Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jianxiu's lips curled up slightly.

"Is it?"

Rat King's eyes lit up; he hadn't expected to obtain the blueprints for the gene weapon so easily.

"If we had these blueprints, how long would it take to manufacture a genetic weapon like the one the Ye family has?" Rat King asked.

The old scholar hesitated for a moment: "Well... it's hard to say. It could take a week, half a month, or a month... But I can guarantee that with these blueprints, I will be able to build this weapon!"

"Alright, then hurry up!" Rat King exhaled a smoke ring: "I need to see results within a month!"

"Okay...okay..." The old scholar was also very excited, looking at the blueprint in his hand as if it were a work of art.

"Once I obtain the genetic weapon..." Rat King's lips curled into a smirk, his fingers twirling his cigar, already indulging in grand fantasies: "Hehe..."

At this moment, he looked at Lin Jianxiu in front of him and smiled slyly: "Hey, little brother Lin Jianxiu, right? Come, come."

He stepped forward, patted Lin Jianxiu on the shoulder, and said with a cunning smile that always seemed to emanate from the Rat Clan: "Those people of all races say that I, Rat King, am stingy, but in reality, I'm never stingy with my friends. Here, take these things first. If there's any news from the Ye family in the future, I'll have to trouble you to come and let me know."

“No problem.” Lin Jianxiu smiled slightly, then added, “However, Mr. President, although you have obtained the blueprints, I still have something to remind you of.”

"Oh?" Rat King asked, "What is it?"

“I’ve been to the Ye family’s weapons research institute a few times, so I’m quite familiar with the manufacturing process of gene weapons,” Lin Jianxiu said. “To manufacture weapons according to these blueprints, a large amount of special materials would be required. These materials are quite rare and seldom seen on the market. I wonder if you…”

"Oh, so that's what it is." Rat King grinned. "Don't worry, I have all the materials."

At the last auction, he obtained some of almost every type of material, and he also managed to get the few materials he was missing through several friends from the Myriad Races Merchant Guild.

The old scholar studied the blueprints for a long time, then suddenly said, "Um... Mr. President, this might not be enough."

Rat King: "What might not be enough?"

The old scholar said, "This young human is right. According to this blueprint, it does require a lot of materials, especially raw stone liquid and Thunder Feather Eagle feathers. If we need to mass-produce them for the army in the future, we'll probably run out even more..."

"..." Rat King frowned, thinking to himself that he had almost forgotten about the mass production.

It's not enough to just make a genetic weapon for him. To prepare for war, the entire Rat Spirit Clan must be equipped with such weapons so that they can gain an advantage in the Eighth War of Ten Thousand Races and in the struggle for the Azure Dragon Treasure!

However, the materials on the last auction list were too niche and too difficult to obtain.

They are essentially in a state of having prices but no market.

He had previously been short of a few materials, and he had to pull strings to get some from the Myriad Races Merchant Guild. However, if he wanted to mass-produce them in the future, he would need a stable supply of goods.

But where can we find a stable supply of goods? If even the Myriad Races Merchant Guild doesn't have the materials, then there's certainly nowhere else to find them...

'Oh, right...'

As if struck by a thought, Rat King chuckled and put his arm around Lin Jianxiu's shoulder, asking, "Brother Lin Jianxiu, tell me, where do Ye Ge and the others usually get a stable supply of these materials? Do you know the inside story?"

Lin Jianxiu smiled slightly: "Well, of course I know. Ye Ge is cooperating with a mysterious owner of a wandering merchant guild, and that owner has the source of the goods you want."

Rat King's eyes lit up: "The owner of the Mysterious Merchant Guild? Can you introduce me to him?"

......

The Celestial Palace.

"You mean, the mysterious merchant guild owner who wanders across the map of myriad races?"

Tianhao stroked his chin, pondering in confusion: "How come I've never heard of this person on the map of all races before?"

Lin Jianxiu laughed and said, "It's natural that you haven't heard of it. The owner of this chamber of commerce is very low-key and has some quirks. He only sells rare and niche items and materials. He has no interest in more common things."

"Is that so...? That's interesting." Tianhao pondered for a moment and asked, "Lin Jianxiu, I'm very grateful that you sold me the blueprints. I can give you a large sum of money in return. Could you introduce me to this merchant guild owner?"

Lin Jianxiu said, "Of course, no problem."

......

The Great Hall of the Night Elves.

"Your Majesty, Queen of the Night," Lin Jianxiu said, placing one hand on his chest and bowing slightly, "I have brought him here."

Queen Leona of the Night Elves sat on her throne, gazing down with great curiosity.

A young man dressed in a very strange manner, wearing a headscarf and a long robe, walked in.

This person was none other than Song Jie!

However, Song Jie was dressed like an Arab at this moment, with a white turban on his head, a wide black belt around his waist, a big beard on his face, big sunglasses on his eyes, and even pretending to hold a magic lamp in his hand.

"..." Lin Jianxiu was also unaware that Song Jie would appear in this form, and his face twitched twice.

However, he's a professional undercover agent, so he definitely wouldn't laugh in this situation...

......

The Shadow Clan's Grand Hall.

The siblings Yingmie and Yinglan looked at Song Jie below, dressed in strange clothes, and exchanged glances, wondering what kind of place this clothing style was from.

Although Song Jie had a thick beard, you could still tell from his skin that he was very young.

However, in this world, there are many people who look young but are actually hundreds or thousands of years old.

"Are you the president of the mysterious wandering merchant guild that Lin Jianxiu mentioned?"

Yinglan asked hesitantly.

"Oh, yes, esteemed, beautiful, and dear Lady, my name is Song Jie." Song Jie bowed slightly and responded in a tone reminiscent of lamb skewers.