The Sorcerer Supreme came to Azeroth not merely to acquire all sorts of resources from this place unilaterally; he also gave something back.
Because he was a businessman, not a Marauder.
For instance, under the free trade agreement that had served as a condition back then, the Wilson Group acquired ore and furs from the Orcs, processed those materials back on its 40K Earth, and either placed the finished goods into military supply chains or sold them to other universes in exchange for other resources. Those resources were then processed again, and some of the finished products naturally flowed back into the Warcraft Universe.
The essence of commerce was the exchange of what each side lacked, the circulation of goods. It was just that most of what Su Ming sold here consisted of everyday necessities, such as laundry detergent, dish soap, and other small household goods Azeroth had never had before, followed by massive quantities of tobacco and alcohol.
Beyond that, he had also brought cultural products like mahjong to this world.
When Yrel had come to Stormwind Keep last time to discuss the Eredar joining the Alliance, she had stayed here for two months, mainly to learn Common Tongue and local customs. During her free time, she either went to Karazhan to play mahjong with Deathstroke and his apprentice, or searched Stormwind City for good food.
After all, this was one of the few reliable forms of entertainment in this world. The rest, such as fishing, archaeology, and pet battles, were bottomless pits that consumed enormous amounts of time—not things a faction leader like her should be doing.
So when Su Ming invited her to the table, she did not stand on ceremony. She propped the Amethyst Warhammer beside the table, flexed all ten fingers as though preparing to