Chapter 605: Chapter 280 Royal Tycoon_3

Allen Zhang took a glance and found that the wooden crate was filled with vacuum-sealed plastic bags. He picked up an unrecognizable item and asked with curiosity, “What’s this? Bark? Roots? Honeysuckle?”

“Sir, these are precious goods—Angolan bark, Kenyan white tea, wild sea cucumber, and fish maw,” the Black manager patiently introduced.

“I have no use for this stuff.” Allen Zhang shook his head and tossed it back, planning to let Sieg and the others deal with it later.

“It can enhance sexual performance.”

Black immediately continued, “People from our region generally drink water boiled with Angolan bark from childhood to adulthood. After drinking it, you can play games with two women at the same time without feeling tired, lasting at least an hour each time. Wealthy people here also choose to buy this product, a bag of bark costs at least a thousand US dollars.”

Allen Zhang’s expression changed instantly, looking at the full crate of bark, he acknowledged its function and value, “I think this stuff is pretty good, I’ll take it.”

He immediately waved his hand, directing Sieg and the others to transport it to the van and send it to New Port Villa.

The timing was perfect as the General Sect Leader was planning to rejuvenate his health recently, and these health products indeed came in handy, adding a finishing touch.

“What’s this?” Allen Zhang opened another wooden crate, glanced inside, and to his surprise, found it contained dark crocodile skin?

There were also fluffy lion head rugs, eight African elephant tusks, and several genitals resembling those of geoducks.

“These are the local specialties ordered by guests—lion fur, as well as cheetah and elephant reproductive organs, including ivory,” Black introduced, “These are genuine African wild crocodile skins, of excellent quality, suitable for making wallets and backpacks; lion fur can be used to make rugs. Many customers are willing to place orders and the market price is not cheap. These are hunted in a regular private savanna hunting grounds and being able to trade them here after cargo shipping from the port makes it legal.”

“…”

It has to be said, it’s always you guys.

These items are always best-sellers, but most of the time, they’re priceless.

Allen Zhang also chose to happily accept them and had Sieg take them back to hang up for collection at home.

The difference between illegal and legal, in fact, is no difference. One is labeled as privately bred, reserved for wealthy individuals for trading services; the other is supposed to be protected wild ones, but in reality, aren’t they still wild?

It can’t possibly be produced by Black.

Having loaded all the items in the storage onto the vehicle, Allen Zhang chatted with the Black manager for a bit, then waved goodbye and left the port area.

Upon returning to the villa, the General Sect Leader immediately had Sieg open the Angolan bark, grind it into powder, and mix it with fish maw and other virility-boosting products to make a concoction to test its efficacy.

“Feeling anything?” Allen Zhang asked Sieg after a few minutes.

“Boss, I don’t feel much.”

Sieg was a bit baffled, having gulped down two big cups, “Maybe this stuff is just a gimmick, it probably doesn’t actually work?”

Hearing this, Allen Zhang also decided not to bother about it anymore. After Zorro had woken up, he also gave him a cup of bark water. After finishing it, Zorro smacked his lips, indicating he felt nothing too.

“Well, never mind then, everyone get back to work. Sieg, come with me.” Seeing no effect, Allen Zhang sighed, but still defiantly chewed on a piece of bark.

He left the house, pulled out his phone for a moment to contact Colonel Wood, confirming that he could visit the military base today. After getting a reply, he drove toward the Flores Military District.

After driving for an hour, he arrived at the Flores Military District, near a small town.

The Rolls-Royce Cullinan stopped by the roadside, and the town’s residents curiously glanced over.

Sieg pulled over, searching around in a panic for a restroom to relieve himself, bending over as he exited the car with a flushed face and sweating forehead.

“Fxxk! Boss, there’s no public restroom here. What do we do?” Sieg was somewhat panicked.

“Why don’t you just find a motel to take care of it?” replied Allen Zhang, his face flushed, “I’m not paying for you; you’ll have to order some takeout yourself. There definitely must be special service personnel around here.”

Turning around to look at the driver’s seat covered with a bunch of bloody tissues. Nosebleeds.

He gave Sieg a meaningful look, “Young man, you can’t handle nourishment, who let you drink several cups of bark water at once, and also eat fish maw and sea cucumber? That stuff is potent!”

Not everyone has the constitution to handle wild sea cucumber.

Death by nourishment.