Victor could confirm that these two products were not available before, but were recently added.
They should be some by-products of recent research.
Looking at the prices of the "a-virus enhancement fluid formula" and "a-virus stock solution cultivation manual", they have also been adjusted.
The plane points have increased to 500 plane points and 4000 plane points respectively, almost doubling.
The number of vouchers has not been modified.
Victor checked his balance.
f-rank vouchers x 36, e-class vouchers x 6, D-Class Vouchers x 2, c-class vouchers x 2, plane points x 25415.
He had enough vouchers and could buy everything without splitting them.
He immediately waved his hand.
Buy, buy, buy!
After the purchase was completed, he extracted all four items from the inventory.
The pufferfish virus and self-healing virus were just two injection guns; besides their strange red color, there wasn't much to see.
He threw them back into the inventory.
As for the a-virus enhancement fluid formula and a-virus stock solution cultivation manual, they were two hard drives, presumably containing a lot of data.
Forget about producing them; he probably wouldn't even be able to understand them!
Could it be that future cancer busters would also be produced this way?
This would require good feedback to Royce.
He immediately opened his Contacts to edit a message, but the other party, as if prescient, initiated a text bombardment.
[Royce: Oh, little brother, big brother saw that you bought the formula and manual. You're really decisive.]
[Royce: You probably don't understand it, do you? Haha, anyway, big brother, this rough guy, doesn't understand it. Those professional symbols look like ghost drawings.]
[Royce: So big brother thought it was very necessary to also sell some fully automated assembly lines, after all, not every Plane has so many top biological experts, and there's also the possibility of formula leakage.]
[Royce: It's just that this fully automated assembly line doesn't meet the Platform's minimum product standards, so it can't be sold at all. This is really worrying big brother. We can't just give it away, can we? There's only one quota per month, that's ridiculous!]
[Royce: Little brother, you're smart, think about it. Big brother won't treat you unfairly.]
Hey.
He actually thought the same thing.
That's right.
After all, this was their main industry in the future, so they naturally had to pay attention.
As for the substandard issue... Victor estimated that if Royce was at level six, there might be a chance for it to be categorized under "Other" for sale.
But the restrictions were also great.
He sent a reply to Royce first.
[Victor: I was just about to "complain" to you about this, big brother. Let me think, this is a bit tricky.]
[Royce: Alright, no hurry, take your time.]
[Royce: We already have a direction for your aids Buster. It will definitely be completed in at most half a month.]
[Victor: Alright then.]
Closing Contacts, Victor looked up at the sky, lost in thought.
This thing was not easy to deal with.
The simplest method was to tamper with the "Materials" of the fully automated assembly line, using a large amount of precious minerals for forging, and selling the fully automated assembly line as raw Materials.
But not to mention that resident evil didn't have many precious minerals, even if it did, it would be impossible to achieve.
The lowest standard for minerals that met the product standard on the Platform was 1 gram / 1 Plane Point.
The weight of an entire assembly line... anything less than 20 tons would be considered shoddy work.
As for selling blueprints, or "knowledge", that was even more absurd.
A typical assembly line relied on machinery for rapid transport, cooperating with people for high-speed product packaging, with no technical content at all.
The core Soul of a fully automated assembly line was its "control chip," which executed strictly written programs without error, and this was also simple.
But what Royce wanted was different.
This was a fully automated assembly line for producing biochemical agents, and many drug reactions within it could not be quantified. They could only be judged by comparing them with a large amount of stored data.
Royce's fully automated assembly line was valuable precisely because of this "large amount of stored data"... wait?
Data storage?
Victor touched his ear.
The nano-earphone inside had once stored an artificial intelligence, he wondered... no, no.
Royce would surely have thought of such a simple method; he was the one who stored Alice in the nano-earphone and sent her over.
Royce's idea was probably to achieve it in one go, directly packaging an entire assembly line, rather than just providing data diagrams and making people build the assembly line themselves.
Only by being perfect could one gain more reputation and repeat customers, right?
And so.
Victor's thoughts fell into a loop, and unknowingly, he drifted into sleep.
Waking up again.
It was already morning of the next day. The morning sun shone on Victor's skin, and the sudden increase in body temperature startled him, then he was enveloped by a feeling of drowsiness.
Hmm... I'll just go back to sleep.
He had only just dozed off when Alice's voice sounded in his ear.
Victor paid no attention.
About 30 seconds later, the master bedroom door clicked open, and Wanda peeked her head out from behind the door. Seeing Victor still asleep, she wrinkled her little nose cutely.
"Hmph, still sleeping," Wanda bared her teeth at Victor.
The little girl was usually very quiet, but behind the scenes, she was quite uninhibited.
Unexpectedly.
Victor, whom even Alice couldn't wake, was actually roused by Wanda's tiny murmur. He opened his hazy eyes, just in time to meet Wanda's bared teeth.
The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.
With a whoosh, Wanda's face flushed red, then she scurried away, forgetting to close the door in her haste.
Victor rubbed his head in confusion: "What's going on?"
"The master bedroom door is not an electronic lock, Alice couldn't stop Ms. Wanda from coming in," Alice's voice was aggrieved: "Ms. Wanda prepared breakfast for you very early. Alice called you to wake up before, but you were sleeping too soundly."
"Oh? Is that so?" Victor became a little more awake.
After a brief hesitation between continuing to sleep and Wanda's breakfast, he finally struggled to get up.
Although his relationship with Elizabeth in his previous life was good, she always avoided him, so he never had the chance to eat her breakfast.
Wanda's homemade breakfast was especially tempting.
He got up and washed.
Alice very thoughtfully reported Wanda and her brother's "activities" last night—the staff lounge, except for the bathroom, had 24-hour surveillance cameras installed.
This was done by the previous owner, not Victor.
Pietro didn't need to be worried about; he had already gone to bed early.
The focus was on Wanda.
Last night, the little girl not only locked her room door but also piled some movable furniture behind it.
He didn't know who she was guarding against.
Despite this, she stayed up all night playing DotA, with impressive overall stats, clearly an old hand.
Victor listened with some emotion.
DotA, huh?
A MOBA game derived from a map in Warcraft III, it was the predecessor of league of legends.
In his previous life, he was also crazy about league of legends, forming the FNC team. Just as they were about to win the World Championship, they were cleanly defeated 3:0 by China's IG team.
At that time, all he wanted to say was... IG is awesome! Well done!
Victor also had half Chinese Bloodline, so IG winning was the same thing.
Oh, right.
It was 2008 now. league of legends was launched in the United States in October 2009, and in China only after September 2011.
He could consider acquiring Riot Games (Fist Company).
Making money was secondary; he could consider making Iron Man, Hulk, Superman, and others into heroes, letting these superheroes run around Summoner's Rift... just thinking about it was exciting.
Hmm, it's decided. Tony's prototype will be "Teemo." I believe this little guy will die "one more circumference of the Earth" every day.
After teasing Tony a bit, Victor smiled happily.
Wait!
Victor stopped brushing his teeth and stared at his handsome reflection in the bathroom mirror, trying to capture the inspiration that had just flashed in his mind.
But inspiration was like that; the more you rushed, the deeper it hid.
No rush, no rush, let's go through it from the beginning.
Wanda locked the door and piled furniture behind it... skip that.
Wanda stayed up all night playing DotA, a typical little shut-in... not that.
DotA is from Warcraft III... not that either.
Acquire Riot Games (Fist Company), put Tony's face on Teemo's head... that's it, that's it!
Put Tony's head on Teemo's head!
That's it!
If the fully automated assembly line was put to work, filled with a large number of "valuable goods" like the t-virus, wouldn't this "entirety" be considered "many portions of t-virus"?
Very likely!
Even the unfinished neural embedded mechanical octopus tentacles could be acquired by the Platform as a commodity, so why not this?
It must work!
Wow~ Wanda really is my little lucky star!
What? Tony?
Hehe.
When "Tony Teemo Stark" is made, I'll try to make the original art even more punchable, and let him die "one more circumference of the Earth"!
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PS: Extra chapter delivered, 2719 words. Don't say Fei Lan isn't generous enough. Keep those recommendation tickets coming, old friends~