Don't Think About What You Can't Understand!

"Forget it. If I couldn't figure something out, I wouldn't dwell on it. Old Man probably had his own arrangements," Su Ye thought.

Just as he was about to continue fishing.

Beep beep beep!!

A private message notification rang out. Su Ye glanced over and saw that it was from Lin Xiaoxiao.

[Little Merchant: Boss, I'm back! Begging JPG!!]

[Otherworld Traveler: ??? What's with you? Planning to switch careers and become a beggar?]

[Little Merchant: Screw you. Sigh, a Demon World opened up recently. I was exhausted to death and nearly got wiped out. I'm so done. Good thing it wasn't a Zerg world, or you wouldn't be seeing me anymore, Boss.]

[Otherworld Traveler: If you know how to tell a story, tell more of it. Go on, I'm listening.]

[Little Merchant: ...Fine, no more nonsense. Boss, didn't you ask last time whether the new weapons were ready?]

Su Ye froze for a moment, then remembered that Lin Xiaoxiao really had mentioned it. New weapons?

[Otherworld Traveler: Yeah, there are some, but you might not be able to afford them.]

[Little Merchant: ???]

[Otherworld Traveler: Starship.]

[Little Merchant: Holy shit!!! Boss, isn't your tech tree a little too insane? You actually made that thing?]

[Otherworld Traveler: Yup!]

[Little Merchant: Awesome!! You really are something, Boss.]

[Otherworld Traveler: There are also some Platinum Rank weapons—suicide drones, Laser Swords, drone Mechas. Want any?]

[Little Merchant: Of course I do. But Boss, how do you think we should split the profits on these?]

[Otherworld Traveler: Mm, you don't need to provide the raw materials this time. How about you take a commission? Discuss the specifics with Wen Qingqing.]

[Little Merchant: ???? Wen Qingqing? Who's that?]

[Otherworld Traveler: My secretary. She's also my affiliate lord. I'll leave these matters to her from now on.]