"Everybody stop applauding, please. I have not finished speaking," Steve said calmly. "I'll make the formula public, but I am the only one able to provide the raw materials for the serum. Moreover, the raw materials per day is only available in a limited quant.i.ty."

At this moment, Gaffielbo and the others went silent. They understood Steve's difficulties, as this raw materials were a necessity in refining the Red Night's Blood and the enhanced Subatomic Serum.

It was impossible for anyone to reveal these materials to the public. Furthermore, even if it was made public, n.o.body would be able to find them.

"Mr. Steve, how much of the raw materials can you obtain?" asked Gaffielbo. This was exactly what the crowd was also most concerned about.

"The production of the raw materials is very limited. A daily production of raw materials for 100,000 bottles of Red Night's Blood is already reaching the maximum limit," said Steve.

In fact, the most important material for the Red Night's Blood serum was diluted through the mixture of the seven-colored liquid and some other materials. Thus, producing 100,000 bottles a day was definitely reaching the maximum limit.

After all, that was also the maximum amount of the seven-colored liquid that could be produced daily. Although recent production had increased with the continuous growth of the seven-colored eggs, it was still far from being enough.

"Only 100,000 bottles? That's not enough!" Gaffielbo could not help but exclaim.

"Mr. President, that amount is already much greater than the enhanced Subatomic Serum!" Steve said with a serious tone. "It's not that I don't want to come up with more, but that I can't. This is the best idea that I can think of to produce more serum."

Gaffielbo and the rest were silent, as they truly did not know how much Fantasy Serum could be refined in a day. However, they did deduce that, with the powerful effect of the Fantasy Serum, the yield must be pitifully low. Moreover, 100,000 bottles of Red Night's Blood serum was indeed a huge number. especially when compared to the production of the rare Fantasy Serum.

"I understand what you mean, Mr. Clown," Gaffielbo said with a sigh. He then looked at Steve seriously and said, "Our Pharmacists Guild is willing to buy 100,000 portions of the main materials."

Steve shook his head and said, "No, I want to allocate the 100,000 portions of the main materials to the major consortiums and the n.o.bles. In a few days, I will have the Masa Group organize an auction for 50,000 portions. Whoever buys these 50,000 quota will receive their corresponding shares each month. As for the other 50,000 portions of materials, I intend to distribute them into the market through various channels, so that all pharmacists have a chance to obtain it."

According to what Steve wished, 100,000 copies of raw materials per day would mean a total of three million copies of raw materials in a month, 50% of which would be allocated to major consortiums, the n.o.bles, enterprises and other various forces.

The remaining 50%, or one and a half million copies of raw materials, would then be distributed into the market via various channels, thus allowing others to trade freely. There was no fear that the raw materials could not be sold, as there were countless online shopping channels in the Blue World, as well as various auction houses.

"I'm afraid that it might cause another bloodbath, should the 50,000 quota be put up for auction to the major powers." Gaffielbo took a breath, then asked, "Mr. Clown, why don't you give all the quota to the Pharmacists Guild, thus setting it right once and for all?"

Steve smiled and asked, "If I give the Pharmacists Guild all the 100,000 quota, can you manage? Does the Pharmacist Guild dare to take it all?"

Gaffielbo's face went pale instantly and he smiled awkwardly. The Pharmacists Guild did not dare to take it all, as that would enrage everyone!

He had to consider this carefully, as even though the Pharmacists Guild was powerful and belonged to one of the strongest forces in the human camp, there were also forces that they could not afford to provoke! If these forces were offended, the Pharmacists Guild would be in big trouble.

The 100,000 quota, though precious, would have nowhere near the impact as something like crude oil. It would, at best, help a certain force to produce more geniuses, but it could not affect the very foundations of such giants like the Pharmacists Guild.

This was the reason why Steve was able to monopolize the source, without causing a backlash. After all, the output was too little and its impact upon the entire human race was minimal. Thus, it was akin to a tiny stone being thrown into the vast sea.

If the output could reach all human beings, the major forces would naturally not allow him to monopolize the market. As such, it was obviously not worthwhile to offend so many powerful forces for the 100,000 quota.

"The Pharmacists Guild should not feel that they are at a disadvantage. Of the 50,000 quota, 5,000 are reserved for the Pharmacists Guild, and the other 45,000 are to be put up for auction, making them accessible to all." Steve laughed.

Gaffielbo's eyes lit up. The Pharmacists Guild got a 5,000 quota and still could continue to partic.i.p.ate in the auction! In other words, the Pharmacists Guild could get even more than the quota!

"Hahaha, I would like to thank Mr. Clown on behalf of the Pharmacists Guild. I hope we can cooperate happily." Gaffielbo laughed.

"Happy cooperating!" Steve laughed and said. "The price of the 5,000 quota will be determined by the average price at the end of the auction. At the same time, the Pharmacists Guild was also troubled by the promotion of the Red Night's Blood."

"Mr. Clown, please rest a.s.sured. We will let the whole world know about this." Gaffielbo laughed.

With the backing of the Pharmacists Guild, it would not be long before the entire Blue Star knew about it. Thus, the matter was settled, besides a few minor details to be ironed out later.

Steve quickly applied for a patent and, at the same time, made the formula public. There were many differences between his formula and the Subatomic Serum's. However, it was still an F-grade serum. The refining process was not difficult, but the main concern was the raw materials.

The negotiation ended. Once again, Mr. Gaffielbo raised the issue of capital injections, this time offering much better terms. However, Steve still rejected the terms. This was because he did not want to expose the secrets of the seven-colored egg or his true ident.i.ty.

"President, Mr. Clown is gone. Shall we send someone to follow him and find out who he really is?" Mary asked.

Gaffielbo waved his hand and said, "No, he is a genius. Even if we invested funds for research, it would not necessarily help him. Also, it has only been a short time, and he has already created the Red Night's Blood serum. In the future, he might have other surprises up his sleeve."

"But, someone is already secretly following him," Mary said. "Shall we help him get rid of them?"

"If he can't even handle those people, then he's not qualified to protect the raw materials!" Gaffielbo said.