Chapter 210: Batches of Dream Meth
Upon returning to his lab, he got back to work. Production of Dream Meth was of highest priority, next to cultivation and then dissection. Dasha wrote multiple magic circles and filled up multiple bottles in seconds. To the side, he was already cooking up another batch of twelve. His full concentration at this moment was for wide-spread distribution.
Seeing that woman did not change anything. Dasha required power in the form money and influence, nothing more, nothing less. As for physical might, that would come naturally.
The heart of the Chi, of the hornless dragon, was set aside. From what he read, the hornless dragon was said to be yellow in colour and able to swim like fish. The heart of a Chi was its weakness and tiny in comparison to its size, so locating it required experience. The Chi were not particularly violent either, keeping to themselves in their mountains. Parties of players and hunters had to actively seek it out to kill it.
At the bars he frequented, there was a group that specialized in such hunting, befittingly called the Monster Hunters. They were not elites. From the brief mentions of them in the history books and what he saw and heard from their leader Raoul, they were a ragtag group of hunters in the Dark Sector that were — for reasons unknown to Dasha — close to the Great Noble Clans. What they lacked in quality, they made up with numbers, tactics, and experience.
So what would Dasha do with the heart of the Chi? At the end of the day, it was monster meat. A rare steak to be consumed and used to gain power. In other words, for the next week, this was his dinner.
"Ah."
’Hm?’
Dasha saw something in his shadow. Once again, however, Dasha was too late. Xavier was not only here but he had avoided detection for minutes.
"Impressive," Xavier commented, referring to the production of Dream Meth. Dasha was a one-man laboratory, capable of thinking up theories and increasing efficiency while cooking several men’s worth of meth.
"I met the Imperial Consort."
"Oh?" More emotion rose from Xavier in that one word than in anything else he had ever said or told him. "I am surprised to see you live, Jack. From my understanding, she is quite like you. She takes a keen interest in corpses that intrigue her."