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Chapter 273 - 273 273 Who Should Use It

273: Chapter 273: Who Should Use It?

273: Chapter 273: Who Should Use It?

With the help of Zhao Guang, Ocoro quickly mastered the use of the microscope.

“Incredible, truly incredible.

I never imagined the microscopic world would be like this, that we are all made up of cells.

I also didn’t realize that there were such things as bacteria and viruses in the world.”

Zhao Guang nodded, acknowledging that the Western world had also begun to study bacteria and viruses after the invention of the microscope.

“Once these things are well studied, we will have methods to prevent and treat all sorts of contagious diseases, especially plagues.”

“You’re absolutely right.

I want to present this to the King.

Don’t worry, you will certainly be credited for your contributions.”

Zhao Guang never expected that Ocoro was planning to offer it to the Mage instead.

But after giving it some thought, such a thing that could affect people’s welfare seemed indeed more important to a nation.

Besides, he didn’t have just one microscope; he could always purchase a large batch at any time.

“Alright then, you decide.

I will send the ones meant for the Mage Organization in a few days.”

“That’s great, the Empire will surely remember your dedication.”

As he heard this, Zhao Guang felt a strong sense of déjà vu stirring within him.

After continuing their research for a while, Zhao Guang prepared to leave.

But just as he turned to go, something suddenly occurred to him: “Right, do you have any slave contracts there?

I would like to buy some, preferably blank ones.”

“Blank slave contracts?

What do you need them for?

You’re not planning to become a slave merchant, are you?”

“How could that be?

Do I need to do such things?”

After thinking for a moment, Ocoro expressed his understanding: “That makes sense, you certainly don’t need to do that.

The profession of a slave trader isn’t very reputable, and it doesn’t make much money either, unless one captures members of an alien race.”

Not making much money is relative; in reality, it can be quite profitable.

Otherwise, why would so many people engage in this trade, which is said to be highly competitive?

“However, if you need talents, wouldn’t it be better to directly buy some slaves?

The slave contract is quite expensive, and it might be wasted on ordinary people.”

“I’m just buying a few scrolls; who knows if I’ll ever use them.”

“Oh, I see, I completely understand.”

What did you understand?

Zhao Guang was somewhat puzzled, not knowing what this person had imagined this time.

“Here, I happen to have a few of them, bought for collection but never used.” Zhao Guang didn’t expect that Ocoro would actually have them in stock, and they were even close at hand.

After summoning someone with a wave of his hand, the items were quickly delivered to Zhao Guang.

Looking at the few scrolls, Zhao Guang wasn’t sure how to describe this person anymore.

He felt deeply relieved, thankful that Ocoro hadn’t used these contracts on him from the start.

Otherwise, wouldn’t he now be under control?

This otherworld wasn’t as simple as he had thought.

“Thank you very much.” Zhao Guang bowed deeply in gratitude.

This bow wasn’t just for the slave contracts; it was also because the other person had awakened him from his own arrogance.

There were many things in the otherworld he didn’t understand, especially the existence of magic, a very terrifying technology.

If he dared to underestimate the otherworld, he might eventually stumble because of it.

“What’s the big deal?

We’re friends, aren’t we?”

“Yes, we are friends.”

Zhao Guang, with the payment in hand, quickly returned to the warehouse.

As for the scroll in his possession, he began to ponder over whom it should be given to.

After all, he genuinely needed a loyal assistant at the moment.

Domestically, there was no need, but internationally, it was necessary.

Whether it was his own “Not Even Human” company or the pharmaceutical production plants under his name, someone was needed to manage them, and he himself couldn’t stay abroad for long periods of time.

After Zhao Guang had left, Ocoro quickly found Yars with the microscope in tow.

Upon seeing the device, Yars no longer had the mind to quarrel with Ocoro.

“I never imagined that we would have such tiny organisms around us.”

“How about it, I’ve made a great contribution this time, haven’t I?”

“Yes, you’ve made a great contribution.

The King will surely reward you, and so will Lord Zhao Guang,” Yars was shocked once again.

This was technology absolutely not possessed by the Chirali Empire.

And what’s more, from what Ocoro had shared, it seemed that not even some Mage Organizations possessed this technology.

“Zhao Guang is quite remarkable, or perhaps I should say the mages behind him are very remarkable.”

“Right, his backing organization isn’t near our Empire, nor is it likely an internal existence of our own Empire.

He comes from a very distant place.

These technologies would be of great use to us.”

Yars’s mind was on alert, sure enough, not moving against Zhao Guang had been the right decision.

It wasn’t just that Zhao Guang’s arrivals brought his family immense wealth, there were also potential dangers involved.

The presence of these items proved that the Mage powers behind Zhao Guang were incredibly strong.

If he had made a move back then, would he still be able to sit here securely now, and could he have withstood their retaliation?

If he had caused a great trouble, allowing an enemy to invade the interior of the Empire, wouldn’t he have become a criminal?

Think of this, Yars suddenly felt a wave of fear.

But looking at the oblivious and proudly self-assured Ocoro, Yars couldn’t help but want to smack the man.

Why did this guy, normally clever, drop the ball at critical moments?

Couldn’t he sense what was at stake?

But perhaps it was precisely his demeanor that made him get along better with Zhao Guang.

No wonder, this odd friend had so many others, even die-hard ones to boot.

As a normal person, Yars was indeed quite envious of Ocoro in this regard.

“Alright, go back now.

I will hand over this device.”

“Wait, I made such a great achievement, and you won’t even let someone lift the curse off me?”

“Why remove the curse?

Aren’t you doing well as it is?

Do you really think I should let you wreak havoc everywhere?”

“You piece of garbage, what did you say?

You dare look down on my art?” Ocoro instantly flew into a rage.

His demeanor shifted from calm to violent as he leapt up and threw a punch at Yars, aiming straight for his face without showing mercy.

Yars didn’t take it kindly either; he lifted his arm to block the punch, then returned one of his own.

Even though he didn’t use Combat Energy, the sound of the punch was enough to make it sound painfully intense.

Outside the room, the guards, upon hearing the sounds of fighting, turned a blind eye.

There was no helping it—these two fought every other day, and everyone had grown accustomed to it.

They decided to pretend they hadn’t seen anything.

If they intervened imprudently, it was likely they would offend both parties, which was not worth the risk.