In the world of Meng Wang, I became the master of ice

The old man was sitting on the side, frowning, looking at the chessboard on the table carefully.

"Haha, Master Gulansta, this chess is really amazing."

The old man Bai, who was sitting opposite, touched his white beard with a smile.

"Well, let me think about it carefully."

Gulansta's eyes were always on the chessboard, hesitating.

He never thought that the old man Bai had already become familiar with the rules after playing a few games. Except for the easy wins in the first few games, the latter games became difficult.

Then Gulansta's eyes lit up.

The slender fingers pinched a chess piece and moved the position, instantly changing the offense and defense, from passive to active.

Now it was Bai Lao's turn to be dumbfounded. He fell into deep thought as he watched the changing game.

Finally, he smiled bitterly.

"As expected of Lord Gulansta, this move is perfect. I may lose again."

Bai Lao couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This chess is really magical. Every move is accompanied by the change of the situation. The two sides play against each other until the other wins.

Gulansta looked at Bai Lao's serious look and secretly wiped a sweat in his heart.

"Master, this move is good."

He praised the Master.

"Thank you for the praise, Lord Gulansta."

The Master's tone was a little proud. As a self-aware super artificial intelligence, how could he lose to Bai Lao, a novice who just came into contact with chess.

That's right, Gulansta actually asked for foreign aid. It really can't be blamed on him. I didn't expect that Bai Lao, who has lived for so many years and is as wise as a demon, would have such a terrifying talent in chess.

As for the fact that doing so would be a bit unethical, it was just a joke. The Overlord and I were one, so it didn't matter who played.

Gulansta had wanted to bully the weak player, but he almost became the one being bullied.

"It seems that I won't play chess with old people like Bai Lao in the future. Hmm... I have to go find Hong Wan to learn from him..."

Gulansta muttered to himself.

Just as Bai Lao was still thinking about it, Rimuru's surprised voice came to his mind.

[Gulansta, I have good news for you.]

Gulansta's expression was also startled. Didn't Rimuru go to the cave to check Besta's research results? Could it be that good news...

Although Gulansta had roughly known what the good news was, he still pretended not to know.

[Rimuru, you look so happy. Did Besta and Kaijin have research results?]

[Well, they have successfully developed a high-level recovery drug with a concentration of 99%. 】

Gulansta knew that this high-level recovery medicine was very important to their Monster Sanctuary. Successful research meant that it could be mass-produced.

【And I have just obtained the license to sell recovery medicine by passing on the message to Crystal and Senior Brother Gazel. 】

That is to say, they can obtain a source of funds by selling recovery medicine, and the Dwarf Kingdom will also buy recovery medicine from them in the future.

【This is a good thing! 】

Gulansta was also happy. The better the country built by Rimuru became, the more relieved he was.

【Well, I still don’t know much about selling recovery medicine. I want to come and discuss it with you. 】

【Okay, I’m still here with Bai Lao. 】

In fact, Kaijin also reminded Rimuru at this time.

Their Dwarf Kingdom does not sell high-level recovery medicine directly, but dilutes it into low-level recovery medicine and then sells it. High-level recovery medicine is a war preparedness resource for the country.

So the details still need to be carefully arranged. Rimuru thought of Gulansta.

Under the ravages of the Dominator, Bai Lao struggled to the limit for more than ten rounds before he was finally killed.

"Alas, I still lost. It seems that I have to calm down and study it carefully."

"Well, Bai Lao, you study slowly. If you want to play chess in the future, go to Hongwan!"

Gulansita smiled bitterly.

To be honest, he dared not play chess with Bai Lao again in the future. He was just like the old man in the park in his previous life...

Bai Lao kept looking at the chess pieces on the chessboard, and he had already started to review the game in his mind.

....

Not long after, Rimuru flew over.

"Hey, Bai Lao, what's wrong with you? You beat me to the point of doubting my life."

As soon as Rimuru came over, he saw Bai Lao staring blankly at the chessboard on the table, and didn't even notice him coming.

"Shhh--"

Gulansita made a silent gesture to Rimuru.

He gestured and then said.

"Let's not disturb Bai Lao's review. Let's go to the ice castle to talk."

Rimuru had been looking at Bai Lao curiously. Seeing that Bai Lao was still motionless, he became a little curious.

"What did this guy Gulansta do to Bai Lao? Why did he become like a demon?"

But Rimuru didn't ask much and followed Gulansta to the ice castle.

...

"By the way, this is the recovery potion developed by Besta and Kaijin."

Rimuru took out a bottle of potion and handed it to Gulansta.

As soon as Gulansta took the potion, he began to analyze it with the Dominator.

"Well, it is indeed the same effect as the recovery potion you made."

Rimuru was also very happy in his heart. He was very grateful to his senior brother for sending the top scientific researchers. He would help them even more in the future.

"Besta and the others are really geniuses."

Gulansta also nodded in agreement.

"But unfortunately, the synthesized magic potion cannot be reproduced."

When Rimuru heard what Gulansta said, his face fell and he said unhappily.

"Besta can't understand what you synthesized at all, and the effect of the magic potion is too amazing."

The magic potion has the effect of restoring magic and vitality at the same time. This is definitely a first-class military reserve. Even if they develop it, they will not reveal it to other countries.

Gulansta waved his hand. He also asked the master about this situation, and the response he got was.

"It can't be made artificially!"

Gulansta thought about it, and then stopped worrying about the magic potion, and discussed the current problem.

"Rimuru, have you thought about how to sell these magic potions?"

"Well, I have some ideas."

Rimuru nodded.

"I want to dilute the high-level recovery medicine into low-level recovery medicine according to the previous sales method of the Dwarf Country, and sell it to other countries to obtain funds."

Gulansta thought about it and it was indeed not a good idea, but it seemed that the effect of low-level recovery medicine could only heal some minor wounds.

"I think we might as well do this, dividing the recovery potion into three types: high-level, medium-level, and low-level. And we only sell low-level and a small number of medium-level recovery potions to the outside world."

"High-level potions are not sold to the outside world, but only for our internal use."

Rimuru looked at Gulansta curiously, and at the same time, doubts arose in his heart.

"Gulansta, why are you doing this..."