"Hmph—I knew you came for this." Mr. Chilom said grumpily.
"Making money is secondary, updating equipment requires a lot of money, please be understanding."
Saying this, Yang Yu placed various foods extracted from the system on the table.
Mr. Chilom tasted one, and his deep-set eyes instantly brightened. He began eating quickly, being captivated by the unique flavors of the various snacks and treats.
The troubling matter of how to end this war was temporarily put aside.
After a long time, Mr. Chilom patted his belly in satisfaction:
"Kid, I've been in a bad mood lately.
You've brought so many good things, you really didn't disappoint me.
Tell me, how much do you want? As long as it's not too excessive, I'll give it to you."
Yang Yu interlaced his fingers, placing his elbows on the table: "Being able to satisfy Mr. Chilom is better than anything else.
I have something else I want to give you, it's a secret formula.
You'll undoubtedly be surprised when you see it.
