"We've struck it rich, struck it rich!"
As the saying goes, a person isn't rich without external wealth, and a horse isn't fat without night fodder!
Unexpected fortune is true fortune!
Lette stood before the stone pillar, excitedly rubbing his hands together.
He's not as carefree as he used to be now.
Back then, he traveled the world with Lilith, repairing and patching while having fun, doing what he considered meaningful as he went.
Living happily and joyfully.
But now, he bears more and more responsibilities, and although the sense of achievement has increased with fame and fortune coming uninvited,
the effort required has also increased.
Especially his current team, which is full of loopholes.
He couldn't even consider the clear division of labor and respective duties because even the most basic combat power and deterrence couldn't be established.
It's all due to his strenuous efforts, otherwise, the result would be dire.
