Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer Chapter 788: Uninvited Professor

The hunt is completed. The tortoise is dead. Sam waved his hand and the whole tortoise fell into the divine dimension.

The surrounding water is full of blood. This will attract the other beasts soon if they don't move fast enough.

The group started swimming to the sh.o.r.e.

After coming up, Sam took all the equipment back and looked at Galvin who is still in a state of shock.

"What do you think? How is it?"

Galvin finally came out of his daze and asked.

"How much are they?" He couldn't even hide the anxiousness in his eyes as he asked. Sam knew why though. The current situation at the sea is an extremely high-level threat and within a month or two it would be hard to hide it from the rest of the world.

That is why they are secretly sending all the military units to Planet 2. A one-star unit will also go there in a while. It is just not their time yet.

When the situation is like this, how could the ambitious and scheming professor not take advantage of it? He would try to get credit to the military unit under him or other people who would come up with an idea that could help with the defense and claim credit himself.

In times like this, the credit directly comes from the Elders, the true managers of this realm, so he wouldn't want to leave this chance.

But he couldn't find anything yet. That is why Sam's products are currently the best option and there is nothing Galvin could imagine that could beat them.

And luckily, there is a contract between Sam and their military unit. This is the perfect opportunity. Or at least, he thought so.

"I am not selling them now. They are for my personal use. It is just that you guys bugged me too much and I wanted to show you what I am working with."

Sam gave the answer and gestured for the trio to follow him as they walked.

Galvin stood there in a daze for a few seconds before hurriedly following them.

"Wait, Sam. What do you mean you are not selling? We have a contract. You have obligation to sell it to us."

Sam just smiled and said.

"You seem to have no experience in the business world and the contracts. The contract states that if I have to sell any products then I must sell them to the One-star military. Don't tell me, I have to explain the meaning of the statement and the significance of 'if' in it."

Galvin wanted to say something but he couldn't for a second. He once again stood in a daze. After three more seconds, he recovered again and ran after them before asking.

"Come on, just name the price. I am sure we can pay a pretty decent prize."

"Decent? I already won thirty billion a few days ago. I am not in need of money anymore. At least not anytime soon. I just have too much wealth on my hands."

Seeing Sam's smiling expression, Galvin almost wanted to knock those teeth in. This low-key flexing is killing him inside.

On the return journey to the city which they reached a little later than that afternoon, Galvin kept on asking about selling the products, but Sam didn't say a single thing.

Galvin can only be disappointed and go back to the professor hurriedly to ask him to think of a solution.

Meanwhile, Sam went to meet Raunak to see if the situation improved. And he wasn't surprised when he found out that there is no contact from the administration regarding the trio.

It has only been a day and there are still four days until something happened. He already threw bait and the fish is ready to get hooked. It would be easy from now on.

That night, Sam stayed in the divine dimension as he worked on the tortoise. He separated the sh.e.l.l and the rest of the body, before deboning the flesh.

Even the bones of this tortoise are different. The sh.e.l.l of this tortoise is similar to that of an emerald in terms of looks and even the bones are of similar texture to the sh.e.l.l, but they are a bit different. These things really make good weapons.

Sam got an idea as soon as he saw them. But it is not for him or his friends. The weapons made of this are only useful for the Pre-transcendent stage cultivators and they can at most take some transcendent level blows.

It was for the people in his school and organization.

Sam had a different chain of thoughts as he worked on the tortoise meat.

Even the four of them with their large appet.i.tes can eat this thing for a while.

Sam cut some of the meat and started making a stew so that they can eat it with some rice.

He didn't cook the food in the divine dimension, because there is a great chance that uninvited guests would come to this place.

And his guess is not wrong. By the time the stew was done, someone knocked on the door.

Sam opened the door with a smile and he saw the professor standing there with a faint smile.

"Oh, Professor. I didn't expect you to come now. Come in. Come in. I just cooked some Emerald tortoise. You came just right in time."

Sam said in a casual tone, but his expression seemed to indicate his displeasure about his meal being disturbed.

But the professor acted as if he didn't see it.

"Don't mind if I do. The smell is too alluring."

Both of them made their way to the dining table where the trio is already digging into the bowl.

They didn't even wait for Sam to come.

Sam rolled his eyes at them and gestured for the professor to take a seat before serving a bowl of rice while filling one for himself.

They savored the tasty stew as they slowly enjoyed it. Sam is lost in the taste of the tortoise. It is really as they said a great beast for food.

"So, Professor. Why are you here? Don't tell me, you just came here for the tortoise. I am pretty sure that is not the only thing Galvin told you."

"You are smart Sam. I like working with people like you. Just saves me a lot of effort in explanation."

"I am flattered."

"No, you are not. Anyway, your new products. What do you need?"

"What do you mean? I am not selling them anytime soon. I already told you, they are for my personal use. Particularly to catch this tortoise. I just wanted to show it to you guys since you kept on bugging me for a while."

"Sam, I admitted you are smart, just don't treat me like a fool alright. I don't know what you want. But I do know that you want something. Don't beat around the bush and tell me what you want. It can save some time for both of us."

Sam stopped eating and looked at the professor and the latter did the same.

"It seems like you are in a hurry professor. Why is that?"

"There are some things that are not suitable for people to know. They are better-kept secret."

"Then I am right in thinking that you are in a hurry. So it might be a big problem and something that is even a secret for me. Then it must be of something of high importance. But since you are not telling me what it is, I am not really that willing to cooperate with you.

If I knew just how important it is, I would ask the favor of the same level, wouldn't I lose out otherwise?"

Professor took a deep breath and said.

"The things in your hands can change the dynamic of the whole government. You are holding something that can be your doom. Of course, due to the elections, you would be able to be safe for a while. But that is also uncertain now.

Just ask me any favor you want. I will use anything in my power to make it happen."

"Then, I won't hold back.

I want my friends' meeting with the king to happen. And within next two days."

Professor looked at them and frowned.

Sam continued.

"Don't tell me you don't know what is happening regarding this incident. Faction 1 is trying to hold us back. So, I want that meeting to happen as soon as possible. As soon as the meeting is over, the products would be open for sale. I will even give you a ten percent discount.

But our bet still holds. You would have to pay a lot of money. So, prepare your funds."

The Professor went into deep thought for a few seconds and said.

"It will be arranged. Don't go back on your words."

"Don't worry, professor. I will never go back on my word."

With that, both of them shook their hands and the professor left the place after the meal.