Warlock of the Marvel Universe

One-five-one-fifteen-twenty, Malik calculated nervously in his heart, but the more he calculated, the more he felt something was wrong, and the more he calculated, the uglier his face became.

Because of his original idea, getting more than 20 Demonic Heart Warriors was enough.But I don’t know why after listening to Evanson’s words, what kind of bodyguard group, what kind of Royal Guards, what kind of alien search team, etc., this requires at least more than 100 people.

And the price of this Demonic Heart Warrior is probably not cheap. If it doesn’t cost 7000 to [-] million US dollars, he wouldn’t even dare to charge it like this if someone dares to sell it.

Then Malik thought about it again. The one hundred and sixty-seven million US dollars started out at US$7000 billion, and his net worth was only US$70 billion. Of course, this is only his personal assets that can be used, and does not include the company's public funds and various properties.

Malik suddenly felt that this banquet was developing in an increasingly weird direction.This time, he originally just wanted to invite a guest and take advantage of Evanson, but who knew that the conversation turned into a cooperative relationship, and he was still the slightly passive one.

That's all. Cooperation is nothing more than mutual use, and both parties can benefit.But can anyone explain the current situation and why he suddenly has to take out [-]% of his net worth and hand it over to the other party?

"Well, how much does one of your Demon Heart Warriors cost? If I buy it wholesale, are there any discounts?" Malik kept rubbing his knee with his right hand, looking very embarrassed.Because since he was born, this is the first time he has bargained with someone like an old man or woman buying groceries.

"The Devil's Heart Warrior is our company's best product at the moment and is naturally worth a lot of money, and it is not for sale for some reasons. However, considering that we will still have to work closely together in the future, I can make the decision to sell it to you." Evanson said He said proudly, as if you had taken advantage of it, "But you can rest assured that our company's service has always been reputable. As long as you give us the raw materials, we will definitely come up with products that satisfy you."

"We provide the raw materials." Stephanie looked in disbelief.Because she had just quietly estimated how much money her family would need to pay, but no matter what, she knew that she would not be able to hold a birthday party at the Burj Al Arab for a long time in the future.Unexpectedly, this is just a processing fee, and you have to bring your own raw materials. Sure enough, every pore of the capitalist is dripping with dirty blood.

"Our company's products are mainly modified humanoid biochemical weapons, so you should know what its main raw materials are." Evanson put his hand on his chin and slowly explained, "Of course, if you feel that bringing your own materials is too much, If it's too much trouble, our company, based on the principle of thinking about customers, can also use our own materials to deliver the finished product directly to you without charging a penny more for the materials. But do you think this is really good, Malik? gentlemen"

"No, we don't mind it at all. We'll prepare the materials ourselves." Just like Malik refused without thinking.Because biochemical weapons are different from weapons in the traditional sense. Traditional weapons ranging from rifles to missiles are just dead objects, but people are alive and have thoughts.Moreover, the superhuman team he is about to form will be his sharpest sword and toughest shield. To put it bluntly, most of the time his wealth and life will be in their hands, so how can he rest assured that someone from outside will send them here? Finished product

"Then" Evanson opened a wooden box on the table, which was filled with Brazilian cigars. He picked one up and put it under his nose and smelled it. Not to mention, it tasted good.Then I looked at the brand of cigarettes, and I didn’t recognize them.But since it is placed on this table, it will definitely not be a bargain.So he put the cigarette in his mouth and tapped the other end with his finger, and the cigarette was lit. Evanson took a puff and his eyes immediately lit up, "It's a very good-tasting cigar. You know, I'm pretending now." With my status, it’s really hard to get such good cigarettes to smoke.”

"It doesn't matter. You can take a box with you when you leave." Malik rubbed the corners of his eyes feebly. [-]% of my net worth is almost gone, and I am not short of the money of this box of cigars.

"Thank you very much." Evanson took another puff of cigarette and then asked, "By the way, how many Demon Heart Warriors do you want?"

Malik gritted his molar teeth and forced a smile and said, "Let's get a hundred first."

"A hundred, don't you think it's less?" Evanson put the cigarette away and asked.

"No, no, no," Malik waved his hand repeatedly, "One hundred is definitely enough for now." Boy, you are going to bankrupt me today.

"Okay." Evanson checked the cigarette ashes and then said, "I need to explain some things in advance. The transformation of the Demon Heart Warrior is the most cutting-edge technology just developed by our company, and it is not yet mature in some aspects of technology, that is, It is said that there may be defective products, and after the transformation is completed, we will also arrange a very strict graduation examination, which will eliminate a group of people to ensure that what we teach you is of high quality."

"That is to say" Malik frowned and understood Evanson's words. "If I want a hundred warriors, the materials we give you must be far more than a hundred warriors. But if this is the case, how will the price be calculated?"

People are worthless. Malik feels that if he can get a hundred such warriors, then even sacrificing 1000 people will be worth it, so the only thing he cares about is whether those failed transformations must also be paid.

"Customers come first." Evanson spread his hands slightly, "We don't charge for failed products."

"That's good." Malik breathed a sigh of relief.In order to ensure that this army belonged to him alone, he insisted on paying for it himself and resolutely not allowing other families to participate.In other words, if you ask for money for a failed product, he will probably have to sell the house.

"So what are your requirements for the quality of materials?" Malik then asked.

"There is no restriction on men and women, but they must be in good health and free from any physical or mental diseases, and to save time, it is best for them to be young people with military training."

"Yeah." Malik nodded. Such a request is not too high. At least he has a lot of it himself. "So how many copies of this material do you need?"

"Considering the probability of success of the transformation and the passing rate of our assessment," Evanson pretended to think carefully and replied, "Just give me 500 copies."

500 copies is not too much, it is less than half of what I expected.

Finally, Malik sat up straight and asked the question he was most concerned about: "Considering our friendship and the prospects of future cooperation, how much do you think I need to pay?"

"I call the shots, $[-] million."