Chapter 11 - Mass Production is Fun for a While, Logistics is a Nightmare
“Moreover, it’s as smooth as using my own limbs, so smooth.”
If he wasn’t a transmigrator, perhaps Lin Fan would have said “smooth,” but as someone who transmigrated from modern times, he felt that “silky smooth” was more fitting for the feeling at this moment.
His hand slowly changed into different postures, the Earth Core Demonic Flame dancing in his palm, like a living thing.
“Amazing.”
“And as I guessed, when sharing the strength of a disciple with a talent above A-grade, it’s not just the realm that’s shared, but also all of their methods and abilities.”
“What they know, I know. What they don’t know, I also know!”
At this moment, Lin Fan felt extremely happy.
The Earth Core Demonic Flame was originally a unique existence, but at this moment, it had directly super-multiplied, becoming two. Xiao Ling’er could use it, and he could use it too, and they could use it simultaneously!
His alchemy skills were originally nine out of ten apertures blocked—completely clueless.
But now, countless memories and experiences had appeared in his mind out of thin air. As long as he wanted, he could refine pills at any time. Likewise, he was not even slightly inferior to Xiao Ling’er, who had painstakingly cultivated her alchemy skills.
“Realm, combat skills, cultivation techniques, combat experience, and even auxiliary skills can be shared.”
“Perhaps, the only thing that can’t be shared are external objects, right?”
“Like equipment.”
Lin Fan quickly analyzed many details.
Then, he chuckled.
He happily held the Gathering Yuan Pill and prepared to consume it.
But the Third Elder, Li Changshou, suddenly popped his head in. “Sect Leader, I discovered…”
“Hmm?!”
As soon as he spoke, his eyes widened, staring intently at the pill in Lin Fan’s hand. “Seventh-grade Gathering Yuan Pill?”
“Sect Leader, this pill of yours?!!!”
“Where did it come from?”
“Xiao Ling’er refined it.” Lin Fan smiled. “She has a great talent for alchemy.”
“This is more than just great?!”
Li Changshou’s mouth twitched, extremely shocked. “This is already unparalleled talent! She just broke through to the Gathering Yuan realm, yet she can refine seventh-grade pills. Even fourth- and fifth-grade alchemists have an extremely low success rate of refining pills of this quality.”
“However, if it’s a fluke, refining such a batch, it’s not entirely unacceptable.”
He comforted himself in this way.
Otherwise, it was really hard to imagine what kind of monster could achieve this.
However, Lin Fan said quietly, “It’s not a fluke.”
“Ah?!”
“Sect Leader, what do you mean?”
“The literal meaning. When she gave me the pills, she looked very relaxed and even said to let me share them with our fellow disciples. It didn’t look like a fluke at all. Moreover, in this jade bottle…”
Pointing to the jade bottle, Lin Fan muttered, “There are about a hundred or so more, right?”
“What?!”
Li Changshou shuddered. “A hundred or so seventh-grade Gathering Yuan Pills? Even if one furnace yields nine pills, that would also be!!!”
Hiss!!!
He gasped.
At this moment, two words were stuck in his throat, and he had to say them.
“So terrifying!”
But what was even more terrifying was…
How exactly did the Sect Leader pick out Xiao Ling’er from those ten thousand people?!
At that time, she clearly didn’t show anything special, completely indistinguishable.
No, it should be said, what was the basis for the strange rules set by the Sect Leader?!
Clearly, no matter how you looked at it, they were extremely chaotic and showed no basis, but he just relied on one of them to pick out the unremarkable Xiao Ling’er from ten thousand people.
And the final fact proved that Xiao Ling’er’s talent was monstrously strong!
Not to mention the current declining Moon Gazing Sect, even at its peak, there had never been such a monstrous disciple, right?
If Xiao Ling’er knew how to repay kindness and didn’t die prematurely, then wouldn’t the Moon Gazing Sect really have a chance to restore its former glory?
At least, during Xiao Ling’er’s lifetime, the Moon Gazing Sect’s status wouldn’t be too low, right?
Thinking of this, Li Changshou became even more excited, but his gaze towards Lin Fan also became more complicated.
At the same time, he couldn’t help but think deeper…
“There are dozens of conditions in the new disciple recruitment rules. Just meeting one of them produces a monster like Xiao Ling’er. If someone meets several of them, wouldn’t they have an invincible posture, capable of suppressing an era?”
“Even if no one can meet multiple conditions, as long as we find more people who meet one of them and accept them as disciples, wouldn’t the Moon Gazing Sect’s status and reputation increase steadily? It wouldn’t take long to achieve ‘great rejuvenation’!”
Hiss!
Another gasp. Li Changshou muttered, “Monstrous, truly monstrous. If Xiao Ling’er is willing, in the days to come, she could completely carry our entire sect forward.”
“Moreover…”
He looked at Lin Fan again. “Sect Leader, you also probably have amazing talent, but we just can’t discover it. After all, these successive epiphanies and breakthroughs, how can ordinary people achieve them?”
“There’s hope!”
“The Moon Gazing Sect has hope.”
Seeing Third Elder Li Changshou becoming more and more excited, until the end, he kept muttering words that were hard to hear clearly, Lin Fan couldn’t help but cough. “Third Elder.”
“Third Elder?”
“What did you come here for?”
“Ah!!!”
Li Changshou finally reacted. “This old man has lost his composure.”
He barely composed himself. “Sect Leader, our resources are running out.”
“Most of them are supplied to Ling’er, but the other disciples also need some resources. We’ve been busy outside these days, but it’s only a drop in the bucket.”
“Spiritual herbs and materials are still enough.”
“But spirit stones…”
They originally thought they could solve it themselves, but in the end, they couldn’t and could only report it.
What Xiao Ling’er needed most now wasn’t spirit stones but various spiritual herbs and materials.
And because Xiao Ling’er was only in the Gathering Yuan realm, the materials she needed weren’t rare, and the elders were all in the Cave Heaven realm, so they could run around outside and bring back enough for her use.
But the other disciples needed spirit stones.
Although their talent was mediocre, and their significance as mascots was greater than their actual value, they were also sect disciples, and they couldn’t be ignored.
Even if they let them be outer sect disciples and do chores?
They couldn’t let the direct disciples, elders, and even the sect leader do it, right?
For example, letting a direct disciple be a “door guard”?
Then who would be the door opener?
“Moreover, maintaining the sect’s formation also requires spirit stones.”
Li Changshou smiled wryly.
Slightly stronger third-rate sects basically had their own spirit stone mines, although very small, they were enough for their own use.
But the Moon Gazing Sect, being so poor, naturally didn’t have any.
They could only earn them slowly.
“This is indeed a problem.”
Lin Fan frowned slightly.
He didn’t know the cost of living until he became the head of the family. He really wasn’t very clear about the sect’s specific spirit stone expenditure.
But this guy had played too many games and was too clear about the routines in them.
Especially these kinds of management games.
Mass production was naturally necessary, but the economy couldn’t go wrong. Otherwise, it would be a hopeless situation. Even when playing Command & Conquer: Red Alert, you had to build a few more mines and occupy a few more oil fields.
Seizing spirit stone mines was very unrealistic with the Moon Gazing Sect’s current strength.
Robbery was even more unthinkable. In the novice stage, you couldn’t provoke trouble at will, especially not let yourself become ‘red-named’ (a game term for having negative reputation).
Then, he could only start with the resources produced by himself.
Speaking of resources…
Lin Fan looked at the pill in his palm that he hadn’t swallowed yet and raised his eyebrows slightly.