Chapter 382: A Tier 12 Artificer?
Chapter 382: A Tier 12 Artificer?
After seeing Jiang Cheng off from the building, Gao Ling turned and entered the conference room, activating the lightbrain on his left arm.
The next moment, a virtual screen projected into the empty space before him.
Soon, a figure appeared on the screen.
"Well? Did he agree or not? Or does he need a few days to consider?"
The voice of a man rang out, none other than Gu Changlin.
"He agreed."
A smile appeared on Gao Ling's face once more.
"Oh?"
Gu Changlin on the screen also looked a little surprised.
"It is a bit unexpected."
Gao Ling chuckled, "I thought he'd be like the others and take some time to consider, but thankfully, he's quite sensible."
"As long as he's sensible."
Gu Changlin narrowed his eyes.
"After some time, change his split from sixty-four to seventy-three."
"Huh?"
Gao Ling was startled.
"Isn't this a bit too fast? Moreover, he's different from other alchemists. I'm worried that this might affect his mood."
"So what if he gets emotional? He should consider his situation first."
Gu Changlin gave a cold laugh.
"My dear half-brother and his stepmother now know that he's with me. Even if I let him go, where could he possibly go? Since he's here, he should obediently refine pills for me and not think about anything else."
"That's true."
Gao Ling nodded.
Not only that, but Jiang Cheng currently didn't even have an identity in the Inner City. If he were caught outside and taken to the Law Enforcement Bureau, the consequences would be dire.
"Forget about seventy-three, even eighty-two is acceptable."
Gu Changlin coldly laughed.
As the saying goes, times change.
When recruiting Jiang Cheng in the Outer City, it was natural to be generous and bring him on board first. After all, those who accomplish great things do not worry about minor details; whether it's deception or persuasion, as long as the goal is achieved.
Now that Jiang Cheng was on his turf, who else would have the final say? And here, the alchemists' splits were generally seventy-thirty. Considering Jiang Cheng's exceptional skill, giving him sixty-four was already very generous.
But then again, Jiang Cheng's skill was truly extraordinary.
Other alchemists only made a profit of a few million per furnace, so a reduction of one or two percent wasn't a big deal.
But Jiang Cheng was different; the profit from one furnace of pills was five million! A reduction of one or two percent made a significant difference.
In recent days, every time Gao Ling thought about giving Jiang Cheng several million per furnace, he felt a bit uncomfortable, as if he were giving away money to a beggar, a sinful act! That's why he borrowed a Sixth-Rank Alchemy Furnace from the family, to increase profits and also find an excuse to reduce Jiang Cheng's earnings.
"Changlin, let's stick with seventy-three for now."
Gao Ling sighed.
"Even if we reduce it to seventy-three, it should be after a couple of months."
"I understand."
Gu Changlin nodded, "I'm just informing you in advance. In any case, this matter is in your hands. If, after a couple of months, you successfully reduce his share to thirty percent, I'll increase your monthly bonus by 0.5 percent."
"Great!"
At this, Gao Ling's eyes lit up.
As the head of the Alchemy Department, he didn't just earn a basic salary; the increase in pill production was the real deal!
Don't underestimate that 0.5 percent; it was already a substantial income. With Jiang Cheng's addition, it would be a shocking amount.
"Changlin, about that Alchemy Furnace?"
"I'll send it to you in a couple of days."
After all, it was worth over a hundred billion; he had to deliver it personally.
"Alright."
At that moment, Jiang Cheng had arrived home and stood by the window in a daze, his mind drifting to a few lines from his textbooks before his rebirth.
"Today, five cities will be conquered, tomorrow ten cities, and then a night of peaceful sleep. When the sun rises, four borders will be in sight, and the Qin troops will arrive again."
"However, the lands of the feudal lords are insatiable in their desire for the Qin's territory. The more they serve, the more they are oppressed. Thus, without a battle, the outcome of strength and weakness is already decided."
"Serving the Qin is like carrying firewood to put out a fire, as long as the firewood remains, the fire will not extinguish."
Jiang Cheng furrowed his brows, pondering the situation at hand.
Perhaps he was overthinking, and Gu Changlin didn't have such intentions. The sixty-four percent split was his bottom line.
But one can never be too careful.
Moreover, the other party's behavior made him feel that Gu Changlin was the type to use any means necessary to achieve his goals.
He would be a difficult opponent.
"Indeed, those like Gu Changkong are the minority. If Gu Changkong were in Gu Changlin's position, he might not have acted the same way."
Jiang Cheng sighed softly.
In fact, he had anticipated this situation before coming.
Therefore, these past few days, he had been holding back.
With his Major Mastery in Alchemy, he no longer needed ten portions of herbs to refine a furnace of pills. An estimate of two and a half hours would suffice.
Previously, he could only refine four furnaces in twelve hours, but now, he could refine an additional one. Yet, he hadn't done so, fearing a situation like today's.
Hence, from now on, he planned to reduce two portions of herbs for each refinement. With his current mastery, he could still produce a furnace of Supreme Awakening Pills.
The two portions saved would, of course, be used to refine pills to enhance his own strength.
Once his alchemy reached Perfection, he could save three or four portions per furnace.
"Sigh."
Jiang Cheng sighed again as these thoughts crossed his mind.
He didn't want to resort to this either.
But, one must look out for themselves, or face the wrath of heaven and earth.
...
The next day, Jiang Cheng stepped out of his home and into the elevator, only to find two people inside.
"Jiang Xiaoxiong, what a coincidence! We meet again."
A man in his early thirties greeted him enthusiastically.
"It's Brother Ding! Good morning."
Jiang Cheng smiled and greeted him.
He also nodded towards the middle-aged man beside him, who seemed to look down on others.
Jiang Cheng had been here for several days now, likely arranged by Gao Ling. Many had tried to get close to him.
"Jiang Xiaoxiong, let me introduce you. This is Master Zheng, a Tier 12 Artificer from the Forge Department!"
"Tier 12!"
Jiang Cheng was truly surprised and looked at Master Zheng again, understanding why he seemed to look down on others.
Alchemists and artificers didn't have the same rankings as Primordial Energy Warriors, Masters, Sovereigns, and Dominators. Instead, they were ranked from Tier 1 to Tier 40, though they still corresponded to the same levels.
Just like Jiang Cheng, who was already a Tier 10 Alchemist.
A Tier 12 Artificer could create Fourth Rank Artifacts for Grandmasters to use.
Those who became Rune Masters and Artificers must also possess spiritual talent. These people seemed no less than Mind Masters.
Ding Lei also looked pleasingly at Master Zheng, "Brother Zheng, this is Jiang Cheng, a Tier 10 Alchemist. He can refine a furnace of Supreme Awakening Pills."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Master Zheng turned to Jiang Cheng with newfound interest.
(End of Chapter)
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