The Agricultural School's villa, the Hall of the Grain God.
Here, Lu Mingyuan saw the Agricultural School's steward, Manager Wang, again.
But unlike yesterday, Manager Wang had shed his usual sternness. At that moment, he was grinning so broadly he could barely close his mouth.
How could Manager Wang not be happy? In just one morning, more than six thousand copies of this divine ability had sold. With the profits split fifty-fifty, the Agricultural School had already earned over three hundred thousand Luck Points.
What's more, according to the school's publicity department, sales would only accelerate as time went on. By conservative estimates, sales could reach five hundred thousand copies within three days, and might even break ten million during the ten-day protection period.
Ten million copies! By then, the Agricultural School would have easily earned five hundred million. Even after splitting the profits with headquarters and the other branches, they would still have nearly three hundred million left.
With that much, wouldn't the Changfeng City branch of the Agricultural School become far more powerful? And wouldn't that mean Wang Shangyi could make another breakthrough in his cultivation?
Not to mention, the young man before him was about to become a tycoon. When it came time to do research, Wang could ask him to sponsor a little. Wouldn't that be a win-win?
Thinking of all this, Manager Wang's smile grew even brighter.
"Mingyuan, you came at just the right time. We've just made an estimate, and sales of your divine ability could very well top ten million."
Hearing that sales might suddenly reach ten million, Lu Mingyuan also put on a delighted expression.
But inside, his heart gave a sudden thump. He'd expected this tool-like divine ability to catch on, but he hadn't imagined it would become this popular.
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