After getting his fill of the sea breeze and enjoying the pleasure of being a fief lord, Lin Mo turned and returned to the office building.
As soon as he went upstairs, he ran into Zhao Gang, who was holding a thick stack of documents and about to enter the office.
"Commander Lin, you're back?" Zhao Gang sounded somewhat surprised.
"Yes, Big Brother Zhao. Everything went smoothly over in Kona. Without any High-Ranking Demon Clan members, they couldn't cause much trouble."
"Oh? Tell me the details. Come in and sit down." Zhao Gang invited Lin Mo to sit on the sofa, deftly took out his treasured tea, and brewed two cups in a fluid series of movements.
Amid the curling fragrance of tea, Lin Mo gave him a rough account of what had happened in Kona.
Zhao Gang smiled as well. "It looks like no new Demon God has come over since Aker of the Demon Clan died. We should be able to enjoy some peaceful days."
Lin Mo nodded too. Then he asked curiously,
"How have things been on Terra lately? Have the figures been compiled?"
"Trade between the two worlds keeps growing. Has it caused any unexpected trouble?"
Hearing this, Zhao Gang lowered the tea he had been about to drink, calmly opened the documents, and reported,
"Everything has gone more smoothly than we could have imagined."
"The number of merchants registered in Great Xia who hold cross-world travel permits to do business with the various races has now passed the one-million mark!"
"The daily volume of goods handled is astronomical."
"Also, to deepen our economic ties, we've been actively bringing Terra's various races into Great Xia's Underground Cities to open specialty shops."
"So far, more than ten thousand Terran shops have opened in Great Xia."
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