I am your natural enemy

Although Lao Meng is a bit of a scoundrel, he wants to take any good things he sees and likes to use his home as an emergency coordinate when escaping.

But Lao Meng's professional ability and personal identification knowledge reserve are very high.

The bottle of transformation potion identified by Lao Meng is definitely of legendary quality.

At the time of the Ragnarok in Europe, there was the last dwarf potion master.

Unfortunately, when the church burned witches to death, he was burned to death by ignorant villagers.

At that time, the home of the dwarf potion master was also looted by the mob, and all the things disappeared, leaving only some broken bottles and jars.

Well, anyway, the record is written like this, you can believe it or not, anyway, I believe it.

When the Dawn of the Gods came, there was still a living dwarf pharmacist, who finally waited for some materials to appear at the end of his life, and he advanced to become a potion master after accumulating a lot of experience.

In the end, three bottles of legendary potions were left.

Of course, this is just what people say, and it is said so.

According to the dwarf pharmacist who came to suppress the detention center, he has sold more than three bottles of legendary potions.

The strength of this dwarf pharmacist is obviously far from the legendary level. Otherwise, according to the current signs, he would not have to go to Shenzhou to take refuge.

After all, the end of the law is fundamentally different from the spiritual energy recovery. During the spiritual energy recovery stage, pharmacists who advance to legendary levels will only become stronger and more popular.

Potions with legendary effects are equivalent to temporarily gaining an ability. They are generally very powerful and can play a key role.

The most famous potion effect is similar to the resurrection cross, which is used to save lives.

Transformation potions are actually not good potions. They have too many defects and were considered low-level potions in the past.

Now, even if it is a black box, as long as there is image data, the difference in gait between the real and the fake can be distinguished.

The real is real, and the fake is fake. There is always a difference.

Wen Yan came to trade a bottle of legendary transformation potion specifically to verify how much the people over there valued Liu Ming and were willing to burn a bottle of legendary potion as a price.

Now he has a complete concept. No matter how ordinary the legendary transformation potion is, it is still a legendary potion and is extremely valuable.

Wen Yan is not sure about the upper limit of this bottle of legendary transformation potion. Lao Meng is not sure, and even the dwarf pharmacist is not sure.

Then Wen Yan can only make preparations based on the upper limit.

"Shui Jun! Come, I brought you a new kind of wine this time. Try it. I went to the winery to get it. It is hot and dry. Most people can't drink it. I think you might like it."

Wen Yan dragged more than a dozen wine jars to the bottom of the water. In order to make it easier for Shui Jun to drink, he also untied the ropes considerately.

Shui Jun was not polite. He chewed a wine jar first and felt it carefully. It was indeed different. It was hot and restless.

But he still liked the original one. It was not bad to change the taste.

Wen Yan really gave good wine, unlike the person from some department last time, what a joke.

Seeing Shui Jun nod, Wen Yan grinned.

"Okay, as long as you like it, but this wine is also a unique product, it has only been successful once, and it will not taste the same after this batch is finished."

Sure enough, hearing this, Shui Jun nodded, and immediately felt that this wine was indeed better than when he first drank it.

Wen Yan was not lying. This wine was produced in Xifeng, Guanzhong County. There was a factory where someone made a big mess. When they were greedy for money, they didn't do their job well. From raw materials to brewing, a small problem was covered up, and then it started to snowball, all the way to this batch of raw pulp, and it could no longer be covered up.

A large raw pulp pool was destroyed, and all the acceptances failed.

There are ways to make up for it, but when the incident happened, it was leaked by...A Piao drunkard.

Block the news? Block it.

The overall brand building was already in a mess, with only a few products selling well. If things go wrong, the overall brand will be affected.

This batch of raw liquor has not been used yet, but rumors have already started to spread that the liquor tastes wrong. Sometimes it is redistilled, sometimes it is blended garbage, anyway, it is not right.

Wen Yan went to Guanzhong County and heard about this from a drunkard in Prince Zhu's manor. When he heard the evaluation that people can't drink it and the risk is too high, he asked Prince Zhu to come forward and buy all the raw liquor with problems.

The public statement is that this batch of raw liquor is used for sacrifice or sold in the Rakshasa ghost market. After all, some drunkards have tasted it, and except for the fact that it is not suitable for living people to drink, the other evaluations are quite high.

The next question is to arrange some ghosts to work, such as arranging a drunkard to be a quality inspector, arranging some night security guards, etc., to contribute to the social stability of Guanzhong County.

The manufacturer almost knelt down and kowtowed three times. This batch of raw juice was destroyed. Either the Xifeng brand shared by everyone would be destroyed, or this factory would die first.

In the past, they dared to fool people, but now the matter is serious. They dare not fool people, let alone ghosts. If something goes wrong, it will be a big deal.

Anyway, in the end, this group of people drank the raw juice that was 80% likely to cause trouble, and was regarded by Wen Yan as a wine to smooth the hair of water monkeys.

Wen Yan boasted along with it, telling the truth throughout the whole process, telling stories, and adding added value. Shuijun felt better and better the more he drank. The wine jar seemed mellow and chewy when chewed.

After boasting for a while, Wen Yan changed the subject.

"Shuijun, can you give me a hair?"

"What? Curse me? Ordinary curses don't work on me." Shuijun was happy after drinking, and he didn't say anything to turn hostile.

"I may have to go to the neighboring island country later. There are monsters and ghosts there who ran to Guanzhong County and wanted to kidnap people in front of me.

They are so unscrupulous and lawless, so of course I have to vent my anger.

They boast about eight million gods over there. If I want to go there, of course I have to get something to protect myself, right?

We should despise the enemy strategically, but we still have to take it seriously tactically.

I'm thinking, Shuijun gives me a hair, and I'll put it on my body.

When necessary, I'll take it out, and with just this little breath, I can scare their 7.99 million gods to pee their pants."

Suijun listened happily, and wondered what place Wen Yan was talking about, but he couldn't match it for a while.

"Is it the Dongyi area?"

"What Dongyi? They are not even worthy of Dongyi. They are not even as good as Dongyi's hair. Dongyi is also the territory of our Shenzhou now.

So, Shuijun can just give a hair, no more, it would be flattering."

When Shuijun heard this, he curled his lips immediately.

Just now, I was wondering what kind of place could have eight million gods. He had never heard of it before.

It turned out that they all ran away from Shenzhou.

Then Wen Yan was not just bragging.

Shuijun recalled for a long time. In his impression, the Dongyi area was already the easternmost part of Shenzhou. There seemed to be no good place outside.

After a careful recollection, he could not recall anything impressive.

Forget it, don't think about it.

It's not a big deal. He doesn't care whether the things outside Shenzhou are dead or alive. Wen Yan can do whatever he wants.

Shuijun stretched out his hand and grabbed a bunch of monkey hair. He threw it casually, and the monkey hair was carried by the water flow into Wen Yan's hand.

Wen Yan looked at the pile of monkey hair in front of him, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he put it away without saying anything.

"Shuijun is generous! I will buy a winery later and research some good wine. I will bring it to Shuijun for tasting!"

Wen Yan took out the sealed fresh-keeping bag he carried with him and packed all the monkey hair.

Fortunately, he has always been a person who never has too many sealed fresh-keeping bags, so he is prepared for any eventuality. Otherwise, it would be difficult to take these monkey hairs away this time.

Hanging a dozen fresh-keeping bags, Wen Yan was in a good mood when he came out of the water.

He originally meant to just pull out a hair.

Who would have thought that Shuijun was too lazy to look for it for a long time, and just grabbed it casually, and it was at least several kilograms in his hand.

The thickest monkey hair is like steel bars, hard and tough, while the thinnest is about the thickness of human hair, and the number is the largest.

If we count the number, at least a dozen people with thick hair must be plucked bald to barely match it.

Isn't it just buying a winery? I will really buy one later. I don't ask for performance, I just ask for a place to spend money, and send tons of wine.

Anyway, if he doesn't want other things for his current bonus, all of it will be enough for him to spend all his money in the next life.

What is the money for? Waiting for a baby is useless. It's easy to exchange resources for money, but it's difficult to exchange money for resources.

It's better to spend the money and treat it as increasing the liquidity of currency.

I'll do it later.

I'll buy the winery in Guanzhong County, pull the person who made the mistake over, and let him replicate the process of making the mistake.

If it's replicated, it will be considered one of the heroes who stabilized Shuijun, and it will naturally be considered a meritorious service.

If you can't reproduce it, just go and sing the iron window tears.

Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the sealed bags. Several bags had been pierced by hard hairs, but it was okay as long as they were not lost, Wen Yan didn't care.

After taking the pictures, he asked Black Box to send them to the general manager.

"Tell the general manager, the hair sample of Suicune."

On the other side, the general manager who was holding a routine meeting had his mobile phone ring. He frowned slightly and picked up the phone immediately. If it was not necessary, his mobile phone would not ring at this time.

This mobile phone is a work device and must be carried 24 hours a day to deal with possible situations at any time.

The general manager picked up the phone and took a look, and his eyes condensed slightly.

This thing is indeed more important than this routine meeting.

He stood up, signaled the meeting to continue, and he returned to his separate office.

A wall of the office lit up, and with a wave of the general manager's hand, the photo was disassembled and cut. According to the image in the photo, it can be roughly divided into eight types of hair.

From the thickest to the thinnest, the thickest ones are obviously very hard, while the thinnest ones look like fluff, which is obviously different from ordinary animal hair.

The headmaster doesn't care how Wen Yan got it, but he can be sure that this is definitely the strongest alien biological sample that the Lieyang Department has ever obtained.

Both the symbolic and practical significance are extremely important.

It is difficult to estimate the gains that can be obtained by studying these hairs alone.

The headmaster is not a scientific researcher, but he can judge from the photos that the physical structure of hair, the composition of hair, etc., have great research value.

And there are obviously some natural lines on the fine structure of hair. Those lines may be related to mysticism and have great research value.

According to the situation of spiritual energy revival, the latter may be more valuable, and much higher.

Since Wen Yan sent the photos, he must not be able to use them all and is willing to share some of them.

The headmaster called Wen Yan directly.

"How much can be distributed to the Lieyang Department?"

"One third."

"If you use the things you researched, no matter what they are, I can give them to you for free, without any merit."

"That's half at most. I may not have the chance to straighten that person's hair in the future. If I go there in person, I will risk being suddenly beaten. I have to keep the rest for protection and to scare the eight million gods over there."

"Okay." The headquarter director did not ask Wen Yan what he wanted the hair of the Water God for. He went there specifically, and it must be very useful.

These things are extremely precious materials in themselves. Wen Yan must give some to Fuyu Mountain and others, and he will not get much in his hands.

"I want the winery in Guanzhong County, the one that had an accident recently. It's just a production factory. I don't want a brand."

"For that one?"

"Well, how can I just go there with nothing to say."

The headquarter director was on the phone, and the screen on the wall showed things about the winery. After roughly understanding what was going on, the headquarter director said.

"The winery is yours. This is not a condition. This is not your personal matter. It is the responsibility of the Lieyang Department to stabilize that person, not your personal responsibility. You can do whatever you want in the future, but the wine there is not allowed to be sold in the market."

Wen Yan gave fake wine to Shui Jun, and now he gave Shui Jun something that people can't drink, which can't be called fake wine, and can be called poisonous wine.

Shui Jun obviously likes it very much. Who can he go to for justice.

Wen Yan can get a hair sample from Shui Jun, so let Wen Yan do it.

Anyway, in the previous few times, except Wen Yan, other people who wanted to go to Shui Jun to make trouble were either not qualified to die in Shui Jun's hands and were hung on the shore by Shui Jun, or were a cart of straw, and were considered by Shui Jun to be fooling fools with garbage.

No one dared to do it later. Anyway, the Lieyang Department strictly forbade others to make trouble again, and no one could take the responsibility.

The general manager wanted to ask Wen Yan what he wanted, but Wen Yan had no conditions. He only said that the hair of the water god was prepared for the island country's affairs, to scare the so-called eight million gods of the island country.

The general manager sighed and said.

"You can handle the rest of the matter. Just don't make it too big and unmanageable. You don't have to worry about other things. I'll take care of it for you.

Also, don't learn from Cai Qidong. You are a cultivator now. You can learn a little from him, but you can't learn too much.

When we do things, we can just use open conspiracy to suppress those people outside.

Just remember, don't be too Cai Heizi when you are a person."

"Ah..."

Wen Yan was stunned, and thought about it. The general manager was right. Don't be too Cai Heizi when you are a person.

So, he explained honestly.

"Director, this has nothing to do with Minister Cai. I just can't swallow this breath. Lieyang was mocked by a ghost and a monster. How can I tolerate this?"

The director looked at what was displayed on the big screen, the files that Cai Heizi sent to Wen Yan, and the files that were intercepted.

In one of the versions, there was a line that of course killing people must be heart-breaking. They are called eight million gods, so they should kill the so-called gods who show up first, and there must be audiences watching.

The director felt that Wen Yan probably didn't know that some of the so-called eight million gods over there had already revived.

Now he specifically went to Suicune to ask for hair. Isn't this specifically targeting monsters?

Who else could have instigated this except Cai Heizi?

Several versions of the detailed files have been sent.

Now they are covering for Cai Heizi.

Listen, Wen Yan just said it to scare people, but Cai Heizi taught people to build a stage, attract audiences, and finally publicly execute them, beating them to death in public. Killing people must be heart-breaking, and stepping on their faces, which is too rampant.

But now Wen Yan is definitely going to make trouble, so we can't let Wen Yan suffer.

Although Cai Heizi is not a good thing, as long as he doesn't harm his own people, he is a good thing.

The file sent by Cai Heizi to Wen Yan, apart from the insidious and rampant parts, can definitely make it much easier for Wen Yan to make trouble and improve the safety index a lot.

Well, the key is this safety index.

After hesitating again and again, the head of the headquarters still let the black box send the intercepted file to Wen Yan.

"Remember, learn 10% from Cai Heizi, 20% is the limit, don't go too far."

"Okay, head of the headquarters."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan received the file.

After Wen Yan took a quick look, he looked at the sending time shown on the file, which was several hours ago.

No wonder the head of the headquarters scolded Cai Heizi!

This guy is so evil, what does he want to do? He is aiming to subvert the power structure of the island country.

The head of the headquarters is right, after Cai Heizi died, he really became more and more evil.

Then Wen Yan saw some things in the file, one of which was a picture of a handwritten document, with the time marked below, almost thirty years ago.

Wen Yan was silent after seeing it, he was wrong, Cai Heizi was much more radical when he was young, and he was more restrained when he was older.

The handwritten document in the picture was simply a plan to artificially provoke the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

He looked at the pictures of handwritten documents in the file package, each one was more radical than the other, it was really a deep hatred that would do anything.

He casually asked Black Box what happened at that time, Cai Heizi's blackening at that time was too thorough.

"Sir, you don't have enough permissions to query."

"Huh?"

Wen Yan was a little surprised. His authority is very high now. Normally, he must be at the level of the director of the small county branch. If it is a special case or intelligence in a specific direction, his authority is definitely higher than that of the director of an ordinary branch.

He actually has no authority to view the relevant information, even part of it.

"That's not right. I have received the file sent by Cai Heizi. So, I don't have the authority to view part of the file, right?"

"Yes, sir, Cai Qidong violated the regulations and leaked the information."