I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world

Chapter 746 for Sale

Jemin had nothing to do with the rest of the banquet.

Although people still occasionally glanced at him discreetly, and many were probably thinking about whether to take the opportunity to strike up a conversation, it didn't matter to Jemin.

He remained standing there, chatting idly with Augusta, casually finishing the remaining formulas in his mental database. Seeing that the wedding was completely over and the banquet had begun, Jemin prepared to leave, but before departing, he arranged a time to meet Augusta again.

Augusta looked pleased with his attitude and said she would find time to visit his plane.

However, seemingly realizing that her attitude was inappropriate, she subconsciously added, "I was just curious to see how you managed the prizes from the Elite Trials back then, not because you invited me."

"I understand, don't worry, I definitely won't let you down." Jemin wisely refrained from exposing her lie.

Afterwards, Jemin said goodbye to David.

David held his hand and thanked him repeatedly, over and over again, until he was at a loss for words.

In the end, David could only pat Jemin's hand hard, his eyes reddening with a sincere expression.

After all, even disregarding Jemin's previous impressive performance, the technology he provided alone undoubtedly propelled David and his wife to the pinnacle of family power.

Amid the overly enthusiastic farewell from Chief Colmar, Jemin finally stepped onto the teleportation array.

The array patterns lit up, and space slightly distorted.

The next moment, the light from the teleportation array slowly faded in the main laboratory of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

Familiar elemental fluctuations surged back into my senses, and cool blue lighting quietly filled the surroundings.

The data screen on the screen continued to operate automatically, with runes and formulas floating line by line, like tireless streams of light. Before the experiment, Jemin sat down and retrieved the formulas that had been interrupted at the banquet earlier that day. While continuing the derivation, he slowly reviewed every detail of the wedding in his mental mind.

Then, he smiled with satisfaction.

"Good luck, the initial construction funds for the Creation System should be secured."

Given the wizarding civilization's attitude towards knowledge, he had a clear understanding from the beginning of how much of a stir his technology would cause within the community. Wizards have always been cautious, even to the point of restraint, towards established high-level knowledge.

Because of the prohibition against level nine wizards, most wizards will not casually peek into other people's core knowledge, let alone use it without permission, especially those unique techniques that clearly bear a personal mark.

On the other hand, the wizard's thirst for knowledge is ingrained in his very being.

Once the knowledge holder actively signals that "it can be shared," no one with the ability to access it will easily let it go. His giving away embryo enhancement technology as a wedding gift is itself a very clear statement.

I am willing to share this knowledge.

Since it has been confirmed that this knowledge is neither Jemin's core trump card nor some shady secret technique, and the holder is willing to share it with others, it means that this knowledge is a commodity that can be put on the market.

For lower- and middle-class wizarding families, this type of knowledge is genuinely attractive.

Once the news gets out, it will probably spread at a speed not much slower than the emergency battle reports from the Star Ring Federation military.

At that time, a large number of buyers will naturally flock to the area.

As for the price, it certainly won't be bad either.

Thinking about this, Jemin felt a little regretful: "Although it can sell for a good price, it's only 'good' at best."

After all, the shortcomings of this technology are also obvious.

The core material is elemental spirits, which are expensive and have low production. Even if ordinary wizards can afford to buy them, they simply cannot afford to use them.

As for higher-ranking families, apart from a few emerging forces, most established powerful families already have their own channels for improving their skills. No matter how good his technology is, it's merely an optional extra for them, not something they feel compelled to buy. Therefore, what Jemin is truly targeting is the low-to-mid-range family market.

These families may have limited resources individually, but they have the advantage of sheer numbers.

Each family contributes a small amount, which adds up to a considerable sum.

Moreover, the sales curves for knowledge-based goods and physical goods are not the same.

The first round of concentrated sales allows you to capture the largest wave of profits; subsequently, as the technology's effectiveness is gradually verified among buyers, more families will hear about it and come knocking, generating a continuous long-tail income.

After a rough estimate, Jieming concluded that, excluding the initial wave of profits, the stable annual income generated by this technology would be roughly equivalent to the profits he made from selling liquid refined gold.

It's not an exaggeration, but its strength lies in its longevity.

Sure enough, almost as soon as he returned to the lab and sat down, purchase requests started popping up on his Magic Network terminal.

The first message came from a wizard he didn't know.

However, the family name at the end of the signature seemed familiar to Jieming; he had probably met them at a banquet.

The other party's wording was very cautious, even overly cautious, with a sense of tentative probing in every word.

The message essentially says: The technology you presented at the Colmar family wedding today was amazing. Would you be interested in selling it? If the full version is custom-made for a specific client and not suitable for transfer, would you consider purchasing an earlier, unoptimized version?

It could be described as a very cautious probe.

As Jemin read the message, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

The other party had obviously done their homework, even considering that the technology was actually a "custom-made version that was inconvenient to sell," and had already left themselves an out.

The improvement of normal technology usually requires multiple iterations. Although the early versions are slightly inferior, they are willing to acquire them as long as the price is right. In any case, the intention to buy is almost overflowing, practically writing "I'm ready to pay" on their faces. Jemin raised his hand and replied to a message on the screen.

The details are simple: the full version is available for immediate purchase; there's no need to buy the old version. Price negotiable.

Almost as soon as he sent the message, the reply popped up.

Even through the terminal, Jieming could feel the other person's barely suppressed excitement from that dense string of text that was almost overflowing.

He leaned back in his chair, glanced at the long string of thanks on the screen, and the repeated inquiries about the price range, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve upwards a little further.

He looked exactly like a butcher preparing to slaughter a fat sheep.