"People without strength will be despised." Zhao Sen's eyes shone with an indescribable strangeness, "Follow me, I can make them look at you with admiration, and even regret what they are doing today."

"Who are you? Why do I believe you have this ability?" Feixiang's eyes were still cold. He looked at Zhao Sen in front of him and shook his head. This person was not very old, so he said such words. Is it trustworthy? Not trustworthy.

"Do you think I'm free and have nothing to do to cheat you? I think you have this ability. Now I'll give you a chance to turn over. Whether you want to catch it depends on you." Zhao Sen said, turning around and walking far away.

Zhao Sen was waiting for Feixiang to catch up from behind. He believed that Feixiang was not that kind of stupid person.

"Wait." Feixiang's cold voice came from behind, and Zhao Sen smiled slightly.

"Have you thought about it?" Zhao Sen looked at Feixiang. In fact, Feixiang was not very big. He felt that he was only in his early twenties, but he just looked vicissitudes and seemed to have some malnutrition.

"Can you tell me what your name is?" Feixiang looked at Zhao Sen with a hint of alert expression.

The sudden appearance of this person and said he wanted to help him, but he really didn't know his intention.

"Kill the god." Zhao Sen smiled, "Is it credible?"

Zhu Shen? Feixiang was suffocated in his heart. It was him! He still remembered that the last time he was digging medicinal materials, Zhu Shen started a battle with the evil bow in the guild. The wonderful sounds and wonderful skills in the video made him unforgettable for a long time.

If he hadn't had a minor heart disease and could not bear the fright, he would have chosen to be a swordsman rather than a pharmacist whom he looked down upon every day! The cripple boy next to him looked at the backs of Zhao Sen and Feixiang and shouted, "I want to join you too!"

"Oh?" Zhao Sen turned around and looked at the cripple boy, "What's your name?"

"My name is Chenlong! The medicinal materials I dug are the best!" Chenlong hurriedly recommended himself.

"This is good. Feixiang can concentrate on making medicine," Zhao Sen nodded. The medicinal materials are not too many, but are in essence. When you dig up fine medicinal materials, the bonus of the potion made will be very awesome.

"What am I going to do now?" Feixiang followed Zhao Sen and asked. He seemed to know how to do nothing except refining medicines and logging and digging medicines. Even the simplest medicines, he often failed to refine them. He didn't know how much material was wasted, otherwise he wouldn't be scolded by the fat man.

"Of course it's still about refining medicine. By the way, you said you have a talented skill, what is it?" Zhao Sen asked while walking.

"After successfully making a bottle of potion, there is a 40% chance of enchanting the potion." Feixiang accelerated his pace and followed Zhao Sen.

"Enchant? Is it just to increase the powerful attribute?" Zhao Sen was slightly shocked. Enchantment is a good thing. If you have very little attack power, drinking the enchantment potion can permanently enhance the attack power, but it still depends on the pharmacist's production ability and level.

"Yes," Feixiang nodded and smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that I haven't made a bottle of enchantment potion, and the failure rate is always 50% higher than others."

"This is okay," Zhao Sen smiled and patted Chen Long beside him. "When digging medicinal materials, put more effort into it. We don't need to be more, just be careful, do you know?"

"I understand," Chen Long nodded happily and clenched the golden shovel.

Feixiang looked at Zhao Sen and Chen Long's side faces, for some reason, and had a strong premonition. From the moment he followed Zhao Sen, his fate was quietly changing. As for what was ahead, he didn't know, but he believed that this killing gods would not be that simple in the future!

The three of them came to the meeting hall of the Demon King's Hall, where NPC assisted in drafting various contracts.

After paying a silver coin, Zhao Sen quickly wrote down the contract and handed it to Feixiang and Chenlong.

The two looked at the contract form handed to him by Zhao Sen in confusion and began to read carefully one clause after another. These clauses were very simple. The general meaning was that Zhao Sen provided the raw materials, Chen Long assisted, etc., and supplied Feixiang to make various potions. However, all the potions made after Feixiang were controlled by Zhao Sen and could not be refined for other people's guilds. If profits were generated, 25% of the total profits belonged to Feixiang. If the medicinal materials dug by Chen Long could increase Feixiang's success rate, they would get a profit of 5%.

This contract is roughly equivalent to the contract signed when the guild recruits exclusive pharmacists, but the guild often receives a maximum of only about 15%. Zhao Sen is much higher than those guilds, but the cost of cultivating a pharmacist is borne by Zhao Sen alone. Zhao Sen needs to bear no less obligations at all.

He also thought about Brother Scar's problem, but no matter what, he would keep it a hand, just in case, even if Feixiang made some advanced potions, he would give him at most dozens of bottles of Brother Scar if he had a hundred bottles. As for those ordinary supply-type potions, recruit more pharmacists and refine them.

Because Zhao Sen still has a small abacus in his heart.

"You asked me to sign this contract?" Feixiang and Chenlong looked at the contract terms in surprise. The high rewards made them feel like they were in a dream.

"Yes, are there any other requirements?"

"My medicine refining skills are very poor. I have only refined five bottles of low-level potions now. Are you really sure you want me to sign?" Feixiang pointed to the agreement in his hand. He felt a little nervous. A trace of emotion appeared on his cold and frosty face.

Chen Long, who was standing beside him, also smacked his lips and said in disbelief, "Brother Zhu Shen, I am digging medicinal materials very slowly. Are you sure I won't dislike me?"

"I believe in my eyes, and you must also have confidence in yourself. No one is a waste." Zhao Sen raised a smile on his lips.

"25%...... I'm giving too much!" Feixiang was a little unconfident. Many of his pharmacist friends were at most 20% in guilds or teams that were better treated.

"I said, believe in yourself and don't be so unconfident," Zhao Sen nodded pertinently. Everyone is the same. He is irresistible to the generous reward. He believes that Feixiang is the same.

Zhao Senda has a way to get more money. His dozens of shops have not opened yet. If they open, it will not be a problem to raise a hundred flying stocks.

Feixiang read the terms of the contract again. His hands trembled due to excitement, his lips turned white, and every line and word on the contract was deeply integrated into his heart. I really don’t know where Zhao Sen’s confidence came from. This is really an indescribable arrogance!

Chen Long, who was standing beside him, quickly signed his name with his fingers and handed it to Zhao Sen, "Am I going to dig medicinal materials now?"

"Wait," Zhao Sen smiled, "I'll arrange a settlement for you first."

Settlement?

The two of them lit up their eyes and looked at each other at the same time. They had never received such good treatment in Demon-killing Aoxue before!
Chapter completed!