To be honest, Chen Yu didn't really want the factory to have products of its own right now.
As long as there were no products, there was no risk of making money. This place would keep needing his investment, becoming his reverse blood bank.
But spreading My Factory to the outside world was one of his dreams. After all, Heaven Origin only had ten thousand cultivators, so the upper limit for acquiring Negative Emotions was right there.
But there were far more than ten million cultivators outside. If they could all become sources of his Negative Emotions, he would advance by leaps and bounds, and his mana would be through the roof.
And if he could establish contact with the outside world, he could buy all sorts of spiritual pills, wondrous medicines, magical artifacts, and strange treasures. His cultivation would improve at an incredible rate too.
After weighing both sides, Chen Yu felt the risk was worth taking.
So he looked at Zhong Zheng and asked seriously, "Does Mr. Zhong have any ideas?"
"I can't say too much. Longevity Continent is especially strict about this sort of thing, and one careless move could violate some rule or another. But what I want to say is that directly exporting Dreamscapes is illegal, while freebies aren't."
Zhong Zheng stood up, leaving Chen Yu time to think while preparing to depart himself.
Though he hadn't gotten to tighten any screws, he had seen the factory he'd been longing for and met Morning Light, whom he'd always wanted to meet. This trip hadn't been in vain.
Suddenly, he remembered that he seemed to have missed something. He immediately turned back and said to Chen Yu, "Could you give me an autograph? Just write, 'To Mr. Zhong Zheng.'"
"Sure. Where should I sign it?"
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