() The power of drugs specially used to destroy nations and species in Lelouch's world is huge. Under its influence, in less than half an hour, Ito met the boss of the underground gang in the city where he is currently.

"Boss, this is the Shige Ito I mentioned on the phone before." The thin young man as the matchmaker spoke in German to a tall man in the room, wearing black trousers and a white shirt. A little bit, a middle-aged man who looked like an urban white-collar worker introduced.

"Mr. Ito, this is our boss, Joseph Wolfgang." Then, the thin man introduced Ito.

He had already reminded his boss Ito Cheng on the phone that he did not speak German. Therefore, in addition to the parties involved, Ito Cheng and Joseph, and the thin young man who was the matchmaker, there was another young man who dressed elegantly and looked like a successful person. The man exists and is responsible for translating each other's languages ​​for Ito and Joseph, so when the skinny young man introduced them, the sound of translation immediately rang in the room.

It's just that all these preparations were almost in vain for Ito Cheng. Ito Cheng, who had no intention of talking to Joseph at all, after confirming that there were only the four of them in the room and no one else was present, he directly took off his disguise and let go. Divine power enveloped the skinny young man, the gang boss Joseph, and the translator, forcibly breaking through their self-spiritual barriers and taking control of the three.

"How many people are there in your entire gang?" After a moment, Ito Cheng, who recovered his mental power, sat down on the sofa in the living room and asked Joseph, who had just recovered from his confusion.

aside. As a translator, the young man immediately started his job and became a language translator for Ito Cheng and Joseph.

"Back to the boss, there are more than one hundred and fifty people in total." Joseph replied.

"There are more than 150 people... that's about right." Hearing this, Ito Cheng lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds and nodded. Then he ordered Joseph, "Go and gather all your men, I will be useful."

"Yes, boss." Joseph agreed, and then took out his mobile phone, contacted his leader, and issued the order to gather personnel.

"You go out first, and you are not allowed to come in without my call." After Joseph hung up the phone, Ito Cheng ordered again.

"Yes. Boss." Joseph, the thin young man, and the translator responded in unison. Follow him to the door of the reception room. Opened the door and walked out.

"Bang." The translator who was at the end closed the door.

At this time, Ito Cheng thought, and a large solid steel ingot, one meter long, wide, and high, appeared in the room, and was suspended in mid-air with the support of Ito Cheng's telekinesis.

"point!"

Then Ito Cheng had a thought in his mind. The telekinesis that kept the steel ingot suspended immediately turned into countless invisible sharp knives. Cut in criss-cross directions on the steel ingot.

A moment later. As Ito Cheng's telekinesis changed, the steel ingot suspended in mid-air immediately transformed into countless square thin iron sheets as big as one-yuan coins.

"It's time to test your mental strength." Ito Cheng chuckled as he looked at the thin iron sheets that were densely covered with the entire ceiling of the reception room.

Then slowly closed his eyes. Use your own spiritual power to maximize its differentiation into countless spiritual tentacles, attached to the surface of the steel sheet.

"I was able to differentiate nearly a hundred spiritual tentacles in the first time. It seems that my spiritual training is very effective." Ito Cheng, who attached all the spiritual tentacles to the steel sheet, said with a chuckle.

Then he gathered his mind and manipulated the nearly a hundred spiritual tentacles to carve pictures on the steel sheet with unified movements.

"Dang!" After a moment, the steel sheets suspended on the ceiling of the living room moved together, flying towards the bright red carpet-covered floor of the living room like swallows returning to their nests, and almost dissolved into a sound. The sound of gold and iron regrouped into a rectangular steel ingot with a length, width and height of one meter each.

"Phew, the consumption of mental energy is really huge! Fortunately, this is just doing the same thing with distracting thoughts. If the thoughts are transformed into different things, I don't know how much mental energy will be consumed." Opened his eyes again Ito Cheng took a breath and looked at the steel ingot standing on the ground and said to himself.

"Joseph." Then he turned to look at the door and shouted loudly.

"Yeah." As soon as the voice fell, a soft sound immediately sounded from the door, and then Joseph and the young translator walked in from the opened door.

"Boss." Joseph shouted.

"When your people arrive, ask them each to take ten of these iron pieces, and then disperse them into the city in batches, and drop the iron pieces in places they think are the most secret and least likely to be discovered. ,have you understood?". Ito Cheng stood up from the sofa, walked slowly to the three-dimensional steel ingot, casually took out a steel sheet and threw it on the table.

"I understand, boss." Joseph nodded.

"If there are still iron pieces left after running through the entire city, ask them to take the iron pieces to other cities and continue to follow the steps just now." Ito Cheng continued.

"Yes, boss." Joseph continued.

"I'll give you twenty-four hours. If you don't control the matter by then, I'll take it from you." Ito Cheng looked at Joseph and said coldly.

"Boss, don't worry, I will do what you tell me well." Joseph promised repeatedly.

"Prepare a car for me. I need to use it now." Ito Cheng, who warned to increase Joseph's work efficiency, said no more and ordered again.

"Boss, this is the key to my Bentley, feel free to use it." Upon hearing this, Joseph immediately took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket and handed them to Ito Cheng.

Ito Cheng nodded, reached out and took the key in his hand.

"Where is the car parked?" Ito Cheng asked.

"It's the bright white one in the parking lot outside." Joseph quickly replied.

"I know." Ito Cheng nodded and said, then ignored Joseph and the young translator, walked straight out of the reception room and went outside the club, found the white Bentley parked in the parking lot, and drove to the Alchemy Association branch in his memory Drive away.

In a country like Germany where there is no speed limit at all, Ito Shige, who drove his car to a speed of 120 yards, soon arrived at the location of the Alchemy Association branch, a modern building with a height of 12 floors.

"The Alchemist Guild has money and is not afraid of big things." Ito Cheng, who stepped out of the car and locked the door with his backhand, sighed softly as he looked at the tall building in front of him. "Compared to the Alchemist Guild, the Bounty Guild branch is insignificant." Some young people are angry."

Ito Cheng shook his head, threw these thoughts that had nothing to do with him out of his mind, and walked towards the building.

"Special Alloy Materials Application Research Center." As soon as he entered the building hall, a row of metal signboards written in English and German caught his eye.

"Hello sir, how can I help you?" When Ito Cheng walked to the counter, a good-looking young female receptionist stood up and asked.

"I want to go here." Ito Cheng said, taking the paper and pen placed on the side of the counter in front of him, using the pen to draw a pattern on the paper that only members of the Alchemy Association or internal members of the Alchemy website could understand and pushed it to the reception desk. In front of Miss Bin.

"Are you going to do business or purchase items?" Seeing the pattern on the paper, the receptionist tore off the paper and threw it into the shredder under the counter. She looked at Ito and asked with a smile on her face.

"What's the difference?". It was the first time he came to the Alchemy Association branch, and Ito Cheng, who didn't understand everything here, asked aloud.

"If you are handling business, depending on the type of business you are handling, you can take the elevator over there and go to other floors to handle it." The receptionist said, pointing to one of the two elevators on her right.

"If you are purchasing items, you can take another elevator to the exchange and conduct transactions there." Then the receptionist pointed to the other of the two elevators and said.

"What's the business here?" Ito Cheng asked curiously.

"Membership registration, membership business processing, corresponding qualification requests and several other services." The welcoming lady answered patiently.

"Oh, is there a business introduction manual?" Ito Cheng continued to ask.

"Yes." The receptionist nodded and responded. Then she lowered herself to open a drawer on the counter and took out a thin notebook similar to the size of a notebook. The white alchemy pattern he had just drawn was printed on the surface. The booklet was handed to Ito Cheng.

"Thank you." Ito Cheng took the booklet and thanked him.

"You're welcome." The receptionist replied.

Full of curiosity, Ito Cheng opened the booklet in his hand and lowered his head to browse.

"There's so much business, it's almost time to catch up with a regular patent company." After a moment, Ito Shige, who had browsed through the brochure, closed it and thought.

Then he nodded to the receptionist in front of him, turned and walked to the elevator leading to the trading place, pressed the switch to open the elevator door, and took the elevator down to the exchange.

"Ding" Ten seconds later, with a soft sound, the elevator door slowly opened to both sides, and then a marble corridor with various stores and counters like an underground shopping mall appeared in front of Ito Cheng.

Ito Cheng, who was a little stunned by what he saw in front of him, hesitated for a second, stepped out of the elevator, and looked at the surrounding shops.

"Martin Pharmacy." As soon as he looked up, a big sign caught Ito Cheng's eyes.

"Potion? Alchemy potion?" Looking at the content written on the sign, Ito Cheng secretly thought with doubts. Then he couldn't hold back his curiosity and walked into the store next to him.

"Welcome." As soon as he walked into the store, a man wearing a white coat with a little stubble on his face, but overall quite neat, looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties or seventeen years old. Cheng greeted. (To be continued. Mobile phone users please go to read.)