A Grand Display of Force! The Zhang Family's Little Scheme!

After spending more than half a year making his way through Deep Sea World, Su Mo had successfully learned far too many survival principles he had not understood before.

For example, how to build and manage a territory from nothing, as well as the combat skills needed to pass through a crowd of beauties without getting a leaf stuck to one's body.

The dozen or so disasters on the wasteland, and his frequent walks between life and death, had also ensured that he was no longer the inexperienced youth who had first crossed over to the wasteland.

In Sun Quan's or Zhang Da's eyes, the Trading Permit was probably of great importance. It had to be personally approved by Chen Shen for it to be considered proper.

But Su Mo immediately sensed something clearly.

This was a test from Chen Shen—a test constrained by the rules! "What? Su Ge, Mayor Chen wants to see you?" Sun Quan was dumbfounded when he heard Su Mo talking to himself.

Before he could react, though, Su Mo smiled and smoothly changed the subject. "How big is the shortfall in our Trading Points now?"

"Eight hundred thousand. We still need at least eight hundred thousand Contribution Points!" Zhang Da answered from the side. Then, realizing that he might have embarrassed Sun Quan, he hurriedly explained, "We still had five hundred thousand in our accounts before, but four hundred thousand of that has to pay for manufacturing that batch of Energy Stone Sickles, so our actual working capital is only around one hundred thousand."

"We hired fourteen thousand workers in total. Four thousand are full-time workers, while the remaining ten thousand are part-time workers. The full-time workers earn around one hundred points each, which requires four hundred thousand points. The part-time workers earn a little