I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 382 Words are not speculative
These three conditions can be said to be more explosive than the other. After hearing these three conditions, Francis wanted to shoot himself.

If he had known that Wang Yuchuan would open his mouth so loudly, he would not have dared to bring this matter to the council if he was killed.

Let’s talk about his first condition: joining the council.

There are only ten seats in the council, initially the ten founding family members who founded the Sun Society served as directors, and as the Sun Society grew.

Council members undergo several rounds of replacement before infusion of new blood.However, the founding family still occupies five places in each rotation.

Wang Yuchuan wanted to step in, which director would give up this seat?
Let's talk about his second condition. Who in the circle doesn't know that Wang Yuchuan is fighting with the blacksmith guild?

Unlike the Sun Society, the Blacksmiths Guild has strict internal rules and regulations, and the entry barrier is very high.

As long as you are a member of this circle, you can have a name in the blacksmith guild, no matter what you are, the blacksmith guild will always come.

There is no need for the Sun to take risks for this.

Finally, let’s talk about his third condition, serving as a director of the Sun Society but not accepting the jurisdiction of the Sun Society, only enjoying rights but not fulfilling obligations?How can there be such a good thing in the world?
To put it bluntly, the conditions he mentioned are simply wishful thinking.

Francis' palms were dripping with sweat. He had to take the main responsibility for this matter. It's over, it's over, and Wang Yuchuan made such a fuss.

Francis is desperate, he just wants to be alone now.

"I've finished raising my conditions, it's your turn to raise them." Wang Yuchuan really didn't have any stage fright. After speaking, he crossed his legs and waited for their response.

The white old man was more interested in him, and he liked Wang Yuchuan's straightforward personality.

These three conditions, although one is more daring than the other, but compared to resurrection, these conditions are not impossible to consider.

The old white man thought about it for a moment, and decided to lower the price first.

"How much do you know about cutting-edge biotechnology?"

Wang Yuchuan shrugged: "I don't know at all."

"Have you ever heard of a brain computer? Through the brain computer, we can package and upload human memories to the database, and then cooperate with cloning technology, so that we can achieve immortality. I can list many such technologies for you, In other words, what you can offer us is not without alternatives."

After a pause, the white old man asked with a smile: "So, why do you think that we will definitely accept your conditions?"

This question hits the nail on the head, and Wang Yuchuan narrowed his eyes.

The cutting-edge technology has been developed to such a point that it is indeed far beyond his expectations.

Wang Yuchuan's face revealed a look of deep thought.

The old white man had a smile on his face. He couldn't beat him to death with a stick. He was bargaining, and the merchant had to pay back the deal before the conversation could continue.

"However, we are still willing to pay a certain price for the plan you provided. After all, if it is purely an alternative plan, your plan is still very valuable."

"I thought you didn't need my plan, but I was scared to death. I want to hear what price you plan to offer."

"There is a House of Stars under the council. We can give you a seat. In exchange, you have to provide ten resurrection services for each member of the council."

"No more announcements?" Wang Yuchuan raised his eyebrows.

"Not to issue a statement. In addition, we will also write off your relationship with our Sun Society."

"You want to whore for nothing?" Wang Yuchuan took off his glasses after finishing speaking, and threw them on the conference table.

The old white man was stunned. He didn't expect Wang Yuchuan to disconnect directly.

The scene was very unpleasant for a while.

Francis is crying heartily now.

"Didn't I say that? I like to go straight to the point. I don't have much patience for bargaining."

Wang Yuchuan stood up, walked to the conference table, sat up, and stared at Francis.

Francis subconsciously swallowed his saliva. He felt as if he was being stared at by a hungry beast, and he couldn't help but get a chill down his spine.

"Report what I said." Wang Yuchuan scolded in a deep voice.

Francis carefully glanced at the old white man sitting on the chief seat: "He asked me to relay what he said."

The old white man nodded.

"Go ahead." Francis tensed up.

"Can you kill me?"

The first question was so sharp that Francis' legs were so frightened that his stomach was weak.

The old white man was urging him with his eyes, but Francis had no choice but to bite the bullet and repeat Wang Yuchuan's words.

"With Longbao's intelligence capabilities, how long can you hide the headquarters of the Sun Society?"

"All the directors here, how long can you hide?"

"The last question, have you decided? Are you going to be my friend or my enemy?"

Wang Yuchuan didn't wait for the directors to respond at all, and asked all the questions like a cannonball.

He waited patiently for Francis to finish repeating the last question, and then suddenly broke out and tore Francis in half in front of all the directors.

The bloody scene made all the directors present frown tightly.

Kill them a lot.

At this level, they can't be scared.

Wang Yuchuan put on his glasses again and sat down slowly. The old white man slowly clenched his fists, looking at Wang Yuchuan with more scrutiny.

"Answer me." Wang Yuchuan said in a deep voice, which was an order and a naked provocation.

An unkillable monster, would you choose to be an enemy or a friend?
The answer seems self-evident.

The old white man's face became serious, and he needed to think carefully about this issue.

"I'll give you the answer in half an hour."

Just as Wang Yuchuan was about to nod, the ringtone of the incoming call suddenly rang. Wang Yuchuan took out his mobile phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

He picked up the phone, and a deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Wang, hello, I'm Murong Yue, one of the founders of Longbao, I heard that you plan to have an interview with the Sun Council?"

"Well, is something wrong?"

"Can you relay a sentence to the Sun Council's board of directors for me?"

"They are right in front of me, go ahead." Wang Yuchuan pressed the speaker button after speaking.

A serious and majestic voice came from the speaker of the mobile phone: "Members of the Sun Club, I won't say any more nonsense. I, Murong Yue, just want to convey a message to you on behalf of Long Bao. I wonder if all of you here have heard it. This is an old Chinese saying.”

After a pause, Murong Yue said coldly: "How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch."

On the side of the couch, how can you allow others to sleep soundly.

The old white man had been secretly speculating about the attitude of the top management of Longbao before, but now that the top management of Longbao had the attitude, he never expected that the top management of Longbao's attitude would be so tough this time.

Thinking about it, the battle between Longbao and the Blacksmiths Guild is becoming more and more fierce. One day, Longbao and the Blacksmiths Guild will tear their faces apart and call it a truce?How could there be a truce by then.

The question now is, is the high-level executive of Longbao sending out this signal to beat their council, or do they really plan to attack the Marco Polo Hotel?

The old white man's face became serious.

The development of the situation to this point is no longer a simple matter of public opinion.

After all, he still underestimated Wang Yuchuan's influence within Longbao.

A senior member of Longbao was attacked in the Marco Polo Hotel, known as the "truce zone". Longbao will most likely use this as an excuse to attack the Marco Polo Hotel.

This knife has been hanging above their heads for a long time, and it is ready to fall down at any time to cut off all the interests of the Sun Society in China.

The old white man slowly clenched his fists and looked at Wang Yuchuan with a sharper look.

He can already foresee the direction of this incident in the future. First, Wang Yuchuan released the video of his attack on the dark web.

Occupying the absolute high ground of public opinion, and then, Longbao executives used this as an excuse to shut down all Marco Polo hotels in Huaxia.

At that time, there are only two choices before them: resist, and Longbao just has a reason to drive them out.

Not to resist, but to cooperate obediently?The reputation of the Marco Polo Hotel is damaged, and the hotel business in other regions will also be implicated.

No matter how you look at it, this is an unsolvable situation.

After thinking about it, the old white man asked the other directors to go offline first, and he decided to talk to Wang Yuchuan alone to see if he could find a compromise.

"I will carefully consider the conditions you put forward." The old white man saw that Wang Yuchuan's status in Longbao could influence the decision-making of Longbao's senior management to a certain extent.In this situation, the council has no choice but to make concessions: "However, I need to make an addition to the conditions you proposed."

"Tell me about it." Wang Yuchuan didn't hang up the phone. Murong Yue needed to make another consideration.

"First, we will set up a council seat for you, but you have no right to interfere with the operation of the Sun Society, and you have no real power within the organization."

"I agree with that."

"Second, we will issue a statement to the public, but we will add one more, Longbao needs to sign a covenant with the Sun Society, and your status as a director will only be valid during the covenant."

Wang Yuchuan didn't answer immediately. He picked up his mobile phone and asked Murong Yue's opinion. After all, the alliance involved the interests of the two organizations, and he couldn't make the decision alone.

"Okay." Murong Yue cast a consulting look at the founder present, Taoist Qingwei was the first to agree to form an alliance with him.

The peace faction raised their hands one after another to express that they had no objection. The war faction was in the majority and they were still considering it. Murong Yue's eyes fell on the opinion leaders of the war faction.

The opinion leaders of the main combat faction weighed it over and over again, and finally slowly raised their hands.

So far, all the founder members of Longbao have reached an alliance intention.

Murong Yue smiled in satisfaction, and he held up the phone to his ear: "Longbao has no objection to the alliance."

Wang Yuchuan nodded.

"I agree to your condition." After a pause, Wang Yuchuan continued to ask: "Then what about the third condition? Do you have anything to add?"

"I want you to promise to give me three resurrection opportunities." The old white man paused and added: "I can freely decide who will use these three resurrection opportunities."

"this is okay."

"In three days, we will fly to the capital to discuss with the high-level officials of Longbao to finalize the details of the follow-up alliance. Please be ready." After the white old man finished speaking, other council members went online one after another.The old white man went on to say: "Now, we need to see with our own eyes whether you can bring the dead back to life. After all, seeing is believing is believing. Please express your sincerity for this cooperation."

"This is natural." Wang Yuchuan snapped his fingers, and countless sands poured out of nowhere, gathering and shaping, and then the sand disappeared into nothingness.

Francis' knees went limp, he staggered a few steps, then knelt on the ground with a plop, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his face was full of horror.

The old white man narrowed his eyes.

Buzzing discussions filled the conference hall, and all the directors whispered to each other to discuss.

The old white man raised his hand slightly, and all the directors finished their conversation tacitly, sat down solemnly, and the meeting table fell silent again.

"I can give each of you a chance to be resurrected." After saying this, Wang Yuchuan glanced at the old white man: "You can freely decide who to use this chance of resurrection on."

The two smiled tacitly, and all the directors nodded.

This meeting can end here, and everyone has reached a consensus, and the white old man will take the lead to go offline.

Wang Yuchuan let out a long breath, took off his glasses, raised his head with a tired face.

Francis finally recovered his breath. He staggered up from the ground and had to lean on the conference table to barely stand still.

After he was killed by Wang Yuchuan, his soul was instantly sucked into the bardo.

All the abandoned spirits in the vicinity were attracted by him. If it weren't for the aura of Wang Yuchuan on him, those abandoned spirits would have rushed over to eat him up.

Now that he closes his eyes, the shadows of those monsters will appear in front of his eyes.

Whenever he thought of them, Francis felt as if a big hand was clutching his heart.

He looked at Wang Yuchuan, hesitated for a long time, and asked in a trembling voice, "Are all the things I saw real?"

"Really." Wang Yuchuan then replied.

"Who are you?" Francis was more afraid of him: "Death? Or God?"

"Reaper?" Wang Yuchuan's eyes fell on his face, and he smiled, with a hint of self-deprecation in his smile: "I'm nothing."

"Then how can you..."

Wang Yuchuan interrupted him: "Don't think too much. Now that you've survived, live a good life. Go back and spend more time with your family. I'm leaving."

(End of this chapter)