Whether it was Sarah or Chase, neither of them had any opinions on this.
If not for Asher, there would be no them today.
Isn't it just helping Asher handle some trivial chores. Not that troublesome.
Asher's living habits were really very good, and his external image didn't require them to worry at all.
Both of them did the work very seriously.
From managing every aspect of the research institute, to cleaning Asher's room, all were done personally.
Asher also had considerable trust in them.
So, the material procurement list this time, Asher directly sent it to Chase.
Sarah noticed her husband's expression seemed a little off.
She leaned over to look.
Chase had no defenses against her, and besides, there was nothing to hide about this stuff.
Thus, Sarah immediately saw the long material list on Chase's phone.
"This is…", Sarah paused for a moment, swallowed her saliva, and then continued speaking.
"The materials Professor Asher wants to apply for this quarter?", Sarah spoke with some uncertainty.
Then Sarah calmed down, entered work mode, and on the glasses she was wearing, there seemed to be a flash of light.
"A bit much, but if he really wants to apply, it's not entirely impossible."
Just requires some rhetorical skills. And strategic stalling.
Fortunately, Asher has achievements in hand. If it really comes to stalling, he's not at a disadvantage at all.
Thinking of this, Sarah was already fired up in advance.
She must make Professor Asher satisfied.
Chase looked at his wife with a shocked expression.
'Damn! When did my wife become this fierce?'
'How come I don't know?'
Sarah gave Chase a look, 'What are you staring at?'
"Got an opinion?"
Chase quickly shook his head, "No no! Absolutely not!"
Chase hurriedly shook out the messy thoughts in his head and quickly said, "These materials and resources, Professor Asher means, no limit, the more the better, carry out purchase, acquisition."
"Besides the funds that must be circulated inside the research institute, plus Professor Asher's private funds, all can be used, without any restrictions."
Saying this, Chase paused, "Professor Asher didn't say he wants to apply above, but he did say no limit… If we apply, Professor Asher probably wouldn't object either?"
Upon hearing this, Sarah raised her eyebrows.
"If that's the case…", Sarah nodded, "I understand."
"You go submit an application first, I will arrange people to rotate and monitor various markets."
"Difficult, but not impossible."
"This is also our duty, isn't it?"
Although she didn't know what purpose Professor Asher needed these materials and resources for.
But what Sarah could do was to definitely not hold Asher back in this regard.
No matter what channels, all of them must be arranged.
It's time to get busy now.
Looking at Sarah who seemed to be injected with steroid, Chase didn't dare to fart even a bit, and quickly acted according to her instructions.
Already halfway through, Chase suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Sarah to ask.
"By the way, that… professor? Should we tell Professor Asher about the invitation matter?", Chase thought about the call he received a few days ago with no caller ID, at the time his whole being was tense.
Unlike others who would suspect seeing such a number was haunted.
Chase and Sarah, who had been in the pet evolution research circle for so many years, had a very deep understanding of this kind of call.
That is, the other party called from a certain official research institute.
Whether it's the location or the identity of the other party, it's confidential information.
Absolutely must not be leaked due to any external factors.
This kind of call, to Chase and Sarah, was something they had only heard of before, a legend, never personally encountered.
Never would have thought, after following Asher, they would one day witness it firsthand.
"At that time it was already refused, what's there to say now," Unlike Chase who felt a bit uneasy after refusing, Sarah didn't feel anything wrong at all.
"That professor already said it was to discuss academic matters with Professor Asher, and Professor Asher already said he was in seclusion, then we don't need to care about the other party's identity."
"Just follow what Professor Asher previously arranged, refuse them all."
Saying this, Sarah gave Chase a "you don't get it" look.
Chase: "..."
'Alright alright, say no more.'
'I know I am wrong, okay?'
'It's just that… sigh! My mentality hasn't fully adjusted yet.'
But hearing Sarah say this, Chase immediately realized, he was indeed overthinking it.
The people they previously couldn't even get close to, now because of Professor Asher, they could interact with.
Doesn't this clearly show how amazing Asher is?
Since that's the case, they didn't need to think so much about this and that.
Taking a deep breath, everyone's mindset adjusted.
No need to say more. What needs to be done next, was already very clear.
"Alright."
"Then I'll go submit the application and write the report," Chase was fired up too.
'For Professor Asher, a little bit of overtime, isn't even a big deal.
———
Asher: "Achoo!"
After a big sneeze, Asher rubbed his nose, his face showing an expression of understanding, acceptance, and fearlessness.
'It's fine. Really fine~'
Back when he chose to purchase these materials, Asher had already thought this situation would occur.
Normal.
"Good thing it's not all high-level resources, otherwise I really can't imagine how chaotic it would be," Asher rubbed his forehead, muttering.
After speaking, Asher fell silent for a few seconds.
Alright then, even though it's not all high-level resources and materials, quite a large portion is.
What's more… Mid-level resources and materials are the most circulated batch in the market.
And this batch is also the one Asher needs most widely.
If it was just wanting a little, Asher wouldn't have used the word "purchase".
The amount of materials Asher wanted to buy was really like buying rice. More, and more.
Thinking of this, Asher helplessly sighed.
That is to say, who would've thought? The reason why the few pet beasts at home, except for Little Raven, hadn't evolved, wasn't just because Asher had contracted them too recently.
It was also because most of the pet beasts at home, except for Angel and the just-contracted World Tree Lily, this kind of old ghost restarting training pet beast, the remaining pet beasts were mostly still in juvenile stage.
Hadn't even passed the juvenile stage yet. And wanted to evolve into a complete form? That's wishful thinking.
Asher: "..."
["As expected of My bloodline, in terms of sensing pet beasts, it's top-notch powerful."]
Previously always disguised as a landscape tree, not speaking unless absolutely necessary, and generally never encountering necessary times, World Tree Lily. After successfully contracting with Asher. t was like her meridians had all been opened up, constantly chattering by Asher's ear.
What made Asher a little helpless was, no matter what the topic, World Tree Lily could always somehow lead the conversation to the bloodline relationship between Asher and itself.
The desire to make Asher call it dad was undiminished.
Asher fell silent. Asher couldn't say it.
So Asher quickly learned how to smoothly dodge topics he didn't really want to talk about.
Fortunately, World Tree Lily was an open-minded "parent".
Seeing Asher really didn't want to discuss this topic, every time World Tree Lily would very cooperatively switch to another topic.
But by the next time, World Tree Lily still couldn't help but talk about this aspect.
Thus, a clever closed loop was formed.
Asher: 'Mentally exhausted, truly mentally exhausted!'
Fortunately, Asher was a man with strong stress resistance.
He could quickly recover on his own.
"During the juvenile phase, apart from naturally going through it, the best method is to use various precious resources and materials to make into nutrient fluid, then use it to provide the necessary energy and elements during the normal growth period."
"Thus achieving the effect of accelerating this process,".While speaking, Asher showed a toothache-like expression.
Does this count as an alternative version of hoping one's child becomes a dragon, so preparing all kinds of nutritional products and brain tonics for the child?
Asher threw these unnecessary associations out of his head.
Not to that extent. This isn't the same thing.
"Are you sure it won't cause harm to the pet beast's body?", Asher looked toward the side at World Tree Lily.
This knowledge was transmitted to Asher through the contract lock between him and World Tree Lily after forming the contract.
["No!"]
Upon hearing Asher's question, the previously always calm and cooperative World Tree Lily, for once, looked just a little bit angry.
["I would absolutely never harm my child!"]
["You can question my ability, but you must not question my love for you."]
Asher: "..."
Asher silently extended a hand to cover his face.
'Stop talking, stop talking.'
Seriously, if this continues, his embarrassment syndrome will soon flare up.
But World Tree Lily didn't notice at all and kept on talking.
["Those are all just inheritances passed down in my bloodline"]
["My child, my bloodline, believe me, I would absolutely never harm you in this aspect."]
Even though World Tree Lily had no eyes. Not even facial features at all. But listening to World Tree Lily's words, Asher could still tell from the swaying branches of World Tree Lily the degree of seriousness.
Absolutely no joking was involved.
Asher chuckled, "I know, I believe you."
"That's why I'm preparing, right?"
World Tree Lily thought about the tasks Asher had arranged, and finally nodded, looking not so angry anymore.
Alright then. Even though Asher had doubted it. But that was understandable.
World Tree Lily very quickly forgave that little bit of, hardly even countable as, offense from Asher.
'Sigh! Own bloodline, own child. As if human parents and children never has conflicts or quarrels.'
Parent-child conflicts, they exist in every race.
While World Tree Lily was pondering the matter, it didn't notice the Cat-Worm sneaking over on tiptoe, padding over with its six little feet to its flowerpot's side.
Cat-Worm: (p≧w≦q)
Cat-Worm: "Meow! Meow! Meow!"
'Looks like such a nice scratching board. Wants to scratch.'
Cat, a kind of creature with mischievous claws. Even though Cat-Worm wasn't truly a feline creature, nor did Cat-Worm itself acknowledge being a transcendent feline species.
But since the name includes "Cat", inevitably, in some habits and small quirks, Cat-Worm and ordinary cats… are really more than a little alike.
Take for example the mischievous claws. Cat-Worm absolutely inherited that perfectly, and even surpassed the original.
'Wants to scratch!'
Cat-Worm boldly extended its claws.
Then…
———
"Meow! Meow! Meow!"
[Three minutes later]
Cat-Worm squatted in the corner, holding its head with two feet, letting out sobbing sounds.
Even the lines of its eyes turned into sobbing shapes.
When Asher looked over, the center of Cat-Worm's head was swollen with a big red bump, still steaming.
Asher opened his mouth, then closed it again.
Just before Cat-Worm cast a pitiful, about-to-cause-trouble gaze, Asher, relying on his rich experience, shifted his gaze first.
The whole point was to firmly avoid eye contact with Cat-Worm.
What eye contact? That's something that never existed.
Cat-Worm: (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ
Asher coughed.
"I'll study how to actually configure this nutrient fluid…", Asher mumbled to himself and pretended to put on a very busy look.
'No, wait! What do you mean pretending?'
He was truly very busy.
World Tree Lily noticed Asher flipping through the inherited memory, and happily, eagerly… carried its flowerpot and ran to Asher's side.
["Hurry up and learn!"]
["Make more! You have to drink it too."]
Asher: "..."
Asher decided to pretend he didn't hear that.
'Wait till I finish configuring it first.'
———
[NY City Beast Tamer Alliance]
"Hmm?"
After only a few days, President Robb saw a resource application form from Asher's research institute.
President Robb first let out a chuckle.
Asher's research institute… How to say it?
Like an old ox. Eats grass, produces milk, and eats very little.
Made President Robb feel embarrassed sometimes.
This time probably the same.
Then the next second…
"Pfft—", President Robb had just lifted a teacup and taken a sip when he sprayed it out instantly.
"Cough cough! Cough cough cough!", President Robb coughed madly, as if tearing his lungs out.
While coughing, he didn't forget to look again at the application form.
'No way? Is this accidentally misplaced or what?'
'How could this… how could…'
Alright then, after confirming again and again, President Robb could be certain.
No mistake.
It was this one.
The materials listed on the application form were so many… they could rival a small portion of a city Beast Tamer Alliance's quarterly reported resources.
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