Chapter 300: Rakshasa Woman's Wish
Chapter 300: Rakshasa Woman's Wish
Shiwandashan, inside the Chamber of Commerce Warehouse Base.
Wen Rui sat in the boss chair, and the Rakshasa woman sat opposite him across the desk, somewhat stiffly.
"I'll return the banana fan to you. From now on, you will have to go on business trips to the underworld more often."
As he spoke, Wen Rui took out the palm leaf fan from his bag and placed it in front of the Rakshasa woman: "It will take a long time for the Demon Realm to develop. Only the demons who join the Tribal Business Alliance can reach the level of understanding of the demon race."
"Huang Tianhua is not interested in business and city management at all. You have practiced a lot in the Shiwan Mountains and accumulated enough governance experience. You can transfer it to the Demon Realm and manage the demons."
The Rakshasa woman swallowed her saliva, but was afraid to reach out to take the palm-leaf fan in front of her.
She couldn't believe that someone could have taken the innate treasure and returned it to its original owner.
She was afraid that this was a test or something from Boss Wen.
Ever since she witnessed Wen Rui slapping the demon king Dusana to death with a single blow, the Rakshasa woman felt that the human man in front of her was more and more unfathomable.
It actually takes a lot of time for a cultivator to practice and become stronger, and the improvement of those above the immortal level is even more slow.
An immortal who has practiced for five hundred or even a thousand years may not necessarily be much more powerful than an immortal of the same level who has not practiced.
The power that Wen Rui displayed when he defeated Dusa was countless times stronger than when he defeated the Bull Demon King.
The two battles were separated by only two or three years.
The great wind-based magical power that knocked down Dusana was obviously related to the banana fan. The Rakshasa woman even thought that Wen Rui had developed a new use for the banana fan.
Obtaining new magic weapons and developing new powers for them are often the key to greatly improving the combat effectiveness of immortals.
But now he returned the fan to himself. Isn't this equivalent to weakening himself? And will it also allow the Rakshasa woman who saw that scene to follow suit and learn a new way to use the fan, thus posing a huge threat?
The other party is a smart person, how could he do something stupid? If this isn't a test, what is it?
"Boss, don't joke with me. The greatest treasures in the world belong to those with virtue."
The Rakshasa woman laughed and said, "How can a woman like me, who has little moral integrity, be qualified to own a palm leaf fan?"
"Take it. Otherwise, how can you open the passage between the two worlds and go on a business trip to the Demon Realm?"
Wen Rui saw her concerns and said patiently, "My view on magic weapons is different from that of ordinary cultivators. What I value is the heavenly principles contained in magic weapons. Once the technology is thoroughly studied, the magic weapon itself will not have much value."
"Are you really going to give it back to me?" the Rakshasa woman asked cautiously.
"really!"
After hearing Rui's repeated assurances, the Rakshasa woman mustered up the courage to accept the banana fan.
The Rakshasa woman was delighted to find the treasure, but she felt a chill in her heart. Her mind raced and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.
He returned the treasure without any care, not because Wen Rui was unaware of the power contained in the banana fan, but because he had already fully comprehended this magic weapon.
Thinking carefully back to the scene when he made his move, he did not take out the palm-leaf fan, but just gently fanned his palms.
That is to say, he no longer needs the palm-leaf fan. Even without the fan, he can still exert all the power of the fan.
What a level of understanding this is!
"I'm very busy. I'll leave the demons in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and the Demon Realm to you for now. I'll send a red-haired vixen to assist you."
Wen Rui ordered: "We have Huang Tianhua and Niu Mowang for military affairs, and Su Yingluo and you for literature. The plan to economically control the two demon tribes should be able to proceed smoothly. Work hard and do a good job. In the future, I will hand over all the business of the demon tribe to you and make you a regional general agent. Oh, that is to say, I will support you to become a Rakshasa Queen." After that, Wen Rui stood up and walked towards the door.
"and many more!"
When Wen Rui pushed the door open, the Rakshasa woman suddenly called out to him, "Are you leaving just like that?"
Wen Rui stopped, thought for a moment, and wondered, "Everything is arranged, and there are no difficult problems I have to deal with right now. Why should I stay here if I don't leave?"
The woman in Luoshan bit her lip and said, "Before you leave, I... would like to ask you to do me a favor."
"Oh, it's just a small matter. It's the boss's duty to care about his employees and help them solve their problems. But you can say it."
Wen Rui agreed readily.
"In fact, I don't want to be a Rakshasa queen. The greatest wish of our Rakshasa women is to find the strongest man, get the best offspring, and give birth to the most talented children."
Wen Rui nodded slowly and said, "This is easy to do. You really found the right person. I have specially collected high-quality gene seeds."
"Do you think dragon seeds are better, or god seeds? I also set up a gene bank for genius cultivators of the human race. It has all kinds of genius gene seeds."
Wen Rui counted on his fingers, listing them one by one: "In addition, we can also help you with gene modulation to ensure that there are no genetic defects and that all of them are superior gene fragments."
Luosha's cheeks were slightly red, and she stared at Wen Rui with burning eyes: "I think your seed, boss, is very good. No, it should be the best."
"Eh?" Wen Rui was also stunned, scratching his head and said, "That's not right. My cultivation aptitude is extremely poor. I have been practicing for five hundred years and can't even break through the Qi Refining Stage. The child born from my seed can't spit out the Samadhi True Fire."
"What is Samadhi True Fire?" The Rakshasa woman tilted her head and said, "I don't want my child to be born with the ability to spit fire. What if it burns things at home?"
She looked Wen Rui up and down with her charming peach blossom eyes, as if inspecting a product: "Boss, although you look a little bit effeminate, you are smart. Which mother doesn't want her child to be smart from a young age?"
"I now understand the importance of brains. Just like you often say, gods don't use brains, they are always airplanes. By the way, what is an airplane?"
"Are you sure you want a smart kid who can't spit fire?"
Wen Rui hesitated a bit, and confirmed with a serious expression: "Hasn't your Rakshasa tribe always believed in the supremacy of power? All previous Rakshasa kings were the strongest warriors of the Shura tribe."
"Don't even mention those Rakshasa kings. They are simple-minded, strong-limbed, ignorant and arrogant. With their low IQ, they tried to play brain teasers with the Three-phase God, but they were fooled by him."
The Rakshasa woman also answered very seriously: "If I can become the Rakshasa Queen in the future, my child will definitely inherit the throne. He will be the most intelligent, wisest and most knowledgeable Rakshasa King in history. I have even thought of his name..."
The beautiful witch clasped her hands together, raised them flat in front of her chest, tilted her head back as if praying, her eyes full of hope and longing.
Wen Rui scratched his head, thought about it and found no reason to refuse, so he said: "Okay, if you insist, I will fulfill your wish. I will arrange the IVF surgery right away."
"What is in vitro fertilization?" The Rakshasa woman was confused.
"An artificial conception technology. I provide the seeds and you provide the eggs. We culture them in a petri dish for three days..."
After hearing the technical explanation, the Rakshasa woman's face darkened and she pouted, "No, our Rakshasa tradition does not allow parents to give birth to children using such evil methods. They must conceive naturally! Otherwise, if the child is born, it will definitely be cursed by the god of reproduction, 'Beast Lord'."
(End of this chapter)