In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 200: Cosmic Demon God Totem Common Wealth Project (Part 1)
"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"
, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman
Go back in time to a few weeks ago.
In the office of the Arkham Sanitarium, Schiller and Strange sat drinking coffee together.
"I don't believe that Jin Bin and the Hand will have a falling out. You are not behind this matter." Strange took a sip of coffee and said to Schiller.
"That was a plan that Nick and I had planned, but it didn't work out, because a dark horse came out halfway, and the Life Foundation ruined our plan."
"What are you planning to do?"
Schiller sighed, a little regretful: "Originally, we wanted to borrow money and cooperate with the Hand to drive up the price of immortality factor potions circulating on the black market."
"I gave Jin a batch of immortality factor potions and asked him to sell them to the Hand."
"Jin Bing is a crocodile that can never get enough to eat. Of course, he would want to sell this batch of potions at a high price, so he would help us hype this thing and throw out some gimmicks, such as the scarcity of raw materials, the only one etc.”
"Nick and I speculate that the Hand will definitely buy it. The first is that they are not short of money, and the second is that they are very interested in dragon bones with similar functions, and even go all over the world to find it."
"The potion I gave them will have obvious effects in the early stage. After they try it, they should buy the potion in Jin's hands."
"At this time, I will release another batch of potions to Jin Bin, but at this time, I will collect the cost price. Of course, since the raw materials are indeed scarce, the cost price may be a bit expensive, but Jin Bin He will still eat it, because he is confident that he can sell it to the Hand for a higher price."
"The second batch of hand associations should also buy it, because even if the price is increased, it is still within their acceptable range, and at that time there was only gold and there were channels to get a lot of potions, they would not fight with gold And turned his face, only to buy his potion again."
"The same for the third time?" Strange asked.
"No, using this trick for the third time may hit the Hand Guild's psychological bottom line. Excessively high prices may make them have the idea of killing people for money, and it will also give Jin and provide too much liquidity, which will encourage his This is not what we want.”
"At this time, it is necessary to attract some other forces to enter the market. The official shipment is too small, and those who can't get it and are not short of money will naturally want to buy it on the black market."
"By the third round, the news that Jin Bing has a source of goods should have spread, and many other people will ask him to buy immortality factor potions. If Jin Bing wants to make more money, he will definitely sell the potions. The price has increased again.”
"After this batch of goods is sold, we will no longer provide gold and goods. Once the supply of goods is cut off, the only immortality factor medicine on the black market will become a rare commodity. It's going up."
"When the price rises to a certain level, the organizations that have the supply of goods in their hands will not want the price to drop, because if the price continues to rise, the goods in their hands will become more and more valuable, which is equivalent to sitting at home , money is dropped from the sky."
"They will join us and start to carry out the same hype, and the tactics are the same, low quantity, small-scale shipments, the more they sell, the more expensive they are."
"Then the price gets fired up, right?"
"That's right, this is a very important part of Nick's autumn funding plan. He is still counting on the price to increase and the shipment will recover."
"So that Life Foundation ended up with you?"
"It's not entirely true. When we were about to conduct the third round, he suddenly took out a cheaper immortality factor potion, and the supply was sufficient, and the shipment was unlimited, which naturally broke the price market."
"But there is also an advantage, that is, the Hand thinks that Jin has used high-priced goods to deceive them, and turned against Jin."
"Nick had always worried that their cooperation would be too close, which might affect the situation in the region. After they fell out, they reached a balance, reducing the workload of S.H.I.E.L.D. There can only be gains and losses."
"That's just what you think. Based on what I know about Nick Fury, he definitely wants to kill that Drake from the Life Foundation right now." Strange said firmly.
"So where did their immortality factor potion come from?" Strange asked suspiciously: "Isn't this something extracted from a vampire? Where did they get the vampire? Could it be that they caught it themselves?"
"This shows that there are still smart people in this world. They have also discovered that the principle of the immortality factor medicine cannot be falsified at all, and whether it has the effect of prolonging life will not be seen until decades later."
"So they can also make a potion with a little healing effect like us, and call them immortality factor potions."
"Next, we should claim that their raw materials do not meet the regulations? After all, we have said before that only the raw materials collected by S.H.I.E.L.D. Produce a real immortality factor potion."
"No, fighting in the ring is the most troublesome way. If we are fake, he is real, or even if he is fake, but the price is cheap and has the same effect, he will always get a part of the market. In this case, Then why don't we just pull him to cooperate?"
"His supply is sufficient, and our publicity is effective, so we can directly outsource the production to him. They are responsible for the shipment, and we are responsible for the sales. Everyone will make money."
"But isn't the one in his hand a fake?"
"Aren't the ones in our hands fake?"
"Makes sense."
The two touched the coffee cups, showing a heart-to-heart smile.
That afternoon, Schiller walked into Stark's most frequently used laboratory with a cup of coffee. As soon as he entered, he saw blood on the laboratory table. Stark stood in front of the laboratory table, grinning. Clutching his chest.
Schiller stood at the door staring at Stark, Stark also looked up at him, the two stared at him, Stark asked: "Do you know what is the least popular occupation in my laboratory?" ?”
"Since you asked Strange this question last time, I guess it should be the doctor?"
"You still know that you are a doctor!! Come and help me!!"
"But I'm a psychiatrist." Schiller walked over and put down the coffee slowly, "Everyone is mortal, so be careful."
Stark rolled his eyes, put down the towel used to wipe the blood stains in his hand, and reached out to wipe the blood on the counter indiscriminately.
Schiller moved a chair, sat down on the side of the experimental table, took out a stack of newspapers from his arms, shook the newspapers, and asked, "Why are you starting to toss that thing in your chest again? Are you going to replace it?"
"Not yet, but I have a new idea."
Stark used alcohol to treat the wound he had just made, and while grinning and gasping, he said, "I thought about it, and I think the current method of replacing the reactor is a bit too primitive."
"What do you mean?"
"Whenever I want to replace the reactor in my chest, I have to undergo an operation to remove it from my chest and replace it with a new one. This process is very troublesome and somewhat dangerous."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I plan to make a socket, and then research the portable reactor. The socket is fixed in my body. I can pull out the reactor on my chest at any time and replace it with a new one."
"I discussed this idea with Dr. Ethan. He has never seen anyone in this world who likes courting death more than me."
"His evaluation is very pertinent."
"This is not just to replace the reactor more quickly." Stark explained while picking up the pile of blood-stained cotton **** and towels on the table and throwing them away.
"When I was transforming the mecha, I found a big problem. Originally, I only had one kind of mecha, and the abilities were almost the same. They were all strengthening my personal combat ability."
"But before you made a set of magic mechas, and later, we worked together to develop the idea of a swarm robot. After actual combat, we found that a logistics mechanical support system is needed. In the future, we may need enchanted mechas, so much I need more types of reactors to drive them.”
"Although a normal reactor can also provide different outputs, I hope it can have more functions, especially in adapting to magic."
"And once a different version of the reactor is developed, I can't do one operation a day, right? If I spend more than half of the time lying on the operating table every day, then I can't do anything."
Schiller put down the newspaper and took a look at Stark's chest ~IndoMTL.com~ He said, "So you are going to put a zipper on yourself?"
"It's like that joke, whatever the doctor puts in you can unzip it and get it out."
"Oh, zipper, light bulb, you know these words." Stark said strangely.
"So where is your experiment going? Why did you call me here?"
"I want you to help me test whether the magic ability can be used on the ark reactor, or, I want you to help me make a magic version of the ark reactor."
"You should go to Strange."
"He can't do it, let me come to you."
Schiller put the newspaper on the table, he stood up, and said to Stark: "First of all, you should understand my level. In your laboratory, the most high-end job I have done is **** the light bulb."
"Secondly, the concept of a magic ark reactor does not exist. You know, the design drawing of the ark reactor left by your father uses a new element, which has nothing to do with magic at all, and magic doesn't work like this."
"So it doesn't work?"
Schiller walked to the test bench, stared at Stark's chest, and said, "The magic version of the Ark reactor may not work, but you actually just need a chest-mounted energy source, right? "
"Although I don't understand the structure of the Ark reactor at all, if you just need an energy source, it should be possible. After all, magic is possible."
Schiller snapped his fingers, and the newspaper and coffee on the experimental table flew over. He said, "Give us the permission to open an advanced laboratory. Strange and I will go to study it, and I will give it to you in a week." Results."
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