Chen Zhao gripped the Sensory Rockwood and the pointer jumped up at once.

This time, it again reached the maximum.

Everyone's eyes almost dropped out.

Was 1000 still not enough to test Chen Zhao's power?

They all looked at Chen Zhao in awe.

Jollinash seemed completely disappointed.

Originally, she had the wild hope that perhaps their difference was not that great, and she had a chance of catching up.

When she saw the pointer, however, her heart sank.

Their difference was colossal. The president's power was on another level.

“Jolag, why didn't you set it even higher?” West complained.

“I would like to, but there is a threshold to how much magical power a piece of Sensory Rockwood can transmit. Anything above the threshold cannot be measured. Whether I set the limit to 1000 or 10000, the actual threshold doesn't change.”

“That's because you're not good enough. Try harder,” West said. “Make an electronic display next time. The pointer isn't accurate at all.”

“That's for the future. Have you had missions recently?” Chen Zhao asked.

“President, there aren't that many missions. Even if we want to, we might not get them.”

“Chen, what do you mean by missions?” Gaia asked.

“Usually supernatural events, or pseudo-supernatural events.”

In fact, most supernatural events were not real. People might think they were real due to psychological reasons.

Only a small minority were real supernatural events, among which only 10% were malignant.

Just like tumors, supernatural events could be cla.s.sified as being malignant or benign.

Benign supernatural events were mostly pranks by spirits.

They would cause difficulties and troubles for people, but they were not fatal or dangerous.

On the other hand, in the small number of malignant supernatural events, the culprits would be evil spirits.

Many victims would either die or be injured. Spiritualists, whether they acted alone or in groups like the Supernatural Organization, were committed to eliminating such evil spirits and quelling these problems.

“Now that you mention it, I think there's been a supernatural event happening above my fitness center, but I'm not too sure.”

“Oh? What is it?”

“Remember the boxing center Zanla Douglas opened?”

“Yeah, did something happen?”

“Since you broke his arms, the boxing center had been suffering a rapid decline in business.”

Everyone looked at Chen Zhao, guessing how that person had offended him.

“A month ago, there was a fire in his boxing center. Zanla Douglas also died in the fire.”

“And then?”

“A few days ago, a student from the previous boxing center went into the burned center and heard frightening noises. It's like someone was boxing, but there was no one else.”

Gaia took a meaningful glance at Chen Zhao. “If there's really a ghost, it's probably Zanla Douglas. Chen, do you want to go and finish him off?”

“Not interested,” Chen Zhao said.

n.o.body was surprised by Chen Zhao's reply.

What was an evil spirit to Chen Zhao?

A few-hundred-year-old witch spirit could not even take a single hit from Chen Zhao.

An ordinary evil spirit would probably die in Chen Zhao's sneeze.

Anyway, Gaia was very interested in it. She discussed with the others about exploring that place tonight.

“West, Gaia's one of us now. Do the necessary procedure for her. I'm going home.”

The so-called procedure referred to the signing of the contract, like the one that Chen Zhao had signed earlier.

As the Supernatural Organization, they would obviously not use a normal contract.

When Chen Zhao returned home, he went to meditate on the internal alchemy stone at the center of the lake, practicing the Qingyi Manual.

This was the only method Chen Zhao had to increase his magical power.

However, he was not a patient person.

In the last four months, Chen Zhao had only practiced the Qingyi Manual a few times.

The abundance of Spiritual Qi in the surrounding area was actually extremely beneficial for magic cultivation.

It was like swimmers. Swimmers from Africa, where water was scarce, could hardly compete with swimmers from other continents.

It was the same for Spiritual Qi. Spiritual Qi was to spiritualists as water was to swimmers.

Training one's posture in dry land was far less useful than training one's speed in water.

Despite having such an environment, however, Chen Zhao would usually choose to float in the water and do nothing.

It was rare to see him actively practicing the Qingyi Manual. Guided by the manual, Chen Zhao's magical power, or spiritual power, flowed continuously in his body, exchanging with the worldly Spiritual Qi.

It was time to do some finances again.

Chen Zhao's magical power would absorb the essence in the air to become richer and then return to his body.

Then, he would exhale the clouded gas and repeat the process.

Cultivation was dull and monotonous.

Indeed, after just half an hour, Chen Zhao lost his patience.

No, it's just been half an hour. I can't be lazy.

Chen Zhao decided to change his posture and continue cultivating.

Cultivation did not require one to sit cross-legged, at least not for the Qingyi Manual.

In fact, any posture would do.

Chen Zhao lay on the internal alchemy stone and resumed cultivation.

Suddenly, he felt the Spiritual Qi in the stone slowly seep into his skin.

He did not feel anything when he was sitting on the stone, but now that most of his skin was touching the stone, it became obvious.

Then… Then Chen Zhao fell asleep.

When he woke up, Fali was already back from work. She saw Chen Zhao sleeping on the stone and woke him up.

“Chen, is that sphere that comfortable for sleeping? I've been calling your name a few times.”

“Yes, try it next time. It's a really good place to sleep.”

Fali knew that the sphere was somewhat special. She had no idea how Chen Zhao had managed to get it there.

But she did not know what exactly it was for.

Just then, Chen Zhao received a call from Winnip.

“Chen, someone's interested in buying your wine. Are you selling it?”

“What? Seriously?” Chen Zhao's eyes almost fell out.

“Correct.”

“Yes, why would I not? That's 100 million!” Chen Zhao said without hesitation.

“Are you sure that the buyer won't sue me and my supermarket later?”

“Don't worry. It's definitely a bargain.”

Chen Zhao almost jumped for joy. It was sold!

100 million! That's 100 million!

Of course, given that it was sold legally, he would not receive 100 million.

It was a leisure item, so he had to pay as much as 40% tax.

“Chen, what's so happy?”

“Fali, I've earned tens of millions, haha…”