Summit Farmer
Chapter 1124: Agent (Fifth Update, Asking for Votes!)_1

Chapter 1124: Chapter 1124: Agent (Fifth Update, Asking for Votes!)_1

Peter Brown brought Harlan Swift to the courtyard where he was renting.

Harlan Swift didn’t know why Peter Brown brought him here, feeling complex emotions all the way. He had only helped Peter a little, never expecting such a huge reward in return.

After entering the courtyard, Peter looked at Harlan Swift and said, "The main reason I was able to develop a bit here is that I have two prescriptions. Now that I’m leaving, I want to transfer one of them to you."

"What prescription?" Harlan Swift was a bit stunned.

Peter laughed, took Harlan Swift to the place where he used to prepare his medicines.

Harlan Swift was shocked when he saw the machinery and equipment. He hadn’t expected Peter to set up such a large operation.

"This!"

"Indeed, this is where I prepare the Strong Divine Liquid you heard about. Thanks to your one thousand Crystal Coins, I had the capital to set up this medicine preparation area."

As he said this, Peter took a jar of Muscle and Bone Liquid and explained, "This jar contains a liquid called Muscle and Bone Liquid. If one soaks in it, one hundred soakings could allow a person with an Immortal Body to reach the Immortal Power level."

What?

Harlan Swift was truly shocked; he had not expected such a thing to exist.

With a smile, Peter said, "Of course, compared to what’s inside the Immortal Sects, this is far inferior. But for those with an Immortal Body among mortals, it is a Priceless Treasure. A jar of this liquid sells to Celebration Rich Hall for 10,000 Crystal Coins."

"What?" Harlan Swift’s eyes widened as he looked at the jar, asking eagerly, "And the Strong Divine Liquid?"

"I haven’t sold the Strong Divine Liquid yet. If it were taken out, it might cause unnecessary trouble."

Harlan Swift nodded in agreement, "Right, that stuff definitely shouldn’t be taken out."

Peter pointed at the pile of over one hundred jars of Strong Divine Liquid and said, "I won’t teach you how to prepare the Strong Divine Liquid. There are a hundred jars of it here; just use it yourself. If you use it well, passing the Divine Sense examination will be completely without any problem."

"For me?" Harlan Swift looked at Peter Brown in astonishment.

Peter nodded and said, "Yes, I estimate that you’ll need maybe twenty to thirty jars at most for yourself. You can manage the rest however you see fit, just be careful."

Continuing, Peter instructed, "Come with me, I’ll teach you how to make the Muscle and Bone Liquid. In the future, you can sell it to Celebration Rich Hall on my behalf. I’ll take you there for the handover. Now, watch how I do it."

Ignoring Harlan Swift’s stupefied expression, Peter began to select vegetables, teaching his counterpart how to choose them while he did so.

Harlan Swift, a person of good comprehension, followed Peter’s instructions, his eyes betraying his extreme shock. He had never imagined such a method of medicine preparation.

"Do you understand? Try making it yourself, and I’ll see how you do," said Peter, after teaching him.

Harlan Swift gave it a try, and with further guidance from Peter, continued until he could produce the liquid himself. Peter started the equipment, then showed him how to put the ingredients into the pot.

This time, Peter went ahead with a full pot preparation.

The equipment was already set up; one only needed to press a button for it to automatically start the preparation process. Peter didn’t go into detail about controlling the fire as he believed Harlan Swift would join a Sect before the equipment wore out.

"Peter..."

In that moment, Harlan Swift truly didn’t know how to address Peter Brown.

"We are brothers, you can just call me like you always do, no need to stand on ceremony."

Harlan Swift nodded vigorously and said, "I can never repay the kindness you’ve shown me."

"Valor lies in fate, and you helped me with one thousand Crystal Coins when I first arrived. I’ve always remembered that. Let’s say no more about it."

Harlan Swift gave a wry smile, having only given one thousand Crystal Coins, yet what he received in return was so much more, giving him an almost dreamlike feeling.

Three hours later, the contents of the pot of medicinal liquid had been poured into forty jars. Producing forty jars in one batch was something Peter Brown did because he heard that the Immortal Sects also needed money.

Taking out the flying vehicle, it took Peter four trips to transport all his stock to Celebration Rich Hall.

"Peter, congratulations!" Fred Anderson got in touch with Peter right after the fourth delivery of the medicine.

"Fred, you know Harlan Swift from the Sanitation Section, right?"

"I know, I know."

"Well, after I leave, I’ll have him take over the supply of the medicine. I’ll tell him to get in touch with you, and later, you can deposit the Crystal Coins into his account. What do you think?"

"That’s great, I was just about to talk to you about this. Having someone to replace you is perfect."

"All right then, you can transfer this time’s Crystal Coins to me. I hear the Immortal Sects also require a substantial number of Crystal Coins."

"No problem at all, I’ll transfer it to you right away."

Soon, Peter Brown’s Crystal Card was credited with four hundred thousand Crystal Coins.

Now, with the sales proceeds from earlier, Peter had a total of two million Crystal Coins to his name and was no longer without money.

Standing beside them and listening to the transaction between Peter Brown and Fred Anderson, Harlan Swift finally realized the enormity of the Wealth Peter was entrusting to him.

"Peter, this gift is too much. I dare not accept it!" Harlan Swift protested to Peter Brown at once.

"I’m leaving anyway and can’t take it with me, so just take it. It will help you grow."

After some thought, Harlan Swift said to Peter, "Peter, I really can’t take so much. Here’s an idea, how about I become your sales agent in the mortal world? Apart from a portion that I will use to strengthen myself, I’ll deposit the rest of the sale proceeds into your Crystal Card. That will set my mind at ease."

Hearing this, Peter Brown inwardly nodded. Harlan Swift truly was a friend worth making. If Harlan had simply accepted the financial arrangement, Peter wouldn’t have said anything, and their obligation to each other would have been settled. But now that Harlan expressed such an attitude, Peter knew he had found a truly worthwhile friend.

After thinking it over, Peter Brown said, "Okay, I’ll take half and you take half."

"No, I’ll take at most 1%."

The two argued for a while, and finally, Harlan Swift insisted that he would only take 10%, and the rest should be deposited into Peter Brown’s Crystal Card.

"Enough, no more arguing. You take 30%, and if you don’t agree, I’ll smash this equipment."

Only when Peter Brown spoke so forcefully did Harlan Swift feel moved and said, "Thank you, Peter. You can rest assured that even if I leave, I’ll find someone to pass on this equipment, and let it serve as your source of Crystal Coins in the mortal world."