"A giant creature with an average length of 50 meters, excreting four or five tons shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"No problem."
"It usually eats rocks, has a slow digestion, and excretes once every three days without any issue, right?"
"Also no problem."
"Then if because I am still alive, you end up with an average of 1.5 tons less Sky Steel Ore each day, what do you think?"
"I'm not particularly sure about the price of Sky Steel Ore, but the price of ingots starts at one thousand per gram, a thousand grams is a million, and a ton is ten billion."
Old Wu suddenly went silent.
And Chen Ming casually placed all the materials he had just taken out of the box on the workbench, categorizing them as if he suddenly remembered something, and said: "Oh, also."
"I just mentioned only one, but Air Fish are social creatures, with group sizes ranging from fifty to one hundred or so, why don't you calculate?"
"Ha... listening to you, I kinda feel like doing something."
