The place where just standing can enhance cultivation is called a blessed land in the Xianxia version!
Even Ji Xingyao, a true disciple of the Cyan Simurgh Sect, does not have the privilege to enter, as only the elders in charge of the sect can reside there.
But in the cyber version, this is just an underground factory that nobody wants to take over. Lu Yan would be a fool not to seize this opportunity.
Quentin rubbed his hands excitedly:
"The land tax for the underground factory is fifty thousand credit points per month, but if you are willing to rent, I can negotiate some tax deductions for you."
Lu Yan, while discreetly absorbing spiritual energy, asked:
"How much would it cost to buy the underground factory outright?"
"Ahem! Honestly, I don’t quite recommend you buy the underground factory."
Quentin coughed dryly, his expression somewhat unnatural.
"To tell you the truth, this underground factory is actually a bad debt.
Back when the factory was profitable, major gangs from nearby caves and even the Lower City District invested in it, but after the factory was slapped with a hefty fine by the City Tax Bureau, the entire factory was sealed, and the money invested by these forces went down the drain."
Lu Yan, puzzled, said: "What does this have to do with me buying the factory? Surely you don’t mean I have to pay the fines and investments of those forces?"
"Of course not!" Quentin waved his hand repeatedly.
"The ownership of the factory is with the City Tax Bureau, those smaller forces wouldn’t dare demand it.
The main reason for not wanting you to buy the factory is that when the forces saw the underground factory fall into the hands of the City Tax Bureau, they used the sealing as an opportunity to dump some of their internal bad debts onto the factory.
Those bad debts were nominally handed over to the City Tax Bureau along with the factory’s ownership, and everyone turned a blind eye, living in peace.
If ownership changes, the drama of erasing debts might have to stop, which could inevitably lead to trouble."
After some explanation, Lu Yan finally understood that those forces used the factory’s sealing to perform a financial reset.
If the ownership were to change, the act of erasing debts through the flames would be impossible, causing trouble.
"Forget it, I was just asking casually."
Although Lu Yan’s stay in the cyber version had been extended, renting the factory for a year or so would suffice.
Who knows when the next cyber version will appear.
"So how many months does Mr. Yan intend to rent?"
Quentin asked quietly.
"Let’s rent it for half a year first!"
Quentin took out his personal terminal to calculate, then continued to speak to Lu Yan:
"If you intend to use industrial-level spiritual energy, you will also need to pay a spiritual energy tax based on usage.
With the spiritual energy transmission system of an underground pharmaceutical factory, the minimum is thirty thousand credit points per month. So, you’d need to prepare at least five hundred thousand credit points."
After presenting the final price, Quentin looked at Lu Yan with a hopeful gaze.
Lu Yan’s thought process spun as he realized that the price of a sixth-generation spiritual energy battery is only about one hundred thousand, far from covering this five hundred thousand gap.
The cyber version doesn’t lack spiritual energy but lacks spiritual energy that is gentle and stable in nature; spiritual qi is absolutely gentle and stable, so much so that even ordinary people can absorb and refine their bodies with it.
If spirit stones were directly sold, covering the five hundred thousand wouldn’t be difficult, especially since even a sixth-generation spiritual energy battery converted from spirit stones can fetch a high price.
However, after some thought, Lu Yan dismissed the idea of directly selling spirit stones.
The Lower City District is already chaotic, and getting an abandoned factory under a false identity isn’t a big deal, but selling rare resources like spirit stones would attract too much attention.
The reason for diving into the Lower City District caves was to avoid potential trouble, not to create trouble for himself.
If he doesn’t sell spirit stones, he’ll have to gather credit points from elsewhere.
After thinking for a while, Lu Yan looked at Quentin and gently patted Quentin’s massive Kirin-arm with a mild smile.
"Do you want to become a true compiler?"
"I have some precious knowledge for compilers that I can sell to you for fifty thousand, how about it?"
Half an hour later, Quentin exited the underground factory swiftly, ready to help Lu Yan with the procedures.
No expression was visible on his face, but his eyes could not hide his delight.
Inside the factory, Lu Yan watched Quentin’s retreating figure, a ghostly shadow silently trailing him.
The precious knowledge Lu Yan mentioned was naturally the ’Basic Spiritual Ability Code’ converted from ’Array Introduction’.
Lu Yan had deliberately deleted some rare array patterns and knowledge derived from arrays from the data Quentin provided, leaving only the spiritual ability code information that wouldn’t reveal any secrets.
This portion alone was enough to deliver a crushing blow to Quentin, who was a half-baked compiler.
Quentin, upon seeing the truncated ’Basic Spiritual Ability Code’, quickly agreed to Lu Yan’s transaction.
For a half-baked compiler in the Lower City District, there’s nothing more valuable than truly authentic compiler information.
As such, Quentin even took care of all the factory rental procedures, proactively handling all the business for Lu Yan.
However, Quentin did not realize that as he left the underground factory, an invisible fierce ghost followed him closely.
Lu Yan knew very well that he had exposed many things before Quentin, such as his lack of common sense and mysterious origins, which made it hard not to arouse suspicion.
Even though Lu Yan had previously intimidated Quentin, it was uncertain whether the intimidation would truly be effective.
To prevent Quentin from potentially exposing him, Lu Yan dispatched a fierce ghost to follow him, ready to deal with Quentin if he showed any signs of exposing him, then move to another cave.
However, such a contingency did not occur, and things progressed far more smoothly than Lu Yan anticipated.
Quentin, after making a trip to the City Tax Bureau, easily rented out the factory, although his attempt to negotiate a tax reduction was unsuccessful.
The City Tax Bureau staff, being employees of companies from the Central City District, were indifferent to people from the Lower City District, simply adopting an attitude of ’rent if you like’. Quentin had no choice but to honestly pay the three hundred thousand land tax.
Once all the procedures were completed, the entire underground factory temporarily belonged to Lu Yan.
After the handover, Quentin swiftly left the factory, eager to return to his shop and study the ’Basic Spiritual Ability Code’.
The door of the underground factory closed once more as Quentin departed.
In the darkness of the factory, Lu Yan retrieved the soul banner, and ghostly shadows began scouting through the building’s walls, confirming the absence of any surveillance.
Then, Lu Yan activated the factory’s spiritual energy transmission system.
The factory was instantly filled with abundant spiritual energy, and as Lu Yan stood at its center, his cultivation technique operated, and a massive swirl of spiritual energy surged into his body.
As the cultivation technique ran rapidly, magical power accumulated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Qi Refining Stage bottleneck shattered instantly.