Chapter 87
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Chapter 87: Flagship Product
“Not bad, that was quick,” Chaoyang said as he took a glance at the parchment. He noticed that this world’s business operating license was quite primitive. It only specified the company’s allowed business scope and the required taxes to be paid, with nothing else beyond those details. In other words, the trade official did not scrutinize whether the company had appropriate production qualifications—anyone could sell their goods as long as they had them. However, if any issues arose, the Lord still hold the power to impose penalties, such as… if drugs caused patient deaths or injuries, the company would have to pay a certain amount in gold coins. As for scamming nobles… the maximum penalty could be hanging.
Uh… isn’t that blatant double standards?
Nevertheless, since even slave laborers can be purchased in bulk, dwelling on this injustice seemed rather pointless. Chaoyang tucked away the parchment and handed it back to the reporter, “Thank you for your efforts. Please give this certificate to Mr. Chao. Although I’m here at his invitation, but I’m only responsible for architectural and engineering work. The specifics of how to run the company will be decided by him. By the way… he is currently outside in the carriage, so you can go talk to him directly.”
“Oh, so Mr. Chao is here too! Alright then, I’ll take care of it,” Dunn enthusiastically replied.
After watching Dunn leave, Chaoyang found a momentary gap and slipped into an empty room within the Cathedral. He quickly switched to his true form. Shortly after, he saw Dunn rushing towards him.
Dunn climbed onto the carriage, noticing that it not only Detective Chao but also Miss Jeanne and the Demoness who were present there.
“Ah… greetings, both of you.”
“No worries, we’re all familiar with each other.” Chaoyang pointed towards the empty seats opposite them. “Please have a seat. I was just about to discuss a new medical supplies contract with Miss Jeanne.”
「But you were clearly resting your eyes; be careful they don’t catch you.」 Luo Di cautioned telepathically.
「That’s precisely why I said ‘just about to.’ Miss Jeanne won’t mind such minor phrasing details.」
“Yes, indeed. The operating license for the medical supplies company has been approved.” Dunn handed over the parchment scroll to Chaoyang. “parchment. “As long as you have goods to sell, we can start sales immediately.”
“That’s great news. This marks the first major milestone in our agreement.” He looked at the nun, “I believe Yeni Cathedral will soon free itself from the constraints of those sponsor companies and become the true sanctuary for the Lost Sisters.”
“Lost Sisters” was a commonly used term among the nuns to refer to themselves collectively.
“Thank you for going this far for us… But I fear it must have cost a lot of money,” Jeanne said with some unease. “As you know, the Cathedral’s income is very low. We probably won’t be able to cover such a large expense.”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Chao is no ordinary person.” Dunn showed even more confidence than Chaoyang himself, boldly reassuring her, “When he decides to get involved in something, there’s nothing he can’t accomplish. Because he represents… an unprecedented power.”
Chaoyang could only wryly smile inside, thinking, “If things continue at this pace, I must admit, your concerns are valid. To achieve financial stability, or even better, to have more income than expenses, the Cathedral must expand its medical services. It’s not just about miners and the poor anymore; ideally, we should include other residents and nobles of Glorious Fortress as well.”
“How is that possible?” Jeanne was shocked. “Anyone with money will go out of their way to find famous doctors. They wouldn’t spare a glance at the Cathedral services!”
Using the Ten Thousand Worlds Machine, Chaoyang had gained a general understanding of this world’s healthcare industry. In simple terms, hospitals didn’t exist; individual doctors were their own brand. They decided their own fees and how many patients they’d see each day. Some focused on medicine, while others specialized in surgery. Doctors who completed the full education and certification process from old continent colleges usually had more opportunities and could build their reputation faster.
As for where they practiced… it was almost entirely random. A doctor accompanied by two apprentices or assistants formed a mobile medical group. Due to a lack of knowledge about microorganisms, they didn’t worry much about sterile environments. If they encountered rare cases, some doctors would even treat patients publicly at the college. This not only gave students real-life experience but also helped boost the doctor’s fame.
And what about the Cathedral? That was considered only by those at the bottom rungs of society went for help.
“Don’t worry, the Cathedral doesn’t need renowned physicians. After proper training, everyone can become a qualified healer,” Chaoyang said calmly. “To put it plainly, whether people choose to come here ultimately depends on how effective the treatment is. If you’re still concerned, we can start by assuming it. As attracting wealthy patrons and charging them higher fees is crucial for achieving a sustainable cycle of income.”
“Uh…” Jeanne hesitated and lowered her head, clearly struggling to envision such a scenario.
“Let’s take it step by step,” Chaoyang said calmly. Since they’d already taken this first step, he figured they might as well go all out—after all, he didn’t want to settle for just getting money from sick people. Ideally, even healthy individuals should pay up too. That way, his new venture could grow quickly enough to challenge other companies. “Would you like to visit our production facility? They’re currently testing medical supplies that will be supplied to the Cathedral.”
“Can we really?” the nun asked expectantly.
“Certainly, let’s head there now.”
As the carriage set off, Luo Di’s voice echoed again.
「I wanted to ask, how much Wish Power are you investing this time?」
「What do you mean?」 Chaoyang looked at her.
「The contract hasn’t been fulfilled yet, which means the cost is increasing. I don’t want this to affect our agreement.」
「I get it. You are worried that if I die without repaying the debt, the power we have earned with so much hard work would become meaningless for you.」
「You can pit it that way.」 Surprisingly, Luo Di didn’t deny it.
“Don’t worry, I value my life quite a lot.” Chaoyang smiled reassuringly. “This investment is indeed high, surpassing any of the previous contracts, but I still have a significant amount of Wish Power remaining. It won’t be a problem to sustain until the next contract.”
He didn’t reveal the exact figures but also wasn’t lying about his Wish Power reserves. A single contract of Haiya had provided him with 4,500 points of Wish Power which is enough to keep him, alive for half a year if he used it sparingly. Currently, the expenses for weapons, ammunition, transportation vehicles, and essential costs related to organizing the game costed over 2,000 Wish Points. Even if there were no returns at all, he would still retain more than half of the Wish Power. This was much better than after his first game, where he barely earned around 200 Wish Points which was only sufficient for nine days of survival.
Moreover, although Jeanne could provide limited Wish Power, she wasn’t the only one who signed this contract. Chaoyang was looking forward to see how much total yield he would receive once this multi-party contract was completed.
The rented theater shed was just on the neighboring street. After crossing one alleyway, they arrived at their destination.
Upon seeing Chaoyang and his group, the guards stationed to watch over the place respectfully saluted them.
Indeed, he could now even afford to hire some security. Although these freelance mercenaries charged low fees and didn’t appear particularly formidable, they were sufficient to deter curious vagrants or trouble-making gang members.
Upon entering the tent, Jeanne spotted a steel tank which was as tall as two men. It was centrally positioned within the room. it was surrounded by various pipes which were connected at different angles. A steam pump nearby emitted a dull hum, seemingly supplying energy to the iron tank. She also noticed people were gathered around the pump, examining it closely, though their specific focus remained unclear.
Is this…a place for making medicine?
Jeanne found it difficult to associate what she saw for a place to produce medical supplies. If Mr. Chao had told her they were smelting steel instead, she would have understood better…
Moreover, it was unbearably hot inside the tent, making her feel like she was walking into a steam room.
“Mr. Chao, are you certain they’re producing medicines?” the nun questioned, sounding somewhat skeptical.
“Absolutely! This will be Destiny Gate’s first flagship product—the Antibiotic!” Chaoyang replied confidently.