Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Grivon looked at Sam with a bunch of questions, but none of them are coming out, he wants to ask them all at once, but he couldn't decide which one.

Sam looked at him but he didn't bother to explain, he just led him and the rest of the assistants to a separate room where the machines are kept.

They are a setup made up of some special crystal glass he made up. They are automatic potion makers. All the potion makers have to do is monitor the volume of the herbs and other ingredients in different sections of the setup and maintain the heating, extraction and other procedural sections of this setup and the final product will be a special injectable medicine that could heal an injury.

That is just from one setup, there are around a dozen setups that act for internal injuries, resistance for poisons, resistance for some mutated microorganisms and infections and all of them would be placed in the injector he made when they were needed and placing the space jade with a specific set of elemental energy stones that are of the same elemental affinity as the patient using them, it would give them an extra addition and increases the speed of absorption of the medicine into the cells.

The cells absorb the energy far quicker than they do with the medicine so this diffused energy will act as a catalyst to make the medicine enter the cells a lot faster.

But there is one particular setup that is way different than the rest of them. It is the setup that could create medicine for suppressing the elemental energy corrosion which is extremely valuable. Each vial of this could be auctioned off and Sam made equipment that could create ten vials a day and the blueprints that could make as many machines as they want.

Apart from that, Sam gave out another setup to make poisons and this one is a little different. There is no specific recipe to use this thing. As long as they have poisons and venomous substances, they will get an output poison and they can use it as they liked.

"Holy shit. Sam, do you know what is going to happen with these things? You will not be able to fathom the storm we are going to raise?"

"Fathom? There is one thing you should never forget when you are here with me and particularly when you are talking about my inventions. I always fathom what my inventions can do and will do. I never put something out without knowing the consequences and that is also the reason, why I don't really put things out that easily."

"You are incredibly arrogant. You might want to check that attitude, or you wouldn't be able to make friends."

Grivon said with a smile as he looked at the crystal set up carefully.

"I don't need any new friends. I have enough of my own and trust me, there are no better friends in the world than those that accept you for who you are."

"Yeah, yeah. Anyway, I am too excited to even argue that point. I have such medicine in my hands that the whole world wants to gain it, but they cannot. I am the sole seller and anyone who wants it, has to come and buy from me."

Sam looked at him with a smile and shook his head.

As much as he was amused by this guy's excitement, he has to disagree with the last statement. Because he is not the only guy in the world who has access to it, maybe he is the sole seller, but he is not the sole manufacturer.

At this moment, while Grivon is completely excited about the new products, back in the desolate, Philip and Sirona are currently in a room as they looked at different soldiers who are voluntarily acting as test subjects.

There are a bunch of healers and potion makers along with them and every one of them has an injector in their hands, but these ones are way different than the ones Sam made for Grivon.

Because instead of one vial they can fit around four vials at the same time and they can even modify the output of each vial individually according to the preference and situation.

There are around forty-five crystal setups and each one is completely different. Even the ones that Sam made back there are different here because the output is at least five times higher.

They are currently testing different effects of different vials on different types of cultivators.

As they were testing, a healer who is in charge of the project came towards Philip.

"Sir, are you sure you don't want to sell this medicine. This method is new and this is revolutionary. If we put it for sale, we could earn billions in a month."

"No. We don't have the authorization to put it up for sale."

"But…" The researcher was extremely reluctant, and as he was about to argue more, all Philip had to do was give one look and he shut his mouth up.

"I don't know if you are in the desolate when we started up early on. One year after the city was constructed we managed to find out a few moles in the artisan and other towers. We brought them to the stage and burned them alive because they gave out a few secrets to other major powers.

And as I said, that is when we just started out.

So, you better keep your thoughts in check, if even the news of these things got out, I will come for you and your research team and I will burn all of you alive in a furnace."

With those words he left and the researcher gulped in nervousness.

Days passed.

Sam went back to the simulator research and made himself busy while Grivon came back and forth as he asked for advice for the medicine business.

He didn't start right away and took ten days to properly set up the factory.

He didn't set up the factory somewhere else though. He knew that the situation wouldn't be easy when someone got greedy for these things, so he needs to find a safe place for the factory, where the enemies cannot access no matter how much they tried.

Within these ten days, they interacted more and more and Grivon started understanding what kind of person Sam is, of course, the information he is constantly collecting from different realms is also being helpful.

He started looking at lower realms in which Sam acted before he came to the city of the desert.

"You did a number on the puppet organization, didn't you? What did they do to you?"

"Nothing."

"They did nothing and you still went as far as making them extinct for their furnace? This is insane."

"Yes, it is."

"Why did this golem sect get involved in this? They are not really fans of puppets, so they wouldn't partner with the puppet organizations that easily."

As the words golem sect came to his mind, Sam suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Do you know anything about Divine dimension fragments?"

"Of course, why?"

Grivon was so casual about this.

"I need to get some. Where can I find them?"

"That wouldn't be easy. Divine Dimension fragments are only in the hands of organizations that have a leader who is at least at late stage Astral Plane Consummate realm and they are very few even in organizations like our clan. It is hard to find them.

If you know about them, you should know how they are made, so it is hard to find them. But there is a place where they are relatively abundant, to the point that everyone uses them like spatial rings."

"Where is that?"

"Divine League. Sivan doesn't have it in his memories?"

Sam frowned and said.

"He has something related to a league and he knew the name of Divine League, but he doesn't have much information on either of those. All I know is Butler Si has some connection with this place called League."

"Divine League is a place where people who are completely at peak stage Astral Plane Consummation and are on the verge of breaking through to the Divine Plane Cultivation. They are also some people who are the leaders of the league who are almost on the verge of Divine Plane Cultivation and are still trying but cannot stay in the Divine Realms.

They act as couriers between the Divine Realms and our realms. Even for them, the divine dimension fragments are valuable, but since the members are few and they have access to the Divine realms, they can obtain them.

Why do you need them so badly?"

"For research. I have some ideas, even though it is not possible for me to use them immediately, they would be perfect by the time I go back to my organization."

"Maybe, by then if we manage to destroy some of the young masters of the Mari Clan, you might get some Divine Dimension fragments, some of the current generation successor candidates hold them. Of course, they hold them in secret, so we would only find out after we defeated them."

"We will just have to wait and see then. By the way, we need to go back to your ancestor."

"Why?"

"I have a prototype for the basic structure, I want to see if it fits and the joint is strong enough. After all, I don't know the exact strength of your ancestor, I cannot estimate whether it would be enough until I test it on him directly."