Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

Young Marshal Star.

In the Marshal's office.

Qian Wanyang was reporting to Wang Hao, "Boss, I just received orders from above to lead a large army to resist the invasion of the alien race within five days."

"Five days!?" Wang Hao frowned. "Can we recruit the remaining soldiers within five days!?"

Qian Wanyang thought for a moment and nodded, "There shouldn't be any problem. Principal Su Mu has already given instructions, and those people are willing to join. In addition, the boss is willing to offer inheritance crystals and small life potions. I think no one can resist this temptation. It's just that our military funds are only enough to last for two months..."

"Two months?" Wang Hao was stunned. "Didn't we just raid the headquarters of the DY terrorist organization?! Why is it only been two months?!"

Qian Wanyang said with a wry smile, "Boss, we have eleven Courage-class warships, 20,000 level-three mechs, and 100,000 small attack ships that need maintenance. We also need to pay the salaries of one million elite soldiers. Add to that the consumption of various missiles, the wear and tear on equipment, and the needs of regular training. We've been carefully budgeting to maintain these past two months..."

Wang Hao scratched his chin and muttered, "It seems we need a stable income, otherwise how can we dominate the world without money to support our army?!"

Qian Wanyang was stunned. Was this boss planning to go out and swindle again?

Wang Hao thought for a moment, "Find Principal Zhong Li here. I need to tell him how to make money quickly."

Qian Wanyang couldn't help but remind him, "Boss, things are different now. We didn't care what we did before, but now you've just won over those veterans. If some scandal breaks out, it could seriously affect morale!"

Wang Hao rolled his eyes. "This time, your boss is doing legitimate business, not resorting to underhanded methods. Besides, how can you sustain an army through underhanded means in the long run?"

Qian Wanyang thought about it and felt that this made sense.

Wang Hao used to make a lot of money, but once he made it once, he never had the chance to do it again; it was a one-time deal.

However, if you want to have money and maintain a stable army, you still need to do legitimate business.

However, what puzzled Qian Wanyang was whether Wang Hao really had any quick way to make money, and whether it was a legitimate business!

Before long, Principal Zhongli arrived at the Marshal's office.

Wang Hao sat in a chair, with his two underlings, Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao, standing behind him like bodyguards.

Principal Zhong looked at Wang Hao with a helpless expression. He had thought that if he resigned and followed Wang Hao, he could live a carefree life.

But who knew that just as he resigned and was about to recruit soldiers for Wang Hao, Su Mu revealed his identity and successfully took his job, helping Wang Hao recruit a large number of high-quality elite soldiers.

So he was transferred to the kitchen to help manage the soldiers' meals.

To think that he, the principal of the eleventh branch of Tianbei University, would end up managing the kitchen—who could accept such a disparity?!

Wang Hao waved his hand, "Principal, don't look so worried. We were short-staffed back then, and you were free, so we transferred you to the kitchen. Now that we have staff, you've been given an important task right away!"

Principal Zhong rolled his eyes. That was exactly what he had said when he tricked him into resigning, but who knew he would turn on him the next second.

Therefore, it's best not to have too many expectations when dealing with this kind of cunning fox who changes his mind faster than flipping through a book.

"Young Marshal, what brings you here to summon this old man?!" Principal Zhongli asked.

Qian Wanyang quickly said, "Our boss came to see the principal because he wants the principal to help manage the lifeline of our Young Marshal's Army's business."

"The lifeline of the business!?" Principal Zhongli immediately became serious. To entrust him with managing a business of this caliber was a blatant display of importance!

Chen Yao said, "Principal, whether our Young Marshal's Army can keep up with the supply in the future depends on you."

"Don't worry, even if it costs me my life, I will not let the soldiers fighting on the front lines go hungry," Principal Zhongli assured, patting his chest.

Wang Hao nodded in satisfaction, "I plan to start a business selling longevity medicines for the elderly."

This is the economic lifeline of our Young Marshal's Army; absolutely no mistakes can be made.

"A longevity drug for the elderly!?" Principal Zhongli was instantly dumbfounded. This felt more like a health supplement for the elderly!?

Wang Hao sighed, "These days, young people are too reckless and have no savings. If you expect to make money off them, it's a waste of effort. Meanwhile, wealthy middle-aged people know that making money is not easy and are extremely stingy. Making money off them is really hard work. On the other hand, the elderly have not only saved money all their lives and have plenty of money in their hands, but they are also willing to spend money and risk their lives. If we cater to their preferences, we will definitely make a lot of money."

Qian Wanyang asked, "Boss, do you mean we sell Lesser Life Potions?!"

Wang Hao nodded. "I believe no elderly person can resist the temptation of the Little Life Potion."

Chen Yao hesitated for a moment before continuing, "But where are we going to find so many pharmacists? You know, the pharmacists in the Potion Guild are all busy preparing potions for the frontline soldiers; they simply don't have time to prepare small life potions..."

Wang Hao gave Chen Yao a disdainful look. "You need to be more open-minded. We don't need that many pharmacists, just one or two will do."

"One or two!?"

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao exclaimed in surprise, "How could one or two pharmacists possibly support an entire legion?! And an elite legion at that?!"

Principal Zhongli tentatively asked, "Young Marshal, you're not thinking of diluting it for sale, are you?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao realized that such a thing was definitely not impossible, because Wang Hao had sold salt water as a dimensional potion to those college students back then.

"Look, that's what you call talent! He understands immediately, excellent!" Wang Hao carefully examined Principal Zhongli and said with a smile, "I plan to dilute one bottle of Little Life Potion with one ton of water, so we won't have to worry about insufficient product quantity."

The moment he finished speaking, the three people present were dumbfounded. This marshal was indeed as shameless and ruthless as ever...

How much effect can one ton of water combined with one small bottle of life-saving potion possibly have?

Qian Wanyang advised, "Boss, if we dilute it with water, the effect will definitely not be obvious. We need to think this through carefully."

Chen Yao also repeatedly advised, "That's right! Boss, the Little Life Potion has amazing effects, and making money is definitely not a problem. But if we ruin our reputation by diluting it with water, it will be difficult to do this business again in the future!"

"Do you think your boss wouldn't know about this?!" Wang Hao gave Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao a disdainful look. "Remember, when doing business with the elderly, you not only need to know how to use tricks and reduce costs, but you also need to know how to avoid legal risks and make us look very legitimate, definitely not the kind of fake products."

"Then what should we do?!" Principal Zhongli asked curiously...