{Attention, attention. A buried victim has been discovered in the East District.}
Waves of people scattered across the land like swarms of ants, conducting rescues everywhere based on the distress messages received.
{Understood, Haotian Canopy Excavation Team.}
{Please inform the Qitian Canopy Search and Rescue Team of the specific location.}
In the past, many ordinary people in the Forbidden Zone of Lost Frequencies were unaware of this existence, or had heard such a notification from well-known teams without knowing its use.
But now they knew!
Who wouldn’t want to fly into the sky and become an immortal? The prerequisite is, you have to be famous.
Many teams, risking a 100% chance of falling ill, contacted the train through Deputy Town Chief Zhu Yin, hurrying back and forth across the Lost-Frequency Land to rescue those sending out desperate calls for help.
The biggest beneficiary also emerged—the pharmaceutical suppliers represented by the drugstore “A-Dong-Pi-Hen-Duo-Lin” in Hub Town.
“Business… is just too good!”
In a small room, a youth of about seventeen or eighteen suddenly straightened up from a pile of medicine boxes, “Woof! Woof!” A large spotted dog with a white coat and black patches also poked its head out from a heap of goods.
The youth tossed a pharmaceutical-type amnesia engine in his hand to it, which the dog caught firmly in its mouth.
“This time it’s a hemostatic and blood-regenerating engine. Yeah, put it on the second engine.”
“Woof.”
The spotted dog, carrying the engine in its mouth, ran to the room at the back, where two ancient engines were embedded in the ground, resembling large, primitive locomotive heads. They were dark-colored, emitting wisps of mist, with a small concave hole in the center.
Inside, there was already a shattered lost-thought engine being shaken by a sieve-like base, breaking it into even smaller pieces that fell.
The new lost-thought engine was released into place by the spotted dog.
“Click!” Like being drawn by a magnet, it automatically adjusted its position and fit firmly into the depression, becoming part of the large engine.
“Brother Bing, the big client’s delivery team is here again!”
A voice full of heartfelt joy came from outside the shop, and no sooner had it been said than the sound of wind howling was heard from outside.
Upon hearing this sound, the spotted dog eagerly barked twice and rushed out wagging its tail.
Teacher Chen and Zuo Feixian walked out of the train’s wide-open door. Seeing the dog excitedly running up and lunging at her, Teacher Chen happily patted its head.
“Good dog, good dog… Hey hey, stop licking, stop licking! Go roll around somewhere else.”
“Runrun, come here.”
The youth ran out with a cheerful smile on his face.
Teacher Chen, wearing a linen-textured matte casual suit, smiled warmly as she stepped forward to shake hands and said, “Boss Bing, we’re here to restock again. Have the new products been produced?”
“The store’s production capacity is through the roof—literally, in the physical sense.”
The shop owner then saw a young man with a lean face, looking quite composed, step down from the carriage, followed by several others on the carriage behind him.
“Teacher Chen, who is this gentleman?”
“My name is Li Mi.”
The lean young man turned sideways, raised his arm voluntarily, and pointed to the three large crates inside the carriage, introducing,
“I heard your store needs a large quantity of drug raw materials that haven’t yet turned into Demonic Nightmares. These are some of the drugs we’ve collected from our city, all arranged by Yang Zicang.”
“Good heavens, such big crates—you must have put quite some effort into this.”
“Yes, this is the result of three teams that were dispatched over two days of collecting.”
“Only two days? That’s impressively fast.”
The young shop owner showed slight astonishment, realizing that this was probably an efficiency only possible for the leading team in City No. 41.
Li Mi smiled. This was his first time entering the legendary Hub Town, and he carried important responsibilities.
He looked around at the somewhat quiet shops. Here, they were almost all businesses doing things like custom tailoring, weapon crafting, old appliance repairs, and equipment modding for Demonic Nightmares.
At that moment, the idle shop owners and employees, seeing the ghostly, shadowy phantom train parked there, gathered around.
To produce an item, the Waste Mind Engine didn’t necessarily have to use only non-Demonic-Nightmare materials as raw materials. Instead, it could use a small portion of supplies produced by other Waste Mind Engines, though that would lead to a decline in yield rate as the amount added increased.
“Xiao Bing, need any help with production?”
A few shop owners nearby said eagerly.
“Medicine that’s stored too long might become Demonic Nightmare—let’s help produce it together.”
If all of this were turned into medicine, the output would be hundreds of times greater. These days, the Land of Shifted Frequency was in dire need of medicine, whether for treating the wounded or for sale—reputation and profit could both soar!
Demonic Nightmaring was indeed a problem.
Bing Zixian was about to say something, when he saw Zuo Feixian point at the box lid.
“Open it.”
With Zuo Feixian’s directing gesture, the gazes of those around shifted over.
Bing Zixian pushed the hand lifting the box lid, causing it to flip open completely, revealing some golden-thread patterns on it.
“What is this?”
Everyone looked at the golden-thread lines on the box lid.
Li Mi said calmly, “This magic pattern was acquired by a former strongman from our city. Its main function is to prevent the rapid Demonic Nightmaring of items stored inside. So as long as the lid is on, even if you don’t immediately use these materials to produce pharmaceuticals as a Demonic Nightmare Engine, they can be stored for a long time. It doesn’t even require magic crystals for energy, as it can automatically draw power from nature to maintain its operation.”
“What!”
An uproar immediately erupted among those around.
“Hmm…” Li Mi rubbed his chin, “The ‘shelf life’ for stored items to remain free of Demonic Nightmaring…”
“This is a treasure, for sure!”
Everyone marveled, and some people’s threads had already refracted outward. Someone suddenly clutched their head and nearly fell to the ground, this was caused by subconsciously trying to memorize the pattern of the magic lines.
“Shopkeeper Bing, these three boxes are for you.”
“For… for me?”
“Yes, including all the medicinal materials inside. You just need to provide the loss-of-memory model yourself, and it should be enough to earn you the time sequence of other large shops in Hub Town for over a year. This is a gift from Mr. Yang Zicang, to thank you for your help over these past two days.”
And also, to demonstrate our strength.
Li Mi silently added in his heart.
Bing Zixian instinctively glanced at the back of his shop, piled high with various cardboard boxes of medicines.
If it weren’t for this Demonic Nightmare subway and the medicine orders from the main client goods team, he certainly couldn’t have completed such large-scale production and sale of various products in just two or three days.
And over these two days, he wasn’t the only shop taking on this business. In general, he was just a small merchant responsible for peripheral medicine production.
“This… This is too valuable. I’ve already earned enough over these two days.”
Teacher Chen patted the young man on the shoulder and smiled familiarly:
“Look, for sales, we have our main client goods team and the Star Express, for raw material supply, we have the strong team from City 41, and in the future…”
Bing Zixian took a deep breath, feeling a chill go through his head.
This… this has to be his lucky break. He had an inkling.
After a few seconds of excitement amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, the shopkeeper, calling himself Bing Zixian, met the eyes of Li Mi and Teacher Chen and said,
“Are there any conditions?”
“There are definitely conditions. We want some shares.”
He took out a document and handed it over; as several heads craned in to look at it, Bing Zixian deciphered the handwriting on it.
“…” ‘Forty-first City branch, ‘Monster Hunters Camp Headquarters,’ holding fifteen percent of the shares, and responsible for supplying the raw materials and storage of the medic-alchemy engine?”
The young man raised his head to look at Li Mi, who represented the Forty-first City; the other party nodded, and he felt a little dry-mouthed.
“‘Lost Frequency Land’s Big Client Goods Team holding sixteen percent of the shares and responsible for sales.”
He looked at Teacher Chen beside him, who responded with an “Mm-hmm.”
The young man continued to look at the final sentence.
“Then the final eighteen percent thirty… belongs to the Forty-first City… Miss Mu Xiaoyu?”
He and those around him all looked up at Li Mi in surprise.
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