After explaining his idea to Royce, Royce was immediately astonished.
This line of thought was simply out of this world!
Royce had all the required Materials, so they would know if it worked after a simple experiment.
Hey.
And it actually worked, isn't that amazing?
The only drawback was that the classification of the "fully automated assembly line" was [Bloodline].
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Product Name: "fully automated assembly line":
Product Category: [Bloodline]
Product Compatibility: [100%];
Originating Plane: "resident evil";
Rank Rating: [F-];
Product Price: f-rank vouchers x 1, plane points x 1;
Function Description: A fully automated assembly line with a large number of semi-finished A-virus products. Not recommended for purchase if you are weak;
Slogan: To be able to come up with such a method to "smuggle," you two are quite impressive;
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Seeing this slogan, Victor was a little surprised—the party responsible for reviewing the products was definitely an intelligent life form.
Moreover, the other party must have a certain Platform authority.
Otherwise, how would they know that this method was concocted by "two people"?
This was very interesting.
As he delved deeper into the Plane Trading Platform, Victor increasingly felt that behind this Platform, there was very likely a vast Empire.
But this was not a bad thing.
Because the larger the Empire, the more restrictive the rules might be, but as long as he followed the rules, he would be very safe!
As long as he had no worries, Victor, who possessed the Marvel Universe, feared no one!
With a grand wave of his hand.
He bought 10 "fully automated assembly lines" to stock up. Once the Materials were procured, work could begin at any time.
Having solved the problem, Victor happily went downstairs to enjoy breakfast.
Felicia, in a professional dress, stood at the top of the stairs. Seeing Victor come down, she immediately showed a professional smile.
"Mr. Victor, good morning. Today's weather is 27°, clear skies, and the sea waves are below 0.5 meters, making it very suitable for sunbathing."
Victor nodded in understanding and walked towards the dining room at the back.
This large house wasn't entirely good; it was a long walk from the master bedroom to the dining room.
What he didn't expect was.
Wanda and her brother were also in the dining room, seemingly waiting for Victor.
And breakfast was quite impressive.
The 3-meter-long table was laden with both Chinese and Western dishes: prepared sandwiches, jam and bacon Materials, steaming soy milk and fried dough sticks, and even preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
This was a bit magical!
Seeing Victor, Pietro excitedly waved and said, "Hi, good morning! My sister made some simple breakfast, want to eat together?"
This kid was probably starving.
Victor sat at the head of the table and looked at Wanda with great surprise: "You made all of these?"
Wanda nodded gently, and whispered, "Is... is there a problem?"
"Yes, of course there's a problem."
Wanda's little face immediately tensed up, like a child who had done something wrong, lowering her head and not daring to look at Victor.
Victor picked up a fork from the table, speared a fried dough stick, and took a bite. It was crispy and delicious.
Only then did he continue, "You should use chopsticks for Chinese food, Hardy. Don't we have chopsticks at home?"
"Of course we do, I'll go get them right away." Felicia turned and quickly left.
The dining room and kitchen were also some distance apart, to avoid oil fumes.
Seeing Wanda still with her head down, Victor suddenly wondered if he had spoken too harshly... it was clearly just a joke.
He glanced at Pietro, who was eating heartily, completely oblivious to his sister's mood.
Alright.
He started a conversation to ease the tension: "Wanda, I understand you know Western breakfast, but where did you learn Chinese breakfast?"
Being called by name, Wanda subconsciously looked up at Victor, their eyes met for a moment then she quickly looked down again, softly saying, "Ah, that... I used to work in a Chinese restaurant in Sokovia, so I know a bit."
Victor's eyes showed interest.
I didn't expect you to be like this, Wanda... you're usually overly shy!
He didn't ask Wanda why she hadn't gone to school.
Alice had reported this information: the siblings, burdened by "deep-seated hatred," had dropped out of school and worked to make a living ever since their parents died when they were 10. They had no time or energy for school.
"Hmm, it tastes really good." Victor gave a thumbs up: "You should eat too, your body is at a developmental stage, you can't go hungry."
His words were too ambiguous, and Wanda's neck, beneath her hair, turned completely red.
Just then, Felicia brought the chopsticks, one pair for everyone.
Victor took the chopsticks and began to eat heartily, not forgetting to invite Felicia to sit down and eat with them—she would only sit down after Victor invited her, never on her own initiative.
Even when seated, Felicia maintained her restraint.
She first served Victor a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and then began to eat her own meal in small bites, but her gaze remained on Victor. When she saw Victor's eyes linger on a certain dish, she would get up and bring some over, and take some for herself as well.
Victor didn't like to talk while eating.
For the rest of the time, the five people silently ate in tacit understanding.
Wanda kept her head down the entire time, and after finishing, she ran back to her room as if fleeing. Only after Victor left the dining room did she peek out and look around. After confirming no one was there, she prepared to go out and clear the dishes.
The servants, who had been on standby in the villa, saw her and quickly rushed over to swiftly collect the dishes.
Wanda still wanted to help, but only gave up after the servants pleaded with her.
Oh, Young Miss, as a guest of the boss, you've already taken the chef's job. If you also take these dirty and tiring tasks, they might not be far from being fired.
On the balcony.
Victor stood in the direct sunlight outside, while Felicia stood in the shade of the eaves, a hint of distress in her eyes—this boss was good in every way, except he loved sunbathing too much. Although she was very careful with sun protection, her skin was still not as fair as before.
However, these were minor issues, and Felicia quickly adjusted her state.
Victor had his back to her and didn't notice any of this.
He sorted out his thoughts and instructed, "Hardy, there's an online game developer called 'Riot Games', acquire it."
"Okay, I will provide you with an acquisition plan as soon as possible," Felicia replied.
"Don't ask me, 2 million us dollar, two requirements: full ownership, and the unreleased product 'league of legends' under the company's name must remain."
"I understand."
"Also, talk to Warner and buy the copyright to Superman. My friend needs to use this name personally, not for commercial use."
"This... I will go and negotiate it."
"Alice will give you a list of Materials later, buy according to it. Have Norman Osborn clear out a floor for me in Osborn Tower."
"Okay."
"Hmm, I'll be on the beach. If Pepper arrives, just bring her over directly."
"Okay, call me anytime if you need anything." Felicia stepped back sideways, smiled politely at Pietro, who was pretending to look at the scenery, and then quickly entered work mode.
Acquiring a company was not easy. Although Victor had given 2 million us dollar, her duty was to acquire it at the lowest possible price, not just to complete the task.
Pietro walked up. Before he could speak, Victor preempted him: "I'm going to sunbathe, coming along?"
Pietro: [!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ]
His mouth twitched, feeling the lingering burning pain on his back, and he decisively shook his head.
If these sacrifices could foster feelings, then so be it, but you just lie on a beach chair and sleep. Why should I go and suffer this pain!
Victor smiled amusedly, floated from the balcony directly to the beach, didn't take off his suit, and lay directly on the prepared beach chair.
Comfortable!
As for the suit he was wearing?
It was a super battle suit transformed, and also had the ability to absorb sunlight and convert it into light energy, so there was no need to take it off—this was also his new discovery.
However, Victor didn't immediately fall asleep this time.
He opened Royce's chat box, there was a question he needed to understand.
[Victor: Bro, speaking of which, if I didn't buy the {knowledge} product, couldn't I reverse engineer it myself? After all, the recipe is a grade more expensive than the product price.]
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PS: Chapter 2429, duck~ Don't let the recommendation tickets go, duck~ How can Fenlan's powerful update still be disliked... There's no justice!