CHAPTER 1516: CHAPTER 723: MIRACULOUSLY SKILLFUL!

"At present, I have already contacted thirty-two research institutes, and they all have the idea of purchasing that... thing," Old Baker sat across from Sean Knight, trying to keep his tone as neutral as possible, but Sean could still sense a hint of excitement.

"How much are they looking to purchase?" Sean Knight asked.

"Twenty-three of them wish to purchase 100 grams, while the remaining nine are looking to purchase between ten and fifty grams. By the way, eleven of the twenty-three would like to purchase larger quantities."

Sean Knight thought for a moment, calculating the average, this was a business worth over 20 million dollars—saving Cheryl had yielded such a high return.

"Oh, Old Smith said the money has already been applied for and will be transferred to your account immediately."

"No need," Sean Knight gestured with his hand, "I’m not short of money..."

"Old Smith said, our country used to be poor, so they might have wanted everyone to promote that spirit. But now it’s different, the country is wealthy, and someone like you who actively solves problems for relevant departments definitely shouldn’t be undercompensated."

Old Baker smiled and said,

"Old Smith mentioned that you would definitely refuse the money, but this is like Zi Gong redeeming people from Lu Country. The country has the strength, so the money must be paid. We can’t just let you foot the bill. After all, not everyone is as wealthy as Mr. Knight; some people, like me, really do need the income."

Sean Knight nodded, not refusing this time. If anything, he could just donate it later under some pretense.

"Back to the matter of purchasing ’materials.’ Of those thirty-two research institutes, thirteen would like a guarantee. After all, they’re also worried about buying fakes."

This concern was not unreasonable, Sean thought and then said:

"These thirty-two research institutes are all nearby, right?"

"Yes, all in Europe."

"Good. Tell them to come to Stockholm within three days, where I’ll let them see the thing with their own eyes—whatever quantity they need, they can take directly from it. This should solve the problem, right?"

Old Baker was immediately shocked.

In his view, shouldn’t this thing be kept absolutely confidential, concealed from everyone?

"Why then host a large meeting, making it widely known?"

"This thing... only ordinary people might find it mysterious," Sean Knight observed Old Baker’s expression and smiled,

"As long as the Joint Investigation Team finds the bodies of the monsters in the cave, it’ll no longer be news within the industry. So, as long as we do the security work well and prevent these people from spreading the information, it’ll be fine."

"As for what they’re purchasing, it’s just a lump of meat. Who can tell exactly what it is from a lump of meat?"

Old Baker found this very reasonable.

"When you inform them, tell them they are not allowed to bring any photo-taking devices into the venue, or they will be expelled," Sean Knight added, "to prevent scaring others."

"Actually, there are many similar things online, but people generally don’t believe it—except for a small few." Old Baker also knew, some things even if they spread, would be considered impossible, fake, by those who pledged faith in "science."

These people, they are actually superstitious too.

With everything settled, Old Baker bid farewell and drove back to his temporary stay at the hotel, only to discover an extra message on his mobile phone.

"Your commission is 10 percent. For every gram sold, you earn 500 dollars."

This was sent by Sean Knight.

A 10 percent commission was neither low nor high, but when calculated, these thirty-two research institutes together were purchasing around 2,000 grams. 2,000 grams, 500 dollars each, wouldn’t this translate to an immediate income of one million dollars for him?

Wow!

The thought was somewhat exciting!

And so, his motivation surged.

After sending Old Baker off, Sean Knight took the opportunity of Cheryl’s absence to gather Elijah and two others.

"What? That monster is so valuable?" Douglas Cooper exclaimed, "If I had known, I would have dragged out a couple myself."

"No worries, I found someone to pull out another one later," Sean Knight smiled, "I gave one arm to the government side. For the rest, I plan to sell separately, not more than 100 grams to each institute."

"What if some institutes use the names of other institutes to buy more?" Lincoln Harrington frowned.

"It doesn’t matter," Sean Knight waved his hand, "The bulk has been given to the government side. If they want to buy more, as long as it’s within the rules on the surface, we won’t manage it. After all, there’s already a scientific exploration team that went there, and apparently, they also dragged away a monster."

"What about the rest?" Elijah Hastings asked.

"That’s all. Not long after we left, there was an explosion there, the bodies of the monsters that could be found are almost non-existent," Sean Knight explained.

"So that’s how it is..." Elijah rubbed his chin.

"Moving forward, what we need to do is find a large enough exhibition hall, then display the body of the monster for those people to see. My idea is to remove the head, as that part should be extremely valuable."

"I’ll handle that," Douglas Cooper raised his hand, "I know my way around securing exhibition venues."

"Right, the remaining part is security. At the very minimum on the surface, we shouldn’t allow these people to bring mobile phones, video cameras, or any devices that can capture images inside. They can look, they can touch, but no photography."

"I’ll handle that," Lincoln said.

"Then I’ll run errands," Elijah laughed, "and I’ll also be responsible for security."

With tasks assigned, Sean Knight felt relaxed.

See, the matter is actually quite simple.