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1719: Chapter 1717: The Beast’s ridian 1719: Chapter 1717: The Beast’s ridian After a day, Peter Brown visited the laboratory again when Salina said, “Master, the Full Body ridians of this life form have been calculated.”

“Generate the virtual operation map imdiately.”

Soon, a virtual operation map composed of light points and lines was generated on a huge screen.

One must admit that high technology is truly advanced—the entire ridians of this wild boar were displayed, especially the Energy operation map within its body also appeared here.

Peter Brown watched carefully for a while and indeed discovered that this beast was automatically operating a kind of Cultivation Technique, and its Full Body ridians had so fixed paths.

“Master, the ridians of this life form are completely different from yours.

The Cultivation Technique is not suitable for you, but it can be applied to ordinary Life Forms on Earth.

If their ridians have this kind of propulsion power, they will gradually beco stronger and also generate such crystal cores.”

“Are you saying that if we forcibly create a similar operational pathway for the pigs here, they could also beco as powerful as this beast?”

“This still needs research.

Their energy source is a special type of energy, which is rare in our world and is obtained through the Portal from your master.”

Indeed, the energy is completely different, and the results produced are also different!

Peter Brown had understood that such generation could probably only occur within the Sanctuary.

With a thought, Peter Brown said, “Research their operational pathways in detail and find a way to generate crystal cores massively; better yet, make a machine for this.”

“Master’s words have given great inspiration.

However, to generate these crystals through a Life Form, we only need to set up a similar generator, and naturally, these crystals can be generated.”

Peter Brown beca even more pleased upon hearing this; if that was really the case, he would have a continuous supply of crystals.

“Good, research as soon as possible.”

After delegating the task to Salina, Peter Brown was not planning to enter the Land of the Sanctuary so soon; he was also waiting for the production of the triggering device.

At that mont, his mother called.

“Peter, can you co here for a mont?”

“Okay.”

When Peter Brown arrived in the village, he imdiately saw many people talking with his parents.

“CEO Wang is here!”

“Peter is here!”

“Brother Wang is here!”

Various forms of address were used.

When they saw Peter Brown’s arrival, everyone ca to greet him, showing respect on their faces.

Peter Brown, out of respect for his parents, responded with a smile and nodded to everyone.

“Peter, we’ve been discussing and can’t co up with a money-making project.

We thought you might design one for us, what do you think?”

Peter Brown inwardly shook his head; their intentions were clear—they wanted to reap benefits without any cost, sitting back and enjoying the rewards.

However, rejecting them outright was difficult due to his parents.

“Mom, I don’t have any good projects, and even if I did, investnt correlates with output.

I think you should discuss your investnt plans first.

The larger the investnt, the larger the gains; smaller investnts yield less, and no investnt ans no returns.”

Just as Peter Brown was saying this, a middle-aged woman loudly said, “Peter, we’ve watched you grow up.

You’ve made so much money; why should we invest?

Just co up with a money-making project, like what your uncle did while working with you.

Just a small share for us would suffice!”

“Exactly, Peter.

You have so many lucrative projects.

We don’t ask for much; just allocate a small percentage to our whole village, and we could share it annually.”

Upon hearing this, Peter Brown burst into laughter and turned to his parents, “They’re treating you like fools, why bother worrying about them?”

At this point, Russell Williams and his wife also beca displeased, echoing their son’s point that input leads to output—they all just wanted to take advantage of the Windsor Family.

Standing up, Russell Williams pulled Liza Smith along, “Let’s go, we’re not handling this.”

Liza Smith hesitated and then shook her head.

She genuinely wanted to use their money to finance a wealth-making project for everyone, but now she realized that most people weren’t really planning on working on a project, they just wanted a share of the Windsor Family’s money.

What kind of people were these?

“Son, let’s go.”

Liza Smith did not want to deal with it anymore.

“Liza Smith, why are you leaving?

Your family makes so much money but doesn’t distribute any, aren’t you afraid people will talk behind your backs?” soone complained.

“Indeed, lacking benevolence for being rich!”

“After earning so much money, you can’t spend it in several lifetis.

Not even sharing a bit, not doing any good deeds, and your son having no *****—all kinds of rude comnts were thrown.”

Peter Brown looked at these people and said sternly, “I make my money and whether I share it with you is my business, not yours.

I’m doing other charity work and not giving to you; curse all you want.”

What kind of people were these!

Peter Brown was also angered by now.

Russell Williams shook his head and sighed, “Peter, this is what we brought upon ourselves.

Let’s go.”

Given they had bodyguards, they weren’t worried about anyone harming them.

Ignoring the villagers cursing behind them, they directly entered the factory.

After sitting down, Liza Smith said, “Don’t bla them, after all, only a minority harbor ill thoughts, most are still good people.”

Russell Williams said, “We intended to create a profitable project for everyone, even if it ant losing all our money.

Unexpectedly.”

Peter Brown thought for a mont and said, “Mom and Dad, really, if you do want to do sothing, you can use your money to set up a charity foundation or sothing to help those who truly need assistance.”

Upon hearing this, Russell Williams nodded vigorously, “Right, better to help those in need than these ingrates.

But how do we go about it?”

Peter Brown smiled and said, “Our Group is so powerful, aren’t we afraid of not finding people?

Don’t worry, the whole company can hire experienced and capable people to be professional managers.

They can run things normally, and you can just join in from ti to ti.”

Liza Smith said, “That sounds good, go ahead and help us set up the company.

It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t make money, just to have sothing to do.”

Peter Brown understood their intentions and nodded slightly, “Charity work is indeed very aningful.”

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