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Chapter 304: Trading

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The Cullen Family has been passed down for over a thousand years; having multiplied and thrived for so long, the Cullen Family is extremely vast, with over a hundred pure-blooded vampires in the main lineage alone.

There are over a thousand more in the collateral branches with impure bloodlines, and if one counts the ordinary people whose vampire blood is too thin to awaken, there are over ten thousand.

This is a very massive family, with members involved in every walk of life in Western society; many are leaders in their industries and hold a certain degree of influence.

Although Francis is a Fourth-rank High-level Vampire with great personal strength and is the current Patriarch of the Cullen Family, he still cannot represent the Cullen Family in full.

This is because there is also a Deputy Patriarch within the Cullen Family, Johnson, who is Francis's own younger brother and also a Fourth-rank Middle-tier Vampire, though his strength is slightly inferior to Francis's.

However, Johnson has very close ties with the military and controls a formidable secular army with fierce firepower, so even Francis dares not offend him lightly.

More importantly, the commercial operations within the Cullen Family are mainly managed by the clansmen of Tom's line; even as Patriarch, Francis cannot withdraw large amounts of family funds for no reason.

Meng Yifan was stunned for a moment; it seemed he had thought of things too simply. The Cullen Family is in the arms trade business, but they also have to pay cash when purchasing arms from others through special channels; it is not a business without costs.

Although Meng Yifan has some funds now, he is far from having enough to make up one hundred million US dollars. He thought for a moment and said, "Your family is in the arms business, and I cannot let you suffer a loss."

"How about this: I will use Dawu Brand Air, Monster Brand Sausage and Cured Meat, or various Spirit Pills to pay for the goods. You find a way to help me purchase a Mushroom Bomb and find professionals to load it onto a Tomahawk Missile Launch Vehicle for me."

Francis breathed a sigh of relief. He was truly worried that Meng Yifan would just use empty words to make him find a way to buy a Mushroom Bomb, which would have put him in a very difficult position.

In fact, if Meng Yifan had explicitly ordered Francis to withdraw family funds to buy a Mushroom Bomb, even if it meant turning against Johnson and starting a massacre, Francis would have tried every possible means to complete Meng Yifan's order.

The Air Cans and Monster Cured Meat that Meng Yifan sells all contain Spirit Qi, so even if ordinary people consume them year-round, they can strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives.

For those true billionaires, this possesses an irresistible attraction.

To those billionaires who are not short on money, what is the most expensive thing? Naturally, it is health.

An inch of time is an inch of gold, but an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time.

Even billionaires, who enjoy fine clothes and gourmet food and glory and wealth their entire lives, cannot avoid birth, aging, sickness, and death. In the final moments of their lives, even if it meant spending any amount of money to live just one more day, they would be willing.

"Master, I have seen that the Pills you sell include whitening ones, scar-removing ones, and virility-enhancing ones. I wonder if you can refine a Pill to treat cancer?" Francis asked.

Cancer is an incurable disease for modern society; with current medical standards, it is simply impossible to cure, and one can only linger on through constant chemotherapy.

Francis knows a few true billionaires who have more money than they could ever spend, yet they are tortured by cancer every day.

The Immortal Cultivators of the East are mysterious and unfathomable, capable of refining Spirit Pills; it is said that high-level Immortal Cultivators can even refine the Elixir of Immortality.

If Meng Yifan could truly refine a medicine to treat cancer, Francis was confident that one Pill could be sold for one hundred million US dollars—that is to say, one Pill could be exchanged for one Mushroom Bomb.

Most importantly, to purchase a Mushroom Bomb, one not only needs to spend one hundred million US dollars but also needs to go through special connections; ordinary people, no matter how rich they are, cannot buy one.

The most critical person in Francis's channel for purchasing Mushroom Bombs is an old Russian named Dayiwan; he is a very powerful arms dealer who holds two Mushroom Bombs in his hands.

Dayiwan is wealthy enough to rival a nation, but unfortunately, he suffers from lung cancer, and it is already in the terminal stage. If Meng Yifan could use a Pill to cure Dayiwan's cancer, Francis believed that Dayiwan would certainly be willing to exchange a Mushroom Bomb for Meng Yifan's Pill.

"A Pill to treat cancer?" Meng Yifan pondered for a moment and felt it was somewhat tricky. Although he had learned Alchemy from Zhang Sanfeng and was slightly versed in medical principles, he was as clueless as a novice when it came to how to treat cancer.

"Liu Zhongyong's background is very mysterious, and he is skilled in making poisons. After becoming the dean of the Luolong County Hospital, he has also been very capable in treating illnesses and saving lives. I wonder if he could develop a specific medicine to treat cancer?"

Meng Yifan's eyes lit up. He prepared to bring some cancer cells back with him the next time he traveled back to the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World to let Liu Zhongyong study them. If he could really treat cancer, then Meng Yifan would make a fortune.

However, Meng Yifan was not yet certain that Liu Zhongyong could truly treat cancer, so he said to Francis, "I will consider the matter of treating cancer carefully. If there is a way, I will notify you immediately."

"You go to Hulu Island now and release Hu Youwei, his daughter, and Du Qingyun. I still have some Dawu Brand Air Cans and Monster Brand Sausage and Cured Meat here. The Hu Group will be responsible for the domestic market in Shenzhou, and you will be responsible for the market outside of Shenzhou. Sell these things as quickly as possible and get me a Mushroom Bomb; I have urgent use for it."

Francis nodded, flapped his wings, and went to Hulu Island to release the people, while Meng Yifan rode the clouds and mist to return to the base in Wild Man Mountain.

Just as Meng Yifan landed, Yang Yijian walked over with his hands cupped and a face full of smiles, laughing, "True Person Meng, congratulations on successfully passing your tribulation and breaking through to the fifth rank."

Meng Yifan already knew that while he was undergoing his tribulation, Yang Yijian had also been guarding him in the vicinity. In particular, after Dongying later launched three Tomahawk Missiles, the Shenzhou military, after communicating with Yang Yijian, had launched interceptor missiles in time and blown up all three of those Tomahawk Missiles.

Otherwise, at such a critical moment of passing the tribulation, with three Tomahawk Missiles incoming, Meng Yifan truly could have fallen.

Meng Yifan is not a good person, nor is he a saint, but his principle in life is to repay kindness with kindness and hatred with hatred.

Counting it up, Yang Yijian and the Shenzhou military had saved Meng Yifan's life, and Meng Yifan was willing to return the favor and help Yang Yijian and the Shenzhou military within his power.

"True Person Yang, thank you for guarding me," Meng Yifan said.

"Haha, it is only what this poor Daoist should do. True Person Meng is the closing disciple of Zhang Zhenren, and we all belong to our Shenzhou Cultivation World; we should naturally help one another. If we are to discuss seniority, this poor Daoist should even address True Person Meng as Grandmaster." Yang Yijian had a request of him and kept his posture very low.

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