The Prehistoric System in the world of Fantasy-Chapter 135 - 200 million credits worth Deal

Zhi Yan crouched beside the bed, brushing her fingers lightly across one of the ore pieces.

The faint warmth that pulsed from it made her heart throb faster. "With this much Grade-1 mythril," she said thoughtfully, "if we play it right, like instead of selling different kinds of weapons and making it an exclusive type, while renting a Smithy along with their workers for a month, investing around thirty to forty million more into procuring titanium and other metals... Wait a second..."

Taking out her PC tablet, she wrote with the stylus while continuing to speak...

Let’s see... if we go with longsword weapons with atleast 60% mythril ratio to be promoted as high-quality mythril weapons: Average mass per sword: 2.8 kg. That means about 1.7 kg of mythril metal is needed. That means we can create over 430 swords roughly, and if we put like 50 for the initial display and then have a limit of selling 10 swords per week in order to draw in more crowd and have more demand, like the famous "Hello Petworld" does, they will last over 38 weeks.

As for the profits, even if we put a marginal price of 500,000 credits on such a longsword and put a discounted price for bulk sale, the gross revenue would cross 200 million easily. It should atleast give you 150 million in profit.

Or suppose, instead of swords, if we go with Full Plate Armor Sets instead, as you know, whether people like to use swords or guns, they love armor at the very least.

We can go with three models: a 5kg light armor, a 12 kg medium armor, and a 30 kg heavy armor.

Going by the same formula, for light armor, we would spend 3kg mythril on light armor, 7.2kg on medium armor, and 18kg on heavy armor.

For simplicity, let’s divide the entire mythril into three parts. 240 kg for each of them.

We can have 80 light armors, 33 medium armors, and 13 heavy armors, with 8.4 kg extra mythril. We can make one medium armor from the addition. So, 34 medium armors...

Hmm...

According to the market rate, Light mythril armors are sold at those high-end shops for an average price of 3 million credits, but since our fame is low and we are bound to Huaxi City, we have to reduce the price just like the swords... Let’s say... 2 million for light armor, 5 million for medium armor, and 12 million for heavy armor.

However, unlike the swords, we don’t have to depend on customers. Even if customers won’t come, we can contact various top guilds and sell to them at such a price.

However, the costs to make armor are much higher than the swords. The modest estimate would be around 70-80 million.

And another issue is that it isn’t that easy to sell an armor compared to a sword. Yes, whether it is an assassin or a mage, everyone would want some defensive protection, and mythril, being a light but durable metal, would be an obvious choice. However, people would always first consider buying a weapon and then the armor.

To sell them, especially the heavy armors, to the guilds, we might need to spend another 100-120 million and procure defensive spirit cores and turn them into Earth-grade defensive treasures, then sell them at as high as 20-25 million...

Calculating everything, it would be like... the Gross Revenue will touch 600 million. And if we deduct the costs of making, materials, and spirit cores, the profit would still be over 400 million...

"400?" Li Liu and Lin Fang gasped at the same time. Xuenyi couldn’t help but narrow her eyes, staring at the mythril ores on the bed, thinking. "If these have that much potential, then it isn’t a bad idea to procure them if we ever find a mine. This guy is seriously lucky."

Zhi Yan looked up. "Those prices are rough estimates, not fixed market quotes. You can get less or even more... but you can expect atleast that much from these alone..."

Lin Fang thought, "And I have four times more in my inventory. I thought these would only clear my debts, and I can’t believe I almost offered all of them to Vivian for that Dinosaur egg."

To that, Alpha chuckled inside his head. "And just a few months ago, you were on the clouds for earning 100,000 credits worth an order."

"Yeah... I can’t believe this fortune either... It’s like my life’s fortune is going at an exponential rate..." Lin Fang agreed to his guardian spirit, too.

Seeing nothing but bright in his future, Lin Fang let out a smile, replying. "I guess I did the right thing in not keeping this to myself."

Zhi Yan gave a nod, "However, there’s something else I need to discuss with you."

Lin Fang tilted his head. "What is it?"

Zhi Yan straightened her posture, a half-laugh escaping her as she turned toward him. "I just got almost half of the company, and if we go with this and I earn so much profit, I’ll regret it. Maybe, if it happens a year later, I wouldn’t think much. But if it happens this soon, it would be an unfair business, Fang-Ge."

She paused, then smiled... this time, a smile that reached her eyes. "Let’s adjust our deal. And don’t worry, this will not let you feel guilty too..."

Li Liu blinked in surprise. "Adjust... how?"

Seeing that much profit in these mythril ores, Lin Fang was also tempted to hear her offer. Even though he profited so much from Zhi Yan, if she is a dear friend to him, he still wouldn’t want to give that much profit away. If anything, he was sure that he would regret giving half of the company to her and not just letting it be a loan. That might sour the friendship and trust he had with Zhi Yan, which will affect his relationship with his girlfriend, too.

Zhi Yan then clasped her hands together and said clearly, "I’ll keep the 49% equity for 60 million as agreed upon. Meanwhile, let me invest the money into these weapon-making, too, as you know, we need around high investment to get the best deal out of these ores. I can provide that for you. How about I invest another 140 million? Once I earn more than 200 million credits from the profit sharing, I’ll return the equity to you completely. After that, we will go through the company’s financials and discuss again for a long-term partnership with proper clauses and all. What do you think?"

Her tone was confident but earnest, and for a moment, even Xuenyi — who had been quietly watching the whole exchange from the corner — raised an eyebrow, impressed.

Lin Fang froze for a second, staring at her. He hadn’t expected that. Meanwhile, Li Liu narrowed her eyes, finding something off about it. As far as she knows from Zhi Yan, Xuenyi is helping Lin Fang because she was entrusted by Li Chengfeng. That much is fine. Zhi Yan giving money to Vivian with an additional amount and saving Lin Fang from giving away a partnership to a stranger like Vivian also seems to be logical. Zhi Yan even accepted the partnership, pushing just a two-week-old company’s value to more than 100 million... it was already a stretch. And now... she is even willing to invest so much and yet does not want profits... The whole thing felt off for Li Liu, but she kept her thoughts to herself, for now.

Meanwhile, Lin Fang didn’t go that deep as Li Liu. He knew that Zhi Yan was ultra-rich and personally saw how she casually threw tens of millions in the auction too. Hence, he didn’t think about her proposal much. But her trust in him made his heart warm.

Still, he couldn’t accept it so easily either. He rubbed his chin, thinking quickly before saying, "That’s generous of you, but I can’t accept that condition."

Zhi Yan blinked, a bit puzzled. "Why not?"

Lin Fang looked her in the eyes and said quietly, "Not 200 million, but make it 250 million at the very least... so that you can have 25% profits..."

"What?"

He smiled a little, his voice calm but firm. "If you do so much for me and still don’t earn profits, I would feel regret. If we’re partners, it is only right that I want you to benefit too."

Zhi Yan’s lips parted slightly, taken aback. For a moment, she just looked at his eyes that were steady and sincere. Li Liu was watching too, a flicker of pride crossing her face. She was proud of her boyfriend’s character, and her affection only increased further. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Zhi Yan chuckled softly and finally nodded. "Fine, I will accept your stubbornness," she said, the corner of her mouth curving up. "I’ll take your terms, Fang-Ge. Over the next couple of weeks, I will invest 140 million more, specifically in the mythril armor creations, and retain 49% until I earn 250 million. Then we’ll sit down again..."

Lin Fang extended his hand across the table. "Deal."

She smiled, eyes glimmering, and shook it firmly. "Deal."

Xuenyi smirked, crossing her arms and looking at both of them, thinking, "Good, the Seventh Knight has successfully made another step closer to this Young Master in exile."

Meanwhile, Li Liu leaned her head against Lin Fang’s shoulder and rubbed his arm with a smile.

Later that day, after an early brunch with the ladies, Lin Fang packed his travel bag and headed out with Xuenyi for his next destination — Yanhui City, the closest metropolitan area to the Yanhuo Range, a mountain region straddling the borders of Northern Yan and Western Chu.

The flight took only three hours, and the two landed at around 3:45 p.m. With only a couple of hours left till the reporting time, Instead of checking into a hotel for rest, they hailed a cab and rode northward. In half an hour of driving, the bustling cityscape gradually gave way to the rugged wilderness.

When they finally reached the base of Yanhuo Range, a sprawling military-style campsite stood before them.