Wang Hao drooled as he stared at the Gold Crystal Pharmacist Bottles.
Seeing this, Mo Li's smile widened. "Wang Hao, as long as you join our Pharmacist Guild, these Gold Crystal Pharmacist Bottles will be yours. You'll also get a private pharmaceutical laboratory, 30 billion in research funding every month, thirty martial king guards whenever you go out, and whatever you want to buy, just tell the Pharmacist Guild. Even buying the President's Private Heavenly Dragon Spaceship won't be a problem..."
The more Wang Hao heard, the brighter his eyes became. The Pharmacist Guild truly deserved its reputation as the Interstellar Federation's greatest tycoon. The aura of wealth hit him right in the face the moment it made a move.
Everyone present clicked their tongues in astonishment. This was f*cking terrifying!
Thirty billion in research funding—wouldn't that be impossible to spend in a single month even if he bought things every day!?
And thirty martial king-level bodyguards following him around? That display was way too extravagant!
Most terrifying of all, the Pharmacist Guild was actually willing to buy the President's Heavenly Dragon Spaceship for Wang Hao. With that kind of lavishness, who in the Interstellar Federation could compare!?
Su Mu watched the golden gleam flicker in Wang Hao's eyes. It was clear that Mo Li, that old guy, was about to tempt him away. Helplessly, he coughed. "Ahem, Hao Er, have you forgotten how the Royal Academy treated you back then!?"
Wang Hao suddenly woke up, and a scene from when he was ten surfaced in his mind.
In the Royal Academy's laboratory, Unlucky Egg had been mixing a potion when several people rushed in. Without a word, they grabbed him and threw him out through the gates of the Royal Academy.
At the same time, several teachers mocked him.