Chen Changhe's Divine Realm now held three million Gretchin Orks.
That many Orks were enough to meet his production needs.
Chen Changhe even planned to have some of the Gretchin Orks abandon production and become combat troops.
Compared to Snotling Orks, the evolved Gretchin Orks were stronger in every attribute.
The warriors converted from them would be even more powerful.
Previously, it had only been because there were too few Gretchin Orks.
Chen Changhe had been forced to use them as a production race.
Now, that problem had been resolved.
There was no need for him to continue doing so.
Aileen's slender hands trembled as she looked at the attribute descriptions attached to the divine cards in her hands. She had never expected Chen Changhe to produce such impressive goods.
Were these the things he had supplied to the East China Military Corps?
No wonder the East China Military Corps had signed a supply contract with him.
Although she was not a divine creature, Aileen had a good eye.
She could see the value of these items.
Especially the Gretchin Submarines.
The vast majority of deities were weak when it came to ocean races.
A powerful weapon capable of changing that situation.
It would undoubtedly become a hit product.
And the Pump Wagons.
If their attribute descriptions were accurate, these vehicles could crush every similar product currently on the market.
They were the absolute ceiling for low-priced products.
At such an affordable price.
Even if one got blown up on the battlefield, one would still have to praise it as a bargain.
"But... what is this?"
Aileen pointed at the final stack of divine cards.
This stack was the thickest, containing more than a hundred cards.
Yet there were no labels on the cards, nor were there any explanatory descriptions.