The mighty bookworm

Rich man!

Tycoon!

Such words once again popped out within Su Hao’s mind. Just a casual experiment would cost 3 million. He finally knew that Zhang Zhongtian earned lots of profits from his sales. As for why he was still stuck in this little store, it was most likely due to his enormous research funding expenditures. Without support from the Pharmacy Association, now he could only depend on his profits from sales.

“Of course a single bottle wouldn’t have any effect.” Su Hao continued, “But….two bottles, three, or even dozens of bottles? Body damage isn’t as simple as just one plus one! Previously, when I was tempering my body, every session would inflict some minor damage to my body. However, one day, it went haywire and I was nearly dead. When I was rescued later, I suddenly thought of this method.”