"BOSS, is this the Pure Gold you said could slow down aging?"
Ivankov blinked at the oval piece of Pure Gold shining brilliantly, looking a little doubtful!
After all, this was too incredible.
How could something that slowed aging possibly exist in this world?
"He's over two hundred years old."
Chaos glanced at Asier, then turned the Pure Gold over and over, furrowing his brow.
He'd touched it, but he couldn't control it.
That meant the Gold-Gold Fruit had no effect on this scientifically synthesized Pure Gold, which left Chaos feeling disappointed.
From another perspective, this Pure Gold that slowed aging might not even have anything to do with metal.
What terrible news.
"You're over two hundred?"
Ivankov turned to look at Asier, his refined face full of disbelief.
The guy was a little fat and a little scruffy, but he didn't look over two hundred!
Asier didn't answer Ivankov. He only stared at the Pure Gold in Chaos's hand, his face filled with complicated emotions.
He'd developed the forbidden fruit known as "Pure Gold" for the sake of his daughter, Olga.
In his eyes, this Pure Gold that slowed aging was nowhere near as important as Olga.
"You can leave now!"
Since he couldn't control this Pure Gold, Asier wasn't of much use to Chaos.
At first, Chaos had thought that if he could control this Pure Gold, he could have Asier keep making more of it. Now, it seemed there was no need.
Besides, other than being able to make this Pure Gold, Asier had no other particular strengths.
So Chaos changed his mind and decided not to let Asier join the Richest Group.
But he also didn't want Asier to keep making this Pure Gold. After all, scarcity made things valuable.
Killing him was out of the