17: Chapter 17 The Golden Horned Dragon Breeding Order
"Is there a problem?" Li Yu asked curiously.
Supervisor Song did not answer, instead taking out his phone to carefully examine the order. He scratched his head, looking perplexed, and kept muttering to himself, "Something's not right. Strange. There's a problem..."
"Supervisor Song?" Li Yu asked again.
Supervisor Song snapped out of his daze, his expression somewhat strange, and said, "How about you choose another one?"
"Is there something wrong with this order?" Li Yu pressed.
Supervisor Song nodded and said, "This order has been hanging in the order system for a month, and it's not a high-value order but appeared in the form of a special order."
"What is a special order?"
"It's equivalent to a 'difficult and complicated case' at a hospital. The rewards for special orders vary, but they all have one thing in common—they are difficult to handle. An order that looks unremarkable turns out, once you start the cultivation, to be much more complex than you imagined."
Supervisor Song said gloomily, "Previously, two Intermediate Cultivators in our department took a special order and almost cultivated the beast to death, and they even had to pay a lot of money in compensation. In the company, special orders are the ones everyone is least willing to take."
Li Yu nodded upon hearing this and then asked, "Then why has it become a high-value order now?"
Supervisor Song shook his head, "That's also what I find strange. Generally speaking, orders only have two statuses: completed and incomplete, and even special orders are no exception. Wait a moment... let me check the order log."
He picked up his phone and started fiddling with it.
Li Yu did not disturb him and ate his lunch first.
It had to be said that the food at Bright Moon Company was good; the Canteen was large, and there were many dishes, not inferior to the Canteens of other large factories.
"Found it!" Supervisor Song suddenly shouted.
Li Yu stopped his chopsticks and looked over.
"A Senior Cultivator on the Eighth Floor took this order. According to the report description, after his treatment, the beast's symptoms of persistent bleeding, unstable agitation, and unstable mental confusion had all disappeared, leaving only the problem of lethargy, and then..."
Suddenly, Supervisor Song's brows furrowed.
"Then, the Breeder ended the cultivation and switched the order type to a high-value order, which was approved by Director Zhang Hai. What kind of bullshit operation is this? If you're going to cultivate, finish it. How can you cultivate halfway and then stop without finishing just by switching the status? The operational capability of the Eighth Floor is really getting worse and worse."
Supervisor Song muttered to himself, his words filled with dissatisfaction toward the Eighth Floor.
"Then what do you think of this order? Can I take it?" Li Yu asked.
The reason he was taking this order was simple.
He had one card left, which he intended to use on Song Jiang's captain's Mud Armor Rhino. When he drew the lottery again, according to the patterns of the last two times, the probability of getting a low-level evolution card was relatively high.
Choosing a beast of extraordinary quality to cultivate was the safest bet.
Furthermore, after the incident of cultivating the Fire Crow, Li Yu was certain that his evolution card, when evolving, would take the beast's physical defects and diseases into account, replacing treatment with evolution.
The 2 million reward was considered a relatively high-value order, and with the "sick" buff, the expectation was just treatment. In this case, he would not only treat it but also evolve the beast along the way.
The part that exceeded expectations should be able to be converted into more cultivation value, right?
Supervisor Song pondered slightly, then nodded and said, "It should be no problem. Even if you can't cure it, it won't make things much worse."
"Then please help me choose this order. Whatever time is convenient, I will perform the treatment."
"Alright."
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Eighth Floor. Director Zhang Hai's office.
Supervisor Chen arrived at the office and immediately gave a detailed report on what he had seen and heard in the cultivation room.
"In other words, that kid really has skill, managing to come up with two new cultivation varieties in two days," Zhang Hai said expressionlessly.
"It is absolutely true," Supervisor Chen nodded.
"And you also lost a high-value order?"
"...Yes."
"Bastard!" Zhang Hai slammed the table, glaring at Supervisor Chen. "Do you know what a high-value order means? Every single one on the Eighth Floor is a connection! That's not something that can be measured by money!"
Supervisor Chen lowered his head, terrified, not daring to offer a single word of explanation.
He knew that when Zhang Hai's temper flared, any explanation was useless; only by waiting for him to calm down could they continue to discuss matters.
Fortunately, Zhang Hai's temper came and went quickly. He sat back in his chair and asked expressionlessly, "Do you know the quality?"
"This... I don't know. I was in a rush to come back and report, so I didn't have time to look." Supervisor Chen's face was full of obsequiousness. Seeing Zhang Hai's displeasure, he hurriedly added, "However, based on my experience, the aura at the time wasn't strong; at most, it wouldn't exceed B-rank. Yes! That's right!"
"Hmph! What a piece of trash! You can't even get this little bit of information; what use are you? Even a dog I pull off the street would know to bark a few more times!" Zhang Hai cursed.
Supervisor Chen wore an obsequious smile, not daring to retort.
Zhang Hai cursed a few more times, feeling relieved, but his face remained gloomy. Gritting his teeth, he said, "That bitch's hand is reaching further and further. If this continues, I'm afraid we'll all be in trouble. Use your brain and find a way to get that guy kicked out."
Supervisor Chen quickly agreed.
At this moment, his phone vibrated a few times, and Supervisor Chen hurriedly took it out to look.
"Brother Zhang, the high-value order authorization that was thrown out has been used by Song Wan," he said.
"Which order is it?"
"Golden Horned Small Dragon."
"Golden Horned Small Dragon?" Zhang Hai was stunned. "You mean the Golden Horned Small Dragon that was originally a special order?"
"Yes."
Zhang Hai did not speak again. He operated the computer for a while, and soon, he saw that the order had been transferred to the Seventh Floor, under Supervisor Song's name.
Zhang Hai threw the mouse, which hit the floor with a "clatter."
Supervisor Chen thought he was going to be scolded again and prepared himself, as that order was a high-value order worth 2 million.
Who would have thought that Zhang Hai would suddenly start laughing, from a soft "hehehe" to a loud "hahahaha."
This laughter did not make Supervisor Chen feel relaxed; instead, it gave him a creepy, eerie feeling, and goosebumps broke out all over his body.
He rubbed his arms and said cautiously, "Brother, Brother Zhang... how about you scold me? Like this, I'm scared..."
Zhang Hai swept a glance at him expressionlessly.
"You should have been scolded, but considering you did the right thing in the end, I'll let you off this time," Zhang Hai said.
"The right thing?" Supervisor Chen was not a stupid person; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to climb to the position of supervisor. After calming down and thinking carefully, he quickly hit upon the key to the problem. "You mean, the Golden Horned Small Dragon?"
"Correct." Zhang Hai was in a great mood and rarely explained, "The situation of the Golden Horned Small Dragon is very complex. Previously, when Tian Ci went to cultivate it, he also suffered quite a loss. To ensure the success rate, he activated the Golden Horned Small Dragon's potential, allowing its body to improve for a short time, but within a few days, its body will regress, and the condition will even deteriorate further."
Supervisor Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Zhang Hai in horror, clearly unaware of the reason behind it until now.
A Breeder's success rate directly affects the client's level of trust in the Breeder, so every Breeder is extremely cautious when taking orders and won't touch orders they aren't sure about.
Of course, there are also cases where one takes an order and finds they can't handle it.
Those with professional ethics will cut their losses in time, admit their mistakes, and refund the fees; this situation is very common. But on the Eighth Floor, under Zhang Hai's guidance, the Breeders here use a different method.
Activate the potential, create an illusion of short-term recovery and improvement, and then end the order. By the time the other party realizes it, it is already too late.
The situation with the Golden Horned Small Dragon is clearly the same.
Zhang Hai spun around in his chair, looking smug. "Originally, I was planning to find a newly arrived Breeder in the next few days to take on the Golden Horned Small Dragon order and let this unlucky bastard take the fall. I didn't expect that kid to deliver himself to my door."
"You said take the fall... does this order have some kind of background..." Supervisor Chen asked cautiously.
Based on his understanding of Zhang Hai, if the order didn't have some kind of background, Zhang Hai wouldn't be thinking about any "taking the fall" business; the company's after-sales service was enough to handle everything.
Zhang Hai glanced at him sideways.
"It doesn't hurt to tell you," Zhang Hai said. "The owner of that Golden Horned Small Dragon is the daughter of Director Wang, who is in charge of cultivation in Ningyang City."
Supervisor Chen was shocked and gasped.
"Doesn't that mean..."
"Yes, that kid has become this scapegoat, and as an Intern, he definitely hasn't passed his qualification exam yet and needs Song Wan to guarantee him. By then... once the Golden Horned Small Dragon dies, the two of them will be in deep trouble."
Zhang Hai sneered, "Having offended Director Wang, who is in charge of cultivation, I don't believe the cultivation industry in this Ningyang City will still have room for the two of them."
Supervisor Chen did not speak, secretly shocked in his heart.