw them at Cai Ji: "Hurry up and put on your clothes! The God of Destiny wants to see you!"

Cai Ji knew that Sixth Senior Sister was so excited because she must have discovered that the concrete had solidified.

He thought about it and shook his head, "No! The Great God of Destiny wants to see me just to praise me. It's nothing important! Go back and tell him how to make cement and how to use it. Let him make his own arrangements. I have no objection."

"The Great God of Destiny summons you, and you dare to refuse?" Zhen Yourong looked surprised.

"I don't owe him anything, so why can't I refuse?" Cai Ji pouted and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Oh, go tell him that I need two thousand demon-slaying swords to make a magic weapon! It's up to him to decide whether to buy ready-made ones from the demon-suppressing guards or forge new ones."

"You can make magic weapons? You need two thousand demon-slaying swords?" Zhen Yourong was shocked when he heard this.

She had heard of and even seen the magic weapon!

But she never dreamed of making a magic weapon.

“Don’t ask! I won’t tell you even if you ask.” Cai Ji kept it a secret and said with a smile: “Anyway, both things are related to your Weapon Making Hall. You can ask your master Feng Siming later… Oh, no, she is in the process of breaking through to the first level in the Tower of Babel. I guess Wang Tiechui will tell her the details only after she completes the breakthrough.”

"What? Master is making a breakthrough to the first level?" Zhen Yourong's jaw almost dropped to the ground.