This transaction satisfied all parties. The Dragon Race's dignity was preserved, the Red-Scaled Flood Dragon Race's dignity was preserved, and both the dignity and practical interests of the Wind-Fire Flood Dragon Race were taken care of. Ascending Dragon Hall demonstrated its "professionalism," established its reputation, earned recognition from multiple sides, displayed its powerful medical capabilities and grace, and expanded its commercial reach.
Before Chu Fei could speak, Han Yanyu suddenly asked, "Master Chu, how much of this Ultra-Pure Metal can you produce?"
Without even thinking, Chu Fei replied, "Our overall output is not high for now. Last year, the total output of Ultra-Pure Metal of all grades was only sixteen million tons. That's equivalent to sixteen thousand tun. We expect production capacity to rise to thirty million tons over the next ten years."
Chu Fei owned Ultra-Pure Metal factories himself, while all the other producers needed to purchase his patents. Naturally, he knew the total output very well.
However, Chu Fei was still lying. Actual production capacity had already exceeded thirty million tons, but fourteen million tons were used for military construction and similar purposes. Sixteen million tons entered the market, and only a little over half of the total capacity was exported. The rest was consumed internally.
Sixteen million tons sounded like a lot, but it was actually very little. Chu Fei was not being sarcastic. Within the vast Mystic Dragon Domain, Ascending Dragon Hall's output was merely a drop in the bucket.
Furthermore, Ascending Dragon Hall had recently begun expanding such factories. The next wave of production capacity was expected to climb above one hundred million tons. Their plans for the future were rather insane. To prepare for a future world war, production capacity over the next century would explode until... it was everywhere.
As everyone knew, paving