I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 447 - 377: Summoned by the Marshal, Demigod

Chapter 447: Chapter 377: Summoned by the Marshal, Demigod

The warriors evacuated from the Demon Suppression Abyss were not disbanded on the spot, but were uniformly settled on Iron Wood Star.

The Military Department needed to tally casualties, settle merits, and make subsequent arrangements here.

Returning to Iron Wood Star, Qin Tian clearly noticed that the atmosphere here was completely different from before the war.

Previously, Iron Wood Star was like a giant war fortress, with warriors patrolling the streets everywhere. Leisure and entertainment were rare, and even the air carried a serious and solemn aura.

But this time, the restaurants on both sides of the streets had already hung up wooden signs saying “Welcome home, heroes,” and steam mixed with the smell of meat wafted out from the back kitchens; the banners at the tavern entrances were glaringly red, with the words “Special celebratory spiritual wine” fluttering in the wind; and there were quite a few shops with “Post-war therapy” signs, with ambiguous lights flickering behind glass doors—sharp-eyed folks knew what was going on inside, yet the Military Department turned a blind eye.

The war was too cruel; the pressure and hostility accumulated by the warriors on the edge of life and death needed an outlet for release.

For men, what was the best way to relax?

Of course it’s—

“Drink!!!”

Lan Qiancheng’s face was flushed red, one arm tightly around Qin Tian’s shoulders, and with the other hand he grabbed a glass, downing three large cups of strong liquor.

This liquor wasn’t ordinary stuff; it was brewed with spiritual rice mixed with more than a dozen herbs nourishing qi and blood. To ordinary people, it was akin to a poison that corroded the intestines, and even Tier Two and Tier Three Spiritualists would feel dizzy after a few cups.

“Qin Tian, I’ve finished, now it’s your turn.” Lan Qiancheng’s tongue was starting to twist.

The Golden Bloodline disciples nearby weren’t much better off, each with dazed eyes and unnaturally flushed cheeks, clearly having drunk too much.

“Alright!”

Qin Tian grabbed the jug, poured three cups, raised his head and drank, crisp and efficient.

“Amazing!!!”

A burst of cheers erupted around him, and even those with hazy drunk eyes steadied themselves against the table to look at Qin Tian with admiration.

Initially, it was just a peaceful drinking contest, you toast me a cup, I toast you back, the sound of clinking glasses mixed with laughter and bustle, gradually warming the atmosphere.

But as the drinking continued, everyone was stunned to find—Qin Tian seemed to not get drunk at all!

Even Dongfang Yu, the strongest among them, showed signs of drunkenness after a few bottles of spiritual wine, speaking half a beat slower.

In contrast, Qin Tian remained unperturbed, his gaze clear, as though he’d drank not liquor but regular spring water.

Realizing this, the group changed tactics, taking turns to toast Qin Tian.

It started with only three or four people, but eventually turned into Qin Tian challenging a dozen or more.

Even so, when the whole table of people were slumped over, talking nonsense, Qin Tian only appeared slightly tipsy, still sitting upright.

His capacity for alcohol was like a gluttonous giant beast, making even Dongfang Yu feel inferior, able only to collapse onto his chair, giving Qin Tian a thumbs-up while secretly marveling.

After leaving the Demon Suppression Abyss, he immediately investigated Qin Tian through clan channels, and the results surprised him.

Qin Tian had countless connections with the Dongfang Family.

In the recent Azure Wood Star Realm genius contest, Qin Tian was recommended by the Dongfang Family as an examiner, and when the genius contest was disrupted by the Blood Demon Cult, nearly costing the lives of many finalists, it was Qin Tian who turned the tide, ensuring the safety of the geniuses.

Following the contest, the family’s Great Elder personally received Qin Tian, gifting him treasures as a sign of gratitude.

The records showed that the Dongfang Family had tried to recruit Qin Tian, but this was personally rejected by the Great Elder, mainly due to Qin Tian’s status as an elite cultivated by the Seventh Bureau.

The Seventh Bureau explicitly stated that with Qin Tian’s character and ability, he was bound to enter the Imperial Capital in the future to work under Marshal Lin, and hoped the Dongfang Family would refrain from any futile recruitment attempts.

On account of this, the attempt to recruit Qin Tian was completely abandoned.

However, a few months ago, the Dongfang Family managed to establish a business partnership with Qin Tian.

Qin Tian’s company developed a product called “Youth Potion,” which had miraculous anti-aging and beauty effects. Qin Tian actively invited the Dongfang Family into this business, resulting in their cooperation.

In just a month, the Youth Potion was officially launched, causing a strong market response, not only in the Azure Wood Star Realm but also attracting attention from other Eight Great Star Realms.

Now, the Youth Potion is in such demand that it’s hard to find, with prices soaring, becoming the top revenue-generating product for the Dongfang Family in the past month.

As one of the major shareholders, Qin Tian’s profit from this was enviable even to those of the Holy Blood direct lineage.

Now, Dongfang Yu no longer considered recruitment but treated Qin Tian as a genuine friend.

“Qin Tian.”

Dongfang Yu, holding a glass of wine, approached Qin Tian with a smile in his voice, his gaze sweeping over the messy spectacle on the table, then turned his words: “I found out we are not only comrades but also business partners.”

Qin Tian smiled slightly, raised his glass for a light clink, the crisp “ding” of glass meeting glass: “Then I must ask Young Master Yu to take good care of my business in the future.”

He knew in his heart that Dongfang Yu must have investigated him and understood his ties with the Dongfang Family.

“Care is out of the question.” Dongfang Yu shook his head, downing the wine in his cup and tilting it upside down, “The Youth Potion is like an inexhaustible gold mine, now a prized possession in the family’s eyes. With my current access, I can barely touch its edges.”