Early the next morning, Chen Shouyi called Bai Xiaoling over.
April had quietly arrived.
The temperature had quickly warmed.
Bai Xiaoling wore a fitted dark-colored business suit and a pair of sheer black stockings that showed off her graceful figure.
"Chief Chen, what can I do for you?"
"I have a batch of demigod meat to deal with. Do you have any suggestions?"
Bai Xiaoling didn't find this strange. In the interview with Renren Daily, Chief Chen had said he'd killed a demigod in the other world. Almost everyone knew about it by now, so of course he hadn't let the demigod's corpse go to waste. He must have quite a bit on hand.
She thought it over and said, "The most convenient and hassle-free option would be to sell it to the provincial government. You definitely don't need to worry about the price."
Trying to force a deal on a legendary powerhouse who could slay gods would be foolish. Hadn't anyone noticed that no one had yet shown up at Chief Chen's door to demand that the God Corpse be handed over to the state in the name of the greater good?
"I know that, but... wouldn't the impact be a little too small?" Chen Shouyi said, looking somewhat embarrassed.
What did more money mean to him?
A hundred million, a billion, a hundred billion—it made no difference to him. They were just different numbers.
Any more than that... and even his bedroom cabinets wouldn't be able to hold it all.
Selling to the provincial government would certainly be convenient, but the whole thing would happen behind closed doors. It'd be like wearing splendid robes on a night walk; no one in society would even notice!
He wanted to keep a low profile, but for the sake of Faith