Quadruple split

"Aha, Bingkuoluo~"

Mo Tan didn't show much surprise. On the contrary, he clapped his palms hard and smiled happily: "I should have thought of it earlier. You started tinkering with that thing when you were in the workshop in Baishi District. Son?"

Cholera nodded and said in a very tired tone: "You can say it that way, but the word 'start' is not used accurately. In fact, I have been studying it since I started cooperating with the Bloodwing family. It's just... you know about Coke, and not many people on the planet know about the puree formula. Since I failed to develop AS, I have invested more than fifteen hours in testing and development almost every day, but the progress... haha , there is no progress at all, and those trial works are no better than sugar water!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense..."

Mo Tan glanced at the arrogant and fat man in front of him and said with a smile: "If you study something that is worth hundreds or hundreds of billions for fifteen hours a day, and it only takes more than half a year to figure it out, you might as well Just hang yourself."

Facing Mo Tan's well-founded ridicule, Cholera was not speechless. He pushed up the frame of his glasses, shook his head solemnly and said, "No, your idea is too one-sided."

"Oh? Then you can tell me where I thought one-sidedly?"

Mo Tan was still smiling, and while weighing the dagger in his hand, he said leisurely: "Hurry up and tell me, I won't stab you to death if I tell you."

"..."

Cholera immediately stiffened his face, then tried his best to force out a flattering smile, and said dryly: "What, actually... what you just said is generally correct, but there is just a little bit... just a little flaw. , that is, although it is almost impossible for outsiders to restore the formula of Coke puree in our world, this world of innocence is not our world. Well, as you know, the world view of this game is quite fantastic, and you don’t even need to light a cigarette. A lighter."

"Well said."

Mo Tan nodded slightly, and then took out his [Mithril Lighter-JOKER] from his bag, which had the same shape and principle as ZIPPO, was dark red in color, and had a clown's head carved on both sides with fine gemstones. He walked to the headless master-slave follower mecha system (a super failure) that had been on before Cholera, squatted down, burned the thing's pants out of boredom, and said lazily: "Continue talking."

"Well……"

Cholera, who was completely disrupted, was silent for a while, and then continued to explain his point of view: "I mean, there are a lot of materials in this world that do not exist outside the game, and these things have various It has magical properties, and there are also things like magic. For example, it is troublesome to use in reality... Well, it can't be said to be troublesome now. Anyway, it is just to pump up drinks through negative ions and the like. It can be done easily in the realm of innocence.”

Click——

Mo Tan clicked on the lighter in his hand, squinted his eyes and turned to stare at Cholera, who was sweating profusely, and asked with interest: "What about, for example?"

"For example, using thunder rhinoceros horn powder and a [Thunder Forging Enchantment Board], you can turn many drinks into the taste of carbonated drinks."

Under Mo Tan's oppressive gaze, Cholera swallowed nervously and said anxiously: "And two bags of thunder rhinoceros horn powder only cost 2 silver coins, and a [Thunder Forging Enchantment Board] can make it full." The total amount of magic crystals that can be used for half a month is only 5 silver coins. I personally think the cost is very low..."

"The cost is very low..."

Mo Tan lowered his head and murmured in a low voice, then raised the corners of his mouth and repeated in an incredibly high-pitched tone: "The cost is very low?!"

Cholera, who had seen the world at least, was shocked at that time. You must know that although he had never been able to save money because of his painstaking research on cola, he had also been a guest of the Bloodwing family. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that this was a good deal. The filling cost of less than ten silver coins is really not high.

However, after thinking briefly, the man coughed lightly and changed his words: "Personally, I don't think it's particularly high."

"Ha, hahahahaha, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong."

Mo Tan stood up, strode up to Cholera, held down the latter's shoulders, and felt a sense of joy all over his body. He laughed and said, "Come on, come on, brother Cholera, you continue, I'll continue." listen."

Cholera, who had no idea what this lunatic meant, shrank his neck and said dryly: "Uh... After discovering that there is a huge gap between the worldviews inside and outside the game, I came up with a few ideas, well, to be precise It should be three ideas. First, I wanted to build a humanoid mobile weapon. As you can see, the thing I made looked like nonsense. Then, I wanted to drink until I was ice-cold in this world. To be honest with you. , I’m a person who feels bad all over if I don’t drink Coke for two hours. Even now, I have to get off the line every once in a while to add some happy water.”

Mo Tan smiled and hugged Cholera affectionately: "What about the third idea?"

"Find a two-dimensional wife, but this matter is not urgent, at least not until we get the coke."

Cholera took a deep breath and said seriously: "Women will only affect my performance!"

"What do you mean?"

"I can't find it... The City of Freedom is too scary. The last time I went to a serious store to play, I was jumped by someone. Why do the NPCs in the game also know how to do the fairy dance!"

"I don't know, I'm a relatively innocent person."

Mo Tan, who had impersonated Technician No. 3 in a shady store not long ago, scratched his cheek and said in a human-like manner: "So I don't know much about the field you're talking about."

The few people who had been silent because they couldn't get into the topic looked a little weird at this moment. Lesa, who had someone touch her thighs for nothing, had a fierce look in her eyes. She always thought that Mo Tan and Futaba were having an affair. Xiao Ai, who was in love, had a complex expression. She would go to the Mages Guild every few days to help Mo Tan send and receive letters. Cole looked up at the sky, and even Liz, who was least aware of the situation, let out a 'poof'.

However, since Mo Tan was still holding the dagger that was dripping blood on the ground, Cholera nodded very cooperatively, saying that he completely believed these lies, and continued: "I overthink the AS aspect, and I am in engineering... ...Well, I only have a little understanding of engineering in and out of the game. It’s completely impossible to make a big, romantic and awesome robot, but I think Coca-Cola is still worth trying. of."

Mo Tan raised his eyebrows and smiled playfully: "So in order to raise funds and materials to develop Coke, you, a science graduate student who is very good at alchemy and pharmacy, made a deal with the Bloodwing family, right?"

"To be precise, I made a deal with Raphael Bloodwing."

Cholera sighed helplessly, scratched his head and said, "But then he died, and the person who connected with me became Lionel Bloodwing."

Mo Tan nodded and chuckled: "It's a good way to make a living. As far as I know, the theory of using raw blood crystals to neutralize rejection reactions was proposed by you. It is precisely because of this that in the experiment In the process, the Bloodwing family, which had exhausted almost all their bloodline power reserves, focused on the Keyvos family, which indirectly led to a heartbreaking tragedy. To be honest, even if our beautiful countess suddenly decided to I won’t be surprised at all if I kill you.”

Lessa, who had finally understood what she said, shook her head slightly and said softly: "My revenge is over, so..."

"Of course, even if she wants to kill you, I won't agree to it."

As a result, Mo Tan winked at Cholera with a smile and said with a grin: "After all, your boy is much more valuable than that woman who has lost her use value. Oh, by the way, don't feel guilty anymore about Liz, I will do it for her." I forgive you~"

Cholera: "Huh?"

"Tan Mo..."

A woman who had lost her usefulness narrowed her eyes dangerously and said with a gloomy expression: "Believe it or not, I will kill you right now."

"I help."

Liz, who was forcibly forgiven for cholera, also echoed.

"If you want to be popular in the future, just shut up and let me fool this kid."

Mo Tan scolded without looking back, and then pinched Cholera's fleshy cheeks cheerfully: "Fat smash, let's discuss it?"

Because Tan Mo did not have any subjective intention of sexual harassment and the two were of the same gender, the system did not stop his behavior.

Cholera, who was rubbing the fat on his face, twitched his lips: "Are you sure you're not trying to trick me?"

"Similar to each other, very similar to each other~"

Mo Tan showed a refreshing and bright smile, and smiled: "I intend to fully support your development of Bing Kuo Luo and provide you with ample start-up funds. In addition, no matter it is information or materials, no matter how much As long as you ask, I will find a way to get things that are difficult to get. If I can't get them, I will try my best to find a substitute. As long as you agree to my conditions, from now on, you will have no worries and melancholy. You don't have to resign yourself to fate like before. , Hakunama..."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute! Don't rush to speak yet!"

Cholera interrupted Mo Tan in confusion, and asked confusedly: "You...promised so many benefits, what conditions do you want me to agree to? You have also seen that I am now a poor alchemist. As a pharmacist, the things he makes are nothing but rubbish, and..."

Mo Tan smiled slightly and interrupted: "And the development of Coke is a bottomless pit, right?"

"That's right, although it would probably be faster if you could use materials as you like and have endless research funds..."

Cholera nodded honestly and said, "But I think the progress is still not worth looking forward to."

"Of course, this is expected. In fact, if you say that you can develop that thing immediately as long as you have a lot of money and materials, it is not a good thing for me."

Mo Tan snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "As for what I want, it's very simple. I want to be your sole agent. Your creativity, your achievements, and everything you develop must be handed over to me. For operation, you only need to pay the human and mental costs, and I will be responsible for everything else, and I will account for 70% of the profits derived from all this."

Cholera was stunned for a while, then he smiled wryly and spread his hands and said, "Brother, I'm afraid you've read too many time-travel novels and want to become a beverage tycoon through me?"

"The predecessor of the Steam Consortium was just a small restaurant, but now it is one of the most influential forces in the entire continent."

Mo Tan shrugged, spread his hands and said: "Of course, I don't think people in this world will be so stupid that they won't know how to burn glass for thousands of years. In fact, we outsiders are not familiar with it in most fields. There is no advantage in thinking or creativity. In most cases, it is almost impossible for us outsiders to think of and implement things that the indigenous people have not been able to figure out for thousands of years."

Cholera nodded with deep understanding, and then asked tentatively: "Are you going to say 'but'?"

"That's right."

Mo Tan smiled approvingly at Cholera and said leisurely: "However, most fields are not 'all' fields after all. Maybe they are much more professional than us in aspects such as combat and people's livelihood that are closely related to people's lives, but in some areas On the optional side, there are always some ideas that no one has thought of yet to be missed.”

Cholera was stunned for a moment, then a flash of realization flashed in his eyes: "What do you mean..."

"As far as I know, although there are more than tens of thousands of drinks of different types, different tastes, and different characteristics in this world, there has never been such an existence as the Bingkuoluo you are longing for."

Mo Tan licked the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Carbonated drinks are so civilized."

Cholera rubbed his nose and hesitated: "But since there is no such thing as happy water in this world, does that mean they don't think it tastes good?"

"This possibility cannot be said to be impossible, but the specific probability is almost negligible. After all, it is difficult for many societies composed of the same race to agree, let alone a more complex world."

Mo Tan's thinking was very clear, and after a simple explanation, he smiled and said: "And it doesn't matter even if your pessimistic idea just now comes true, because since more than half a year ago, there have been a lot of happy water in this world. .”

Cholera's eyes widened: "You mean... us players?!"

"Isn't it?"

Mo Tan nodded and showed a bright smile with eight teeth: "How many 'outsiders' can refuse a glass of cold and refreshing happy water? Even if...it can neither add blood nor restore blue."

Hogg's expression immediately began to waver, and after a while he said: "But the development progress of Coke..."

"Listen, man~ I have high hopes for Bingkuoluo just like you~"

Mo Tan raised his hand to interrupt Cholera, and looked at Cholera with eyes full of enthusiasm: "But why don't we take a step back and make a profit first with the thunder rhinoceros horn and enchantment board you mentioned?"

"ah……"

"I happen to have a friend who runs a dark shop in a night-free area~"

"this……"

“The drink list there hasn’t been updated for a long time~”

Chapter 945: End