Chapter 794, Don't Give Them an Excuse
"Of course not. I just want you to come live on the island," Wu Heng said.
There was another pause before Lilith replied, "We'll talk when construction is done."
"Alright. I'll let you know then."
"Anything else?"
"No. I won't disturb your rest, Leader."
"Mm."
Lilith let out a faint sound and hung up.
Wu Heng put the mic back and leaned into his chair, pondering the situation.
From their conversation, the Church-led investigation team was still in the Ekow Kingdom and wouldn't be returning any time soon.
That meant Gold-Silver Island was safe.
As for Rentam City, the Guild knew about its conflict with the Ekow Kingdom. Judging by Lilith's tone, the HQ wouldn't interfere.
Both sides could fight all they wanted. As long as no Guild members were harmed, it wasn't their concern.
She even warned him not to give the Church Leader any leverage.
The Ekow Kingdom's territory was vast, and the investigation focused on the royal capital. Rentam City was in the northern region, under the Second Prince's control.
There was no way they could link anything to Wu Heng unless they specifically went after him.
Even then, it'd be hard to find evidence—especially if he acted fast.
First, go to Rentam and solve Wen Mansa's troubles.
With that settled in mind,
He instructed the skeleton investigator to return, then headed downstairs.
...…
On the first floor,
Minnie said, "Master, Assistant Shiyali called earlier asking about the Emerald Shadow Guild. I told them to go to City Hall."
Wu Heng walked down and asked, "Did you promise Sheila anything?"
"Shiyali didn't say. But when I asked, she made a little sound, so probably someone on their end did."
"With Sheila's personality, she wouldn't ask for anything. But the elves will definitely value her. They won't just see her as a local steward," Wu Heng said.
A local steward meant little to the elves.
But tie it to a Gold-Silver Island trade, and the status rises.
To secure the trade, they needed good relations with Sheila.
"Master even worries about the stewards," Minnie said, adjusting his collar.
Wu Heng pinched her cheek and left with a skeleton.
...…
City Hall.
The large, well-lit conference room was filled with a serious atmosphere.
Along both sides of a long table sat ten dignified merchant guild reps, speaking in hushed tones.
Soon, the door opened.
Wu Heng entered with Andviel.
The representatives stood and bowed. "Lord of the Island."
"Be seated."
Everyone sat.
Wu Heng sat at the head and said, "Everyone, you were summoned today regarding the Gold-Silver Island medical tablets. After discussion, we've decided to initially cooperate with your respective guilds. However, there are certain conditions."
The reps lit up with excitement.
They had caught wind of this, but today's confirmation sealed it.
It meant early profits—a step ahead of others.
"Thank you for your trust, Lord."
"We'll handle this properly."
"Rest assured, Lord."
They all promised to meet the island's standards.
Wu Heng nodded and took a sealed pill container from his ring. "To avoid problems, I'll explain the container's design and requirements, then discuss sales."
Everyone quieted down.
Wu Heng continued, "Before selling, the bottle must not be opened. Once opened, we can't confirm whether the contents were tampered with. This protects both the product and our credibility."
The reps nodded in agreement.
It made sense—with so many pills per bottle, even one swapped pill could cause major issues.
The sealing method was simple but effective.
Wu Heng went on, "Second, hoarding: every cooperating guild will have a Gold-Silver Island rep. You can't manipulate market prices through stockpiling. Also, no more than one-third of your stock can be sold to a single person or faction."
A murmur spread.
The guild reps whispered to each other.
The seal and rep were understandable, but the one-third rule seemed overly strict.
A plump, sharp-eyed middle-aged rep frowned. "Lord, our guilds trade with Kingdoms and often make large-volume deals. This rule might hurt our profits."
Wu Heng nodded slightly, speaking calmly. "Good question. I just want to ensure commoners can afford this too. For now, there's a limit. When production ramps up, these rules will ease."
Understanding dawned. A refined elven rep asked, "What about supply and pricing? Can you guarantee inventory for so many guilds?"
Wu Heng said, "9 silver coins per bottle. Each guild may buy up to 20,000 bottles. If that's too much, you can order less."
The ten reps exchanged looks and nodded.
They had already discussed with their HQs and were set on buying. This was a hard-won opportunity.
Pricing would be finalized soon.
"When can we get the goods?" someone asked.
Things were wrapping up smoothly.
The price was good, profit margin clear, supply ample, and demand obvious.
No more objections—just eagerness.
Wu Heng said, "Report quantities to City Hall this afternoon. You can pick up goods tomorrow."
Such speed!
Everyone smiled.
"Yes, Lord." They nodded.
"Alright, go prepare your ships and staff."
They bowed again and filed out.
...…
With everyone gone,
Only Wu Heng and Andviel remained.
"Master, should we start sales on the island too?"
Wu Heng thought for a moment. "In a few days. Let the guilds go first."
"Okay."
"Go prepare. They'll be back soon with their orders," Wu Heng said.
Andviel nodded. They both left the room.
Just outside the door, a rep was already waiting. "Miss Andviel, we're ready to finalize our order."
Andviel looked at Wu Heng and nodded. "Come with me."
They walked to another room for registration.
...…
Back at the Island Lord's Mansion.
Wu Heng went upstairs, absorbed the wraith, and returned to the Zombie World.
He drove an off-road truck to the pharmaceutical factory and moved crates of pills through the realm gate to Gold-Silver Island.
He hauled until dusk.
Only then was everything transported.
Luckily, skeletons didn't get tired—otherwise it would've taken longer.
...…
He drove back to the central mall.
Returned to his room.
Soon, Li Yanhong knocked and entered.
"The plant potion you gave me—it works too well."
It seemed the potion was already showing results.
How it worked on crops was still unknown, but other plants grew in just a few days.
The change was visible to the naked eye.
Wu Heng smiled. "If we're ever short on vegetables, let the skeletons farm. We'll restore every variety."
"Alright!" Li Yanhong agreed, then stared at him.
Wu Heng touched his face. "What are you staring at? Like some creep."
Li Yanhong rolled her eyes, then said, "I was just wondering... maybe some god foresaw the end of the world and sent you to save us."
Wu Heng raised a brow. "So the credit goes to some god now?"
Li Yanhong laughed, hugging his arm. "You saved us. You're our savior."