Plundering the World, Three Mountains One Sea Forty-Two Worlds

These new ideas and methods were not only the secret to making money, but also the direction his forces would develop in the future.

After all, they could choose not to take on projects, but they absolutely had to maintain their own forces.

With that in mind, everyone gradually departed, preparing to return home and sort through their thoughts properly.

At this moment, only the representatives of the six Forbidden Grounds remained by Chen Changsheng's side.

"Why did you keep us behind? We saw so many new things today. We need to go back and think them over carefully."

Mao Weng voiced a mild complaint about Chen Changsheng's actions.

Chen Changsheng smiled. "They're just little tricks. There's no need for everyone to take them so seriously."

"With your intelligence, even without my reminder, you would have come up with similar methods sooner or later. You simply hadn't been in the mood to study these things before."

"I kept you here because I have a few small matters to ask about."

"What is it?"

"What is the Great World I'm in called?"

"And roughly how is this world laid out?"

Hearing this question, Mao Weng's smile faded. He said calmly, "Why are you asking this? With your status and strength, is there anyone left who would dare provoke you?"

"I'm simply curious. If I live in this world yet don't even know its name, wouldn't that be far too embarrassing?"

Mao Weng hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"The place we inhabit contains countless worlds, large and small."

"It has no specific name, but we are accustomed to calling it an 'Epoch.'"

"Within this 'Epoch,' the worlds that hold dominant positions are..."

"You talk too much."

Before Mao Weng could finish, Wang Zun coldly interrupted him from the side.

Mao Weng