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Lynch took out a small box like a vanity mirror from his pocket, only the size of the palm of his hand.

It looks like dirty silver. This statement may be a bit inaccurate, but it is not ugly.

The outermost layer is bright white, and in the gap below, there will be a layer of black, matte.

It doesn't seem to be clean, and it gives people a sense of contradiction that is not so dirty, he doesn't know how to describe it.

Lynch twisted slightly. After opening it, there was a small box of powder in it. Mr. Wardrick looked at Lynch and saw that he picked up a cigarette again and smeared the side with the shredded tobacco in the box of dust. Dip.

Then, with the filter tip facing down, he bumped it twice on the table to allow the powder to enter the inside of the cigarette, and then he lit the fire.

"Some spices are still the smell of something..." Mr. Wardrick immediately recognized the smell that was spreading in the air. It was definitely not the smell of tobacco burning, it didn't exist just now.

It was the smell of those little powders, which smelled good, and he became more and more curious, "Cigarette companion, what's the use of this?"

He also tried to squeeze out the cigarette in his hand, took a cigarette again, and let some powder enter the cigarette like Lynch, and took a breath.

Unexpectedly, there is a completely different aroma accompanied by the mellow taste of tobacco, which adds some wonderful changes to the originally not so complicated smoke.

"What is this?", he couldn't help asking again, Lynch was always able to make something curious, which was the case before, and it is now.

Mr. Wardrick’s curiosity has been mobilized, and Lynch will naturally no longer hide it without saying, “This is the formula we got from Nagalil’s substitute...”

He glanced at Mr. Wardrick pretending to understand, but in fact, with a dazed expression, he inserted an explanation, "Substitutes are called high priests. They replace the gods to exercise the power of the gods in the world. They are also called substitutes. "

"The gods have given them a lot of abilities, which makes them different from ordinary humans. Through the blending of herbs, they have evolved some unique formulas, which is one of the abilities that the gods bestow on them!"

Mr. Wardrick looked at the small box again, reached out and took the lid in his hand, heavy.

At this moment, the surface is bright to him, with some black in the gaps, and the very mysterious lid has a mysterious atmosphere all at once.

"Then what effect does it have?" he asked, "Witch doctors and the like must always have some effect, either to save people or to kill people."

Lin Qi nodded, "Its role is to minimize the harm that cigarettes may bring to us. Combining it with cigarettes can prevent our bodies from being affected by the epidemic."

Mr. Wardrick's expression became a little more solemn.

In the upper-class federal society, theology always occupies a very high position, and even to some extent, science is ranked behind theology.

Even if we are in a technologically advanced world, people believe that, especially those rich people believe, that there must be a god, and it can affect mankind.

This perception may seem ridiculous in the eyes of some people at the bottom of society, doesn't it?

Those scientists have used many methods to prove that some phenomena are not mysterious and can be reproduced. This is also the reason for the decline of theology.

Science can be explained and reproduced, then it is not mysterious, and things that are not mysterious are not worthy of people's awe.

But the reason why theology has not completely failed, in many people's eyes, is because mankind has not yet solved the mystery of death.

If one day people solve the mystery of death, perhaps this world will no longer have theological foundation, but before that, there will still be a certain amount of soil.

The lower the people, the more they believe in science, because science allows them to understand the world and explain everything around them. They are like being immersed in the ocean of science, and they are also the most staunch supporters of science.

On the contrary, the high-level society's attitude towards theology is very strange. They actually believe in God, funny or not, rich people are so stupid!

Many people think so, it's because they haven't seen the real world!

What they can touch is all things that can be explained by science, and they can't touch things that can't be explained by science.

But the rich can.

This is also the reason why there is a holy peace meeting. Of course, Lynch is not clear about it now, only Mr. Wardrick knows.

The goal of the core members of the Holy Harmony Society is to find God and prove that God exists.

They saw many things that could not be explained by science, such as alloy human bones that were salvaged from the seabed more than 100 years ago.

For example, when people were dealing with solidified lava after a volcanic eruption, they found a piece of finger bones that were made of unknown material and showed no signs of melting, like crystals.

For example, the archaeological community once discovered a stone stele that recorded some possibly written words with a history of more than 10,000 years...

There are too few things that science can explain, and too many things that cannot be explained. Therefore, the rich and powerful people of the Federation, including most of the world's top dignitaries, firmly believe that there must be some magical power.

So when Lynch said that this thing was passed on to humans by gods, Mr. Wardrick's expression became serious.

No matter how bad it is, it is still in the name of God.

"You take it seriously." Lynch laughed suddenly, ridiculously smiling, and he was silent.

He has crossed, and his soul is still attached to this free, young body. If he is still a firm atheist at this time, the first thing he has to do is to slap himself, and then explain what crossover is.

Lynch's sudden silence made Mr. Wardrick seem to have some subtle thoughts in his heart. He looked at the small box in his hand, his eyes seemed to penetrate directly through the obstacles of space, and he saw something that shouldn't be seen by humans.

The silence between the two of them lasted for about ten seconds, and then Lin Qi reappeared a smile on his face, "It's more urgent, I can't determine whether it works, maybe it's just a deceitful trick."

Mr. Wardrick nodded in agreement, "You are right, then how much do you plan to sell it for?"

"One thousand yuan!"

"Expensive is not expensive." Mr. Wardrick nodded, and he estimated that just such a small box can add some flavor to about a hundred cigarettes.

After conversion, it means a few dollars or ten dollars a piece. For people like Mr. Wardrick, he draws one by one until he is dead. Not only will his wealth not decrease, but it will continue. Increase.

The price is reasonable, and it also gave him some other ideas.

"I heard that you still have some extra shares in your hand this time." He put the box in his hand back.

After the increase in capital this time, some small shareholders can't keep up. Since they can't keep up, they can only bear the result of a decline in equity by half.

This part of the vacated shares was taken by Lynch himself in the name of the major shareholder, and by doing so, he also gave more small and medium shareholders a lot of confidence.

Even the major shareholders are greedy, so what else should small and medium shareholders be afraid of?

Lynch's personal shareholding exceeded 10%, less than 12%, a little more.

He asked the meaning of this sentence because he wanted to buy some more stocks.

After the two initiators of the acquisition complete the acquisition and the frequent changes in equity ends, they can be listed again.

Now, under the leadership of Lynch, the focus of development has been returned to the general consumer group from the top-level Clove market, which has been squeezed out of potential, at all times, and there is also a very detailed consumption level planning, which is bound to make every moment The stock quickly climbed.

How much you eat now is equal to how much you earn, or even several times your earning.

For example, Mr. Wardrick himself knows that cigarettes will become a consumption explosion area in the next stage. If you don't talk about the layout issue at this time, just get some shares, which is also of great significance to him personally.

This can be a long-term investment, or a short-term high-return financial investment. It can be both.

"Rongsheng is very anxious to sell their stocks everywhere, you can talk to them."

Mr. Wardrick smiled slightly, "I actually don't like dealing with people in the bank, but it seems like that."

A bank is a private institution. It is a company, but its business is very special. It cannot be given some attributes that it does not have because of its special business. For example, it must and must be fair and just.

It is not rare for banks to find ways to embezzle customer assets, but their food is relatively good-looking.

When Mr. Wardrick went to deal with them, he was not dealing with the people below, but with the board of directors of the bank. It is not so simple to buy these stocks~lightnovelpub.net~ You have what you want, But I have to exchange what I want. The transaction is always a matter for both parties.

Mr. Wardrick asked another question, "I heard that the court will be held soon. What are you going to do? After all, so many people are involved."

Lynch smoked a cigarette, looked at the scenery in the distance, and said casually, "I sympathize with them, but this is not my reason for forgiving them."

"Mr. Wardrick, I've heard such a sentence--"

"When you forgive those seemingly poor criminals in the wrong way, you are actually hurting the next victim!"

"I sympathize with them, but the law is fair!"

Wardrick repeatedly "chewed" this sentence that Lynch said, and the content revealed in this sentence made him unavoidably moved!

Sometimes knowledge, wisdom, and truth are so simple, it may be a picture, a little flash of aura, or even a sentence!