I, the Weakest Human, Start with a Hundredfold Bonus Talent！

Seeing the almost naked bodies, the gentlemen all looked away simultaneously.

Exiled Immortal was still young and naive about such things.

Qing was a battle maniac, only interested in fighting and excitement, with no interest in such matters.

As for John, he was forced.

John would not refuse beautiful things, but it didn't matter; someone else would refuse for him.

The vine firmly wrapped around his eyes was the best answer.

"You, you are not allowed to look!"

Elaria bit her lip gently, but her eyes couldn't move away from those fair bodies.

Looking at their size, then lowering their heads to look at their own, a thought simultaneously appeared in the minds of the three women.

"What's wrong with being small? Small is also cute!"

"Enough, Barry, let them go. Can't you see my friends aren't interested?"

Old Mac rolled his eyes, plopped down on the leather couch, and took a sip from his glass.

It wasn't that Old Mac didn't like women; it was simply that the dwarves' aesthetics were a bit different.

They preferred strong, robust women over these soft and voluptuous ones. What was the point of weak and delicate?

This was also why elves and dwarves often didn't get along.

Elves thought dwarves were all ugly brutes, while dwarves thought elves were all effeminate, without a real man among them. Such situations were common.

So, if someone wanted to seduce Old Mac, a few muscular women would likely suit his taste better.

"Did you hear that? Put the items down; they're not interested in you."

Barry smiled, placing the tray in front of Old Mac, and continued, "Old buddy, since you're here, I have a favor to ask."

"Don't care, no time, not interested."

Before Barry could finish, Old Mac interrupted him.

However, Barry was clearly accustomed to Old Mac's rudeness and just smiled without taking offense.

"Recently, several people tried to infiltrate the auction house and steal items. Fortunately, my subordinates were reliable and thwarted the thieves, but this incident highlighted a problem. I need to arm the auction house!

So, armor, weapons, the more, the better. Just name your price, it's not an issue!"

"I've already made it clear that I'm not intere—"

"Wait! Mac, don't be so quick to refuse."

Upon hearing this, John's eyes lit up, and he quickly covered Old Mac's furry mouth.

"Barry, right?"

"Yes, and you are...?"

"John, Mac's companion. You said you want to arm the auction house, correct? I happen to have some solutions. Would Barry be interested?"

Hearing this, Barry squinted and sized John up before smiling, "You forge weapons?"

"No, I know nothing about forging. However, I am an Alchemist, and a rather exceptional one at that."

Barry's reaction made John's heart skip a beat. Clearly, Barry was intrigued by John's identity.

"So you are the esteemed Alchemist! Please forgive my rudeness."

"No problem, Barry. Let's get back to the topic. I have three plans to arm your auction house.

First, golems. If Barry has any golem cores, even damaged ones, I can restore them to fully functional golems with combat power far surpassing Mac's.

Second, I can create contract scrolls.

If Barry can provide sufficiently precious offerings, you can summon powerful monsters, on par with or even surpassing the strength of Talcavano City's lord, and bind them with a contract.

As long as you provide the necessary sustenance, they will serve you indefinitely.

Third, I can craft branded armor and weapons.

By infusing chant essence, they can wield the power of magical brands.

However, Barry will need to gather the materials required for crafting the armor.

So, Barry, which plan interests you?"

Hearing John's words, Barry was dumbfounded.

He initially thought John was bragging. Maybe he was indeed an Alchemist, but his skills couldn't be that exceptional, given how young he was.

But looking at John's confident expression, it didn't seem like he was joking...

To say he wasn't tempted would be a lie. Strengthening the auction house's security and befriending a highly skilled Alchemist? Barry was, of course, very tempted.

However, alongside his temptation, Barry also considered the costs.

How much would he need to pay to get everything John mentioned and to secure the friendship of this esteemed Alchemist?

"So, esteemed Alchemist, what is the cost?"

"Barry, you're a smart man. But before I answer your question, I have a small request. Could I see the list of items for the upcoming days?"

"Of course!"

With a wave of his hand, Barry's left index finger ring flashed, and a list was presented to John.

"Please, take a look."

At this point, Barry somewhat understood John's intention. He planned to barter his alchemical skills for the items in the upcoming auction, which Barry had anticipated.

What truly concerned him was John's appetite.

After about twenty minutes, John meticulously examined every item on the list. During this time, Barry didn't show the slightest hint of impatience or displeasure, maintaining a smile throughout.

"I've finished reviewing the list. Thank you, Barry. Now we can discuss the terms."

"I'm all ears."

"First, I need you to fund the purchase of ten items for me. I've marked these items on the list.

Additionally, I need you to help me gather the materials listed here. Don't worry; I'll pay market price for them."

As a trade, I am willing to provide Barry with the second and third solutions. As for the golems, if Barry has golem cores, I wouldn't mind helping you repair them, though that would be at an additional cost."

Hearing this, Barry's smile stiffened.

The items John mentioned included seven [Legendary] quality items, two [Epic] quality items, and a super teleportation scroll that ignores restrictions, numbers, and distance. The initial estimate of the cost was around 1.5 billion.

This was an outrageous demand!

Unless the monsters John summoned were level 55 or higher and he was willing to craft 40 sets of branded armor and weapons, Barry would be at a significant loss, nearly losing everything!

As for golem cores?

How could he possibly have such things? Those valuable items were likely only found in major cities like Everglow or Spartonia!

With this in mind, Barry exhaled deeply.

"Esteemed Alchemist, your asking price is a bit too high for me to afford."

"Don't be so quick to refuse, Barry. I haven't finished yet. Regarding the monsters, I can guarantee they will be level 55 or higher. As for the armor and weapons, as long as you provide enough materials, I can craft fifty sets. This way, Barry, you won't suffer much of a loss, right?"

"Even so, it's still a bit..."

Barry was a businessman whose principle was to spend the least amount of money on the most profitable deals. This deal clearly didn't favor him.

As the two reached an impasse, Old Mac snorted impatiently and said, "Barry, I advise you to think carefully. What's more important: your immediate profit or establishing a good relationship with someone destined to become a legendary Alchemist like John?

If I were you, I wouldn't care about monster contracts and branded weapons. What matters is this relationship! Ten billion or so is just a significant expense for you, but don't cry poor to me. I know exactly how much wealth you have.

Be straightforward: yes or no!"

"Old buddy, you're putting me in a tough spot here..."

Barry sighed deeply and, after a long silence, finally made up his mind.

"Esteemed Alchemist, I agree to your proposal, but... I have one request."