Qin Fen read Monkey's message, filled with emotion. The guy had finally wised up. Old Ox had been the first to take the plunge, but karaoke wasn't the finish line. Bars and foot massages-a full package-were where the real money lay. Not only would they stimulate the economy, they would also create jobs for the lesser demons. What a good thing!
As for Monkey, he had a whole horde of monkeys under him. All they did every day was run around the mountain or pick lice off each other. What future was there in that? If Wukong hadn't been so formidable, who knew how many times those little monkeys would have been preyed upon? Ultimately, strength was what mattered. Only by breaking with convention could Flower-Fruit Mountain prosper and the lesser demons enjoy better lives.
"Gather your people and use mobile communications. Connect the territories of the Human Tribe and the Demon Tribe through phones, transport goods, link north and south, and open up new markets. Establish central logistics parks across the four great continents!" After some thought, Qin Fen sent over his ideas.
Sun Wukong had sent his message that morning, but Qin Fen had been busy with disaster relief and hadn't replied. Only now did he have some free time. Monkey was impatient by nature, and the endless wait had left him frustrated. He was still muttering about it.
"Do you think Dongwang Gong hasn't had time to reply because he's been so busy lately?" Monkey was uneasy. Normally, he feared neither heaven nor earth, but dealing with that dung pit put him under considerable pressure. Dongwang Gong possessed extraordinary strength, extensive connections, and the greatest influence in the Heavenly Court. He had long since left the Jade Emperor struggling to breathe under the pressure. The recent mobile