Doomsday Code

After Bruce asked about Finier's recent situation in the academy with concern, he felt in his pocket and took out a white crystal fragment pendant.

"Uncle came back in a hurry this time. I bought that kid's staff two years ago. I heard that you, my niece, have a high talent for magic. This fragment I bought from a wandering merchant may be of help to you.

Of course, this fragment is probably not as good as the pendant your father Kekeber gave you."

Brusto said jokingly, and then put the white crystal fragment pendant in his hand on Finier's neck.

Finier, who had received aristocratic education, naturally would not reject the feelings of her elders. She smiled sweetly and said:

"This is very useful to me, thank you Uncle Bulu."

Brusto touched Finier's head, then looked at the other students in the classroom and said:

"I have prepared a small gift for the rest of the kids, so please don't think I am stingy."

Some of those little guys were also sons of businessmen, so naturally they wanted to curry favor with the Sto family.

Although those noble children looked down on merchants, after all, Bruce was his elder on the surface, and he was an equal in front of their father. You could not despise the gifts given to you by your elders no matter how valuable they were, and you had to accept them politely.

So the next moment, these little guys all bowed to Bryusto to express their gratitude.

Old Pete, who was following behind Bruce, had already gone out to bring in the small gifts.

After receiving the gifts, the little ones opened them one after another, and inside were the magical ornaments that were the mainstream business of the Sto family.

Although it looks very popular, it is still very expensive to buy it in a store. These magic accessories are already a precious gift for these little guys.

Just as Old Pete was distributing gifts, Chen Cheng came back from Huidun, and then he saw Brusto and Finier talking about something.

When he saw Chen Cheng coming in, Bruce raised his eyebrows and said:

"If I'm not mistaken, this kid is Brown who can release super-level magic."

Brusto pretended to meet Chen Cheng for the first time.

"Hello, Mr. Bulu. Your reputation as the greatest businessman in the kingdom is well-known."

When Chen Cheng saw Bruce here, he vaguely guessed that the sample he gave should have passed his test.

At the same time, thinking of the big promise he had made for Brusito, he felt a little scared.

After all, sometimes the pie in the sky can only remain on the drawing paper. When you really pick it up to eat, you will know how choking it is.

Brusto said no, no, and took out a gift from the pile and handed it to Chen Cheng, saying:

"It's just a small gift. You, a legendary figure, can't despise it."

Chen Cheng felt a little embarrassed to be praised like this. After all, in his mind it was just a very simple matter.

However, if he saw that Teacher Achilles of Huidun died suddenly just because he was about to use a super-level magic, then he would truly understand how much burden this super-level magic puts on the user's body.

When the other little ones saw Bruce praising Chen Cheng, they suddenly became jealous again.

The descendants of merchants did not dare to express anything in their expressions, but the little ones who were descendants of nobles all pouted their lips.

"It's just super-level magic, it's powerful, but Coles killing the alchemist's puppet is not bad either."

Some of the little guys just muttered.

But he also felt that he was being used against someone, so he spoke in a low voice.

Chen Cheng and the other person ignored all this and walked out of the classroom tacitly.

Seeing Chen Cheng leaving like this, Finier wanted to stop him and ask him to be more polite, but Acasto held her back and said:

"Don't worry about these two guys. I just heard from Old Bu that Uncle Kekebo gave you the Star Mark Tears that were passed down in your family. Can you take it out and show it to me? I heard that the Star Mark Tears are the tears shed by the Moon Goddess who came down to earth."

Finier shook off the fat boy's hand, glared at him and said:

"Want to see? No way. These are the tears of a goddess, you little fat boy should just forget it."

When the little fat boy heard this, he started crying and said:

"You are discriminating against fat people. Fat people are eating your rice. It's just a broken pendant. Who would want to see it?"

Finier also felt that her words were a bit harsh. She hesitated for a while and said:

“I don’t discriminate against fat people, it’s just that this thing is our family heirloom and cannot be shown to others easily.

But I just said something a bit harsh, so you can only take a look at it, just one look."

As she spoke, Finier took out the Star Mark Tear from her lapel.

The little fat man just took a look and then couldn't take his eyes off it, because it was the most beautiful pendant he had ever seen in his life.

Although there is no decoration and it is just an ordinary teardrop-shaped pendant, the fat boy still feels that it is very beautiful.

And Finier really just gave him a glance and then put the pendant away again.

The little fat man came back to his senses with cold sweat on his forehead, and then he whispered to Finier:

"Miss, you are right. This thing cannot be shown to others. You must keep it tightly covered."

Chen Cheng, who left the classroom, didn't know about these things.

Outside the classroom, Chen Cheng saw Melinda walking towards the class. He knew that this was not a good place to talk.

Brusiu wanted to invite Chen Cheng to his luxurious carriage, but Chen Cheng took him directly to his dormitory.

Pushing the door open, Bryusto saw the small ceramic bowls on the table, or to be more precise, the dyes inside these ceramic bowls.

"Oh, these are the dyes that can be used to dye the cloth you gave me. How can you leave them here like this? What if someone steals them?"

As he said this, Bruce ordered Old Pete behind him to take away the ceramic bowls.

Just as Chen Cheng was about to ask him to stop, Brusto threw out a gold note worth one hundred yuan from his arms.

"Okay, Brown, I'll buy these ceramic bowls and the dye inside them... oh, and the garbage in your trash can and the table and chairs. If the money is not enough, I'll make up for it."

When Chen Cheng saw the gold note with a face value of one hundred, he was speechless. According to the purchasing power of this world, these one hundred gold coins were equivalent to one hundred thousand in the previous life. These paints that were to be treated as garbage and a table and chairs made of scrap wood could actually be sold for one hundred thousand. It can be said that Chen Cheng would laugh himself awake in his dreams.

Chen Cheng grabbed the gold note and flicked it with his hand:

"No problem, boss, please feel free to do as you please."

With a wave of Bryce's hand, Old Pete immediately began to move these things away.

"Okay, I've sold all these things to you. Now it seems like we have no choice but to talk while standing."

What Chen Cheng meant by this was that he wanted Bruso to keep the chair, or at least let them sit down and finish their discussion before moving away.

But Bruce didn't care about that. When he saw Chen Cheng's experimental tools, he was afraid that these things would be stolen if they were not properly protected.

"It's okay. Besides, standing more is good for your health."

There was nothing Chen Cheng could do but laugh.

"Okay, Bruce, now we are talking about business, so you should know how precious what I give you is. And I can tell you responsibly that as long as you give me enough raw materials, I can make as much of this dye as you want."

When Bruce heard this, his eyes almost popped out. He drove Old Pete beside him out of the house. After a while, he heard Old Pete knocking on the door. Only then did Bruce feel relieved.

Then he saw Chen Cheng's surprised look and said:

"It's nothing. You know this is a business negotiation, so it needs some confidentiality. Old Pete is a very good butler, so now we are keeping it confidential."

Chen Cheng nodded thoughtfully, and then continued:

"I believe you have a general understanding of the fabrics dyed with my dye, so I think the distribution of benefits discussed with you before should be reasonable. After all, all of this is for our friendship. Of course, there are only a few patent fees included in it."

And Brusito did not expect that Chen Cheng would be so shameless. He did not have to do anything but provide the dye, and then he would reap 70% of the profits. This was even worse than robbery.

"No, no, no, Brown, you can't calculate it like that. If it's really for the sake of our friendship, I think you should reverse the distribution of the benefits. You should get 30% and I should get 70%. You know, I'm the one who does the materials, fabrics, labor, transportation, and sales. So for the sake of our friendship, I should get 70% and you 30%. "