Chapter 208: Simulation

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That evening, Li Mochen did not enter meditation to cultivate. Instead, he spent the whole night in the training room, tinkering with the horn of the black-scaled fire dragon. When he came out early the next morning, he already had three gun parts and a sealing box in his hands.

At that moment, if Angela had been there, she would have recognized these three parts as identical to the trigger, firing pin, and bolt of the divine rifle 'Dragon's Might.' They looked almost indistinguishable from the outside, and even their aura was so similar that Li Mochen had to set up layers of sealing arrays outside the forging room, and place them in the sealing box as soon as they were finished, to avoid being detected and tracked by the FBI and the Vanderlik family.

This matter should have been carried out long ago, but due to Li Mochen's lack of confidence in Western alchemy, it had been delayed until now.

His skill in artifact refinement was indeed very high, and with the assistance of the 'Divine Xia Spiritual Fortune Purple Gold Pagoda,' he was almost invincible. However, the magic arrays of this world and the runes of the Yuanqiong Realm were completely different systems, so Li Mochen had to spend some time studying, practicing, and understanding them.

Even this time, after Li Mochen had considerable confidence, he still made a wish to the 'Divine Xia Spiritual Fortune Purple Gold Pagoda' to perfectly simulate the appearance, smell, and magical energy characteristics of 'Dragon's Might.'

As a result, the accumulated merit energy on the pagoda only decreased by about one-seventh, and the three gun parts were fully formed.

This was because Li Mochen himself indeed had the ability to forge these imitation parts. Without considering combat effectiveness, merely simulating their various characteristics greatly lowered the difficulty.

If not for the limited time, Li Mochen wouldn't even need to use the wish spell; he could simply buy more high-grade dragon horns and then try repeatedly.

It is worth mentioning that after Li Mochen finished forging the parts in the early morning, the merit energy above the tower rose by another notch.

This didn't seem like a subsequent merit settlement; it should be something Sampson Brute and the others had done again—

Sure enough, when Li Mochen went for a walk in the park, Chu Siguo told him a piece of new intelligence about the Blood Hand Gang: "At four o'clock this morning, the Rehberd Chemical Plant was attacked. Although the plant itself was unharmed, all the raw material warehouses were burned down, and three combat groups sent by Andonio were ambushed on the way, with almost all members, including three outlaws, dead or wounded."

"Also regarding Thompson Adams, Mr. Carl asked me to tell you that he has already joined your ranks. He said he will arrive in Atlanta with his men by tomorrow afternoon at the latest."

Li Mochen was in high spirits; these were all good news. Sampson Brute's execution ability was extremely strong, and Thompson Adams's speed in agreeing to his recruitment was also surprising.

"And about the sales data for the lucky bracelet, you should be very interested, right? After the initial boom, sales declined. By last Friday, we had sold over 73,000 pieces. Then on Saturday, another 23,000 pieces sold out, because your media exposure increased greatly that day, and some people believed that Ibi Bryan's withdrawal was really due to your luck. So our marketing experts predict that the final sales volume of this product could reach 320,000 to 500,000 pieces. They have already arranged for the factory to source new inventory. Congratulations, boss. This means that on the day you graduate, you can become a billionaire, earning over a hundred million gold shields in revenue."

"Emm~ That's also good news, but I hope I won't become a debtor on the day of high school graduation."

Li Mochen thought that at his current rate of spending, it was uncertain whether the income of over a hundred million gold shields could support him until he graduated from high school.

After all, his annual expenditure on wages alone was already close to thirty million. In two years, that would be sixty million, and if he didn't adopt reasonable tax avoidance methods, his hundred million gold shields would only net him about fifty-six million—pitifully little.

"So what about your company's other sales figures?"

"Pretty good. This week's sales increased by seventy-six percent year-on-year, slightly worse than the last two days of last week, but the decline curve is normal and still much better than the same period last year. It's expected that after you defeat Cadio Rhode, there will be another wave of enthusiasm. Of course, by then you might have even more protesters."

Then Chu Siguo complained, "By the way, Boss, can't you ease the pressure on us a bit? Going for a walk in the park at this hour—I really don't know what you were thinking."

At that moment, at the park entrance two hundred meters away, about two hundred people were holding signs with slogans like 'Conspiracy,' 'Liar,' 'Return the Money,' 'You Bastard,' loudly protesting. Even though it was six in the morning and still dark, some were particularly agitated. If Chu Siguo hadn't arranged for enough police beforehand, these people might have rushed straight at Li Mochen to do something.

The key point was that now was the time of war between Li Mochen and the Blood Hand Gang. Who knew if someone might pull out a gun and shoot Li Mochen?

After all, his treatment level in Nason was only 2S, with at most four Outlaw-level fighters and four combat teams as his limit, while Antonio's strength far exceeded that.

"Precisely because this move is foolish, they won't expect it. Don't worry, I'll be back in at most twenty minutes."

At this moment, almost no one noticed that a 'bread bag' had appeared beside a young man disguised as a vagrant. Li Mochen had taken it directly from the space of the 'Divine Seal of Heaven and Earth' and concealed it with illusion magic, so even Chu Siguo, who was accompanying him, didn't notice anything unusual.

After walking for about five minutes, Li Mochen sat down on a stone bench.

"Boss, what's inside this?"

The one who asked this was Li Tailai, sitting on another stone bench twenty meters away.

"It looks very important."

"Some of the latest intelligence on the Blood Hand Gang, and parts of Dragon's Might—fake ones, but convincing enough to pass as real."

Li Mochen replied calmly, "Can you find a way to get them into the Dark World today, preferably into the hands of the Fenrir Wolf Hunt?"

Since he was going to frame someone, the Fenrir Wolf Hunt was the one he felt least guilty about. It would also keep them busy, so they wouldn't cause him trouble during the critical period of his war with the Blood Hand Gang.

Li Tailai was initially shocked, but he quickly masked his expression: "Understood. I'll take care of it shortly. Boss, Howard Eisenhower has returned and found us. That guy kept his word—he did get a set of 17A-grade equipment. Even the armor alone can be considered 17A- level."