The meeting adjourned.
Allen politely declined Vera's dinner invitation, passed through Hub City's portal array alone, and returned to the Great Library Plane.
Deep Blue Residence.
He pushed open the door to his study and, without turning on the lights, went straight to the main control console and sat down.
The sea outside the window was swallowed by the night. Occasionally, the phosphorescent glow of a deep-sea behemoth swimming below would shine up from the depths, outlining its vague form.
"Jarvis, pull up the financial summary for the last six months."
[Retrieved.]
A light screen silently unfolded, displaying Weisren Heavy Industry's business data for the last two quarters in neat rows.
The Golem division's net profit totaled 17.1 million Low-Level Magic Stones, while the educational aids and environmental protection divisions had a combined profit of 6.87 million. Allen's personal share was 14.38 million Low-Level Magic Stones.
