"Of course I need you to find those materials for me. Otherwise, how am I supposed to manufacture the products?"
Bulma said excitedly, "I used the Smart Brain you gave me to look things up. I've already made a list of everything in the Musli Empire's virtual world and put it all in the shopping cart. The bill has been sent to your account, and all that's left is for you to pay it."
"If you hadn't shown up in the next couple of days, I really would've gone straight to your house and asked Mr. Son where you went."
Son Gohan's face twitched slightly as he listened. He subconsciously activated the Smart Brain with his mind and, sure enough, found the bill in his virtual-world mailbox.
"Holy shit!"
The moment Son Gohan saw the incomparably lengthy bill, his head began to spin. But that was not what mattered. What mattered was the final total at the bottom.
The string of numbers made Son Gohan dizzy. Put in the simplest, easiest-to-understand terms—
The total price of this purchase order was 686.72 billion, converted into terms of spending power from his previous life in China.
It was an astonishing sum—no, a sum that even a small or medium-sized country would struggle to produce.
Although Son Gohan had received a sum of money from the Musli Empire before, and later received monthly imperial dividends as an Honorary Councilor of the Musli Empire and a Protector of the Empire—
Even combined, it amounted to less than seventy billion, barely a fraction of the purchase order's total.
"W-what exactly did you buy for it to cost this much?"
Even Son Gohan, who was usually calm, found his voice trembling.
Bulma immediately began counting on her fingers. "Nothing much. Forty-five percent of it is industrial