Conflict

"Alright then, Trist! How do you want to cooperate?"

"That depends on your price. If the price is right, we can cooperate long-term and sell exclusively to you. Whether you use it yourselves or sell it, I won't interfere."

"Trist, how much can you provide weekly? What percentage of this quality can you offer?"

"At least 20 pounds per week, and every pound is of this quality."

"Every pound?" Lia could barely maintain her composure again.

"Yes, every pound!" Ian looked at Lia with amusement. Is it really that rare?!

"Major extraordinary associations in Central Avenue have sold small quantities of Enchanted Weapon Oil, with the Bounty Hunter Guild having the largest sales volume.

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They sold the Formula II series of Enchanted Weapon Oil. Lower-grade quality sold for around 30 gold coins per pound, mid-grade for 40 gold coins per pound, and top-grade fluctuated around 60 gold coins per pound.

Potent Enchanted Weapon Oil sold for around 70 gold coins per pound, but it had to be exchanged with equivalent points and was rarely sold directly.

The Alchemist Fellowship classifies its enchanted products, including alchemical potions, into five grades: Inferior (low efficacy or ineffective, 60%-), Lower (low efficacy, 60%+), Mid (medium efficacy, 70%+), Upper (high efficacy, 80%+), and Supreme (potent, 90%+).

Theoretically, inferior-grade enchanted products cannot be sold due to excessive side effects, but they are often seen being openly sold on the black market, such as low-quality awakening potions.

Most of these enchanted products originate from the Alchemist Fellowship. The Alchemist Fellowship generally does not sell potions, magic equipment, or other enchanted products directly. They provide them to various extraordinary professional associations under different conditions.

Each pound of Enchanted Weapon Oil can be used 20 to 50 times, depending on the weapon type. Arrows or bullets use less, while longswords and great axes use more.

Each application lasts for a quarter of an hour, and its duration is consumed faster during intense combat.

It is generally used to enhance ordinary or Mana weapons during difficult battles. This expenditure is already highly cost-effective compared to the income of extraordinary individuals.

"85 gold coins per pound!"

Lia pondered for a moment, then stated with a firm tone.

As a director of the Whaling Group, Lia not only managed Breath of the Ocean but also specifically assisted the captain with prey transactions and material procurement.

Strictly speaking, she was not a social butterfly or a shrewd business elite, but compared to the roughnecks of the Whaling Group, she was the most suitable person.

A transaction of this magnitude was entirely within her authority.

This price exceeded Ian's expectations somewhat. It seemed he had still underestimated its market potential.

"Lia is generous! If you can provide the raw materials, then 78 gold coins per pound."

The cost of raw materials per pound is around 7 gold coins. The Whaling Group would definitely procure them cheaper if they bought them themselves.

The main benefit was saving Ian a lot of time.

Ian wasn't afraid of exposing the materials. The materials for many enchanted products were not secrets, but if you didn't understand alchemy, didn't know the detailed formula, and your Spirituality didn't match, trying to refine it was probably wishful thinking.

"Deal!"

Subsequently, Ian and Lia discussed some details and drafted a contract together.

The cooperation period was unlimited, and both parties had the right to terminate the cooperation at any time.

During the cooperation period, Breath of the Ocean would provide a high-class suite on the fifth floor for Ian's residence free of charge and deliver the prepared materials to his room weekly.

The transaction time was every Monday, and the transaction would use a mixture of magic gold coins and a small amount of Divine Grace Gold Coin.

After the discussion, Ian and Lia signed their names on the contract and left their Spirituality imprints.

This contract was just an ordinary commercial cooperation agreement and did not possess extraordinary binding power. Those contracts with extraordinary binding effects, imprinted with Spirituality, were quite rare and not commonly used for ordinary commercial cooperation.

For this batch of 3 pounds of Enchanted Weapon Oil, the Whaling Group directly paid 255 Poderia Gold Coins.

Ian put away the heavy coin pouch and said with a smile, "Pleasure doing business with you."

Lia smiled brightly, "Pleasure doing business with you. I'll show you to your room."

Ian declined her offer. She might have other things to attend to now, such as reporting the cooperation details to the captain.

He went downstairs to tidy up his room briefly and then followed the waiter to the high-class suite on the inner side of the fifth floor.

The high-class suite truly lived up to its name. It had a large living room, a dining room, a bathroom with a flush toilet, a large master bedroom, and two smaller bedrooms.

The window in the master bedroom was large and opened directly to the sea, offering a panoramic view of the bustling docks of Paradise Port.

"This is great! But I probably won't be able to live here for too long myself."

Ian was satisfied with the Whaling Group's goodwill, but looking at Wawa, who had grown over ten centimeters after a nap in his arms, he knew he needed a private and secluded place.

Preferably near the sea, to make it convenient for Wawa to go into the sea when it grew up.

He also needed to find an opportunity to poach a few core crew members. Damir and Lia from the Whaling Group were both excellent, but unfortunately, the Whaling Group was a major power, and it wouldn't be easy to poach them.

He would be busy again tomorrow. For now, there was a little one constantly calling out "Wawa" who was hungry.

The result was that Wawa almost drained him dry, forcing him into deep meditation. After fully recovering, he fed Wawa again.

The next morning, Lia delivered the materials for refining Enchanted Weapon Oil to Ian's room.

After receiving them, Ian didn't start working immediately. Instead, he headed straight for the Bounty Hunter Guild.

He needed to find some Spirituality materials to feed Wawa, otherwise, it wouldn't just hinder Wawa's growth, but might also affect his own promotion.

The first-floor lobby of the Bounty Hunter Guild was as lively as ever, but the third floor was noticeably quieter. After all, even on Paradise Island, extraordinary professions weren't commonplace.

The third floor housed extraordinary materials. Its business model differed from the second floor; most items were appraised by the Bounty Hunter Guild themselves before being resold. The commonality was that a commission was always charged.

Ian waved away the attendant, indicating he wanted to look around himself.

He placed Wawa in the pocket on his chest, its large head peeking out. Then, he walked from counter to display shelf, letting Wawa choose what it wanted to eat.

He had only intended to test it, but it actually worked. It was truly instinctual, like a foodie.

"Wawa Wah..."

While browsing, Wawa enthusiastically "pointed fingers and dictated," constantly exclaiming that this was "edible" and that was "delicious."

Ian could only call over an attendant, asking questions as he walked, and had the attendant bring up anything with a suitable price.

This scene piqued the curiosity of several other extraordinary individuals. As bounty hunters, they often encountered magical creatures, but this was the first time they'd seen one of this kind.

Ian didn't pay much attention. There were plenty of magical creatures in the Sea of Miracles. Besides, Wawa was growing rapidly; people would see it sooner or later.

An extraordinary individual, short in stature but carrying a long metal staff on his back, had his eyes glowing with a faint purple light. He was staring intently at Wawa in Ian's arms.

He appeared to be in his thirties, with brown hair and blue eyes, dressed in a silver-blue robe. He wasn't tall, but his presence was extraordinary, exuding an air of confident self-assurance that made one overlook his height.

Ian felt something and turned his head.

The man had already dispelled the purple light from his eyes, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. He walked directly towards Ian.

"Your magical creature is very special. I like it very much. I'll offer one thousand Divine Grace Gold Coin. Sell it to me."

The man stopped in front of Ian, not introducing himself, not offering pleasantries, nor using polite terms. His words were plain yet direct, conveying an unyielding assertiveness.

Ian's expression remained unchanged, but he was inwardly amused to the point of anger.

"Not for sale!" Ian curtly replied.

"Two thousand!" The man's expression didn't change as he offered again. He had seen plenty of greedy adventurers. If they didn't sell, it was just because the price wasn't high enough.

Ian completely ignored him and turned back to let Wawa continue choosing materials.

"Three thousand!" The man's expression shifted slightly, losing its previous half-smile. "This is my final offer. Excessive greed will only harm you."

"Not for sale!" Ian emphasized again, then continued selecting materials without paying him any further attention.

This guy must be some spoiled rich kid, treating this like his own home.

The man's expression turned serious. He gave Ian a deep look, then decisively turned and left.