As soon as the words fell, Qin Shan, Mu Yang, and Zhou Qiang, the three members, all looked at Shen Ping.
Any martial artist yearns to improve themselves and possess greater strength. After all, in this Base City era, strength represents money, status, and position. Although an Advanced Warlord is not a God of War, the Global number of Gods of War is so small that they are even rarer in each Base City.
Therefore, the status of an Advanced Warlord is already sufficient for many martial artists. For example, the three major supervisors of the Dojo of Limits are all Advanced Warlords.
Mu Yang took a deep breath, his eyes filled with longing, "Yes, I dream of it."
After speaking, he shook his head helplessly, "Shen Ge, I know you are a God of War now, and the resources and connections you have access to are much stronger than before. But anything that can help break through to Advanced Warlord must be a good thing. Even if it were placed in front of me, I couldn't afford it."
Qin Shan and Zhou Qiang exchanged a look, both guessing that Shen Ping probably wanted to use his connections and resources to help Mu Yang. His intentions were good, but as teammates who had faced life and death together, they were unwilling to owe each other favors.
Shen Ping smiled, "You kid, you can even resist such a big temptation. Not bad, it's not in vain that I've taken care of you so much in the past."
Mu Yang's expression relaxed, and he slumped his shoulders, saying, "Shen Ge, if you increase the temptation a bit more, I might just give in."
Laughter immediately erupted in the private room.
However, after the laughter subsided, Shen Ping pretended to take something from his embrace, but in reality, he took out the ordinary genetic medicine he had made from his spatial wristband. He placed it on the table and said seriously, "This time in South America, I actually stumbled into an ancient civilization ruin. Besides the plant that greatly boosted my physical fitness, there was also this thing."
Captain Qin Shan looked at the metal tube and asked doubtfully, "Lao Shen, what is this?"
"Genetic medicine."
"And it's genetic medicine with no side effects and no impact on the body's potential."
Listening to Shen Ping's words, the three members of the Raging Wind Squad all widened their eyes, "Really?"
Shen Ping said in a deep voice, "That's how it was described. I'm not sure about the specific effects yet. This kind of genetic medicine is divided into types. The one on the table can allow ordinary martial artists to break through to Warlord within a few months, and there's another higher-level one that can allow Warlord martial artists to break through to Advanced Warlord within a year!"
Hiss.
Qin Shan and the others couldn't help but gasp.
The genetic medicines currently on the market that have side effects are worth hundreds of millions. If this metal syringe truly has no side effects, its value is unimaginable.
"Shen, Shen Ge, are there many of these medicines?"
Mu Yang suddenly asked at this moment.
Qin Shan and Zhou Qiang stared intently at Shen Ping.
If the quantity of the medicine was large, it would have a huge impact on the Global martial artists, the Five Great Powers, the two martial arts dojos, and various mercenary organizations and other forces.
Shen Ping slowly said, "Not many, only a few can be provided each month."
He didn't state the specific quantity. However, Qin Shan, Mu Yang, and the other two noticed Shen Ping's mention of "each month," which indicated that the genetic medicine in his possession could very likely be produced.
The three exchanged glances, all seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
Even if the output of this medicine was extremely small, it would be incredibly valuable and could completely serve as a resource for building connections.
Coming back to their senses, they all fell silent.
Finally, Captain Qin Shan spoke first, "Lao Shen, since you've told us about this, it means you don't consider us outsiders. Tell us your thoughts. Whatever you want to do, we'll follow you."
Shen Ping waved his hand, "Heh, I don't have any specific ideas. I just feel that if this thing is purely used for selling and making money, it's a bit of a waste."
Qin Shan nodded, subconsciously saying, "Money is indeed not very important to a God of War, and the value of this genetic medicine is immeasurable. If it's only used to make money, it's truly a bit of a waste..."
Mu Yang's eyes lit up at this moment, "Shen Ge, why don't we do what they do in Europe and form a mercenary group? With the genetic medicine, we can definitely attract many martial artists to join. And since Shen Ge, you've also opened a materials company, it's perfect for having mercenaries undertake hunting missions."
As he spoke, he became excited, "During the Great Nirvana period, the HR Alliance gradually developed by relying on its strong financial resources and resources, becoming a major Global power today."
This is indeed a direction, but it's not very realistic.
Shen Ping smiled and said, "Pingwei Materials Company doesn't have much financial power. Let the genetic medicine flow into the market first before talking about anything else."
Although he rejected Mu Yang's suggestion, the other party's words gave him some ideas for developing a foundation.
Qin Shan said, "Alright, leave this to us."
Mu Yang rubbed his hands, saying eagerly, "Shen Ge, let me be the guinea pig for the medicine. Feel free to inject the medicine into me violently."
Zhou Qiang's eyes gleamed, "Let me do it instead, I'm sturdier."
Shen Ping was speechless, "You two... Don't worry, everyone gets a share."
"Shen Ge is mighty!"
The atmosphere in the private room immediately became lively.
In the evening, on the way back to the community, Shen Ping drove and pondered. With the help of the Captain and others, the genetic medicine matter would quickly spread within the China Base City on a small scale. It would take about a year for the news to fully ferment and spread. By then, Pingwei Materials Company would be even larger and could form a beneficial complementary cycle with the genetic medicine.
Moreover, during this period, he could also observe the reaction of the martial artist market to determine the most suitable number of doses to produce each month.
This was also why he didn't choose to make it public in the War God Palace.
The War God Palace is a virtual place where Global Gods of War gather. If it were auctioned there, the news would spread extremely quickly, and then the Five Great Powers, the Dojo of Limits, and the Thunder Martial Hall, along with other forces, would all come knocking. If not handled well, it would inevitably lead to some trouble.
Buzz, buzz.
Before reaching the community entrance, his communication wristband vibrated.
"Hello, General Manager Zheng, I'm just about to go home. My wife has already prepared dinner... Yes, yes, let's make plans another day."
As soon as he hung up, it vibrated again.
This time it was the supervisor from the HR Alliance Mall, also inviting him to dinner.
Shen Ping used the same excuse.
If it were anyone else, he would have refused without hesitation, but the Zheng family and the HR Alliance supervisor were business partners, so he still had to show them some respect.
Of course, with his current apparent strength at War God Peak, even if he refused, they wouldn't show any dissatisfaction.
"After buying the secret manual, there isn't much money left in the company's accounts. I need to quickly get a sum of money, and then go to the Wilderness Area again after a while, and get more Advanced Warlord monster materials."
As a Council Member-level powerhouse, he was incredibly poor. Let alone buying an intelligent fighter jet to show off his status, he didn't even have enough to acquire Lord-level monster materials. And at present, the company undoubtedly needed to continue expanding, and there were many places where money was needed.