Zhang Fan didn't chat much with Guo Qixuan and directly called the Dragon Group Base!
"Send me a thousand bottles of genetic potion."
"Leader, genetic potion? You don't intend to take it, do you? This thing, as Dragon Elder said before, has too high a mortality rate and there are side effects." The base was extremely shocked upon hearing this from Zhang Fan!
A thousand bottles?
Could Zhang Fan be wanting people from the Golden Dragon to take them?
The mortality rate is a whopping sixty-five percent.
That means a thousand people, and six hundred fifty would die.
Isn't this creating trouble?
"I have other uses." Zhang Fan didn't explain further.
Could it be that I have the system?
Forget it, they'd think I'm crazy.
"Leader, I can send the genetic potion to you, but make sure not to use them rashly, it truly can be fatal." The base repeatedly warned.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan felt slightly pleased.
The identity of the Dragon Group leader is indeed useful.
