Wang Ji locked himself in Luo Xinlan's office for an entire week. Every day, he entered the virtual universe through the World Pearl and explored every corner of the commercial district.
"Webnovel authors really do make money!" Wang Ji sighed. "The virtual universe is a great thing. Its audience is far too broad. Even if most virtual-universe websites only cover a certain region, their audiences are still enormous. With such a large audience, webnovels naturally bring in high income!"
There were many people in the virtual universe, so every industry naturally flourished. Virtual games existed, and they were a massive industry.
There were virtual videos, virtual shows, and naturally, music and literature as well.
"So, should I really start a virtual-universe entertainment and culture company? Spread Earth's culture throughout the universe?" Wang Ji was dumbfounded.
"Still, ordinary entertainment and culture can only make a little money. The Milky Way alone has over two hundred thousand habitable planets! Do other planets not have entertainment and culture? Of course they do! It isn't rare at all."
"Still, I can't belittle myself. After all, I alone currently possess the cultural resources of an entire planet."
"What truly belongs solely to Earth, what is truly precious, might be... the classics of the ancient sages! After all, Earth's cultivation of the mind stands above the entire universe!" Wang Ji came to this realization.
However, that sort of thing was rather high-end. While he was still at a low level, it might not sell for a good price. Wang Ji pondered for a long time before firmly deciding on his path.
"Both the classics and the trash must be developed! Grasp both with both hands, and make both hands strong! The classics will take the high-end route—otherwise, it would disgrace the ancient sages. As for the