This money came too fast.
Honestly, 1.8 million and 30 million are the same concept to Lin Li now—astronomical figures.
The last time Lin Li used the millions to describe something, it was the pixels of a smartphone.
"So what are you lacking the most right now?" Lin Li unceremoniously stuffed the bag of fortune into his backpack and then asked.
"Food, energy-supplementing food, like the chocolate you gave Ye Jing," Shi Dongchen immediately replied, "Or the most quickly-grown and easily-cultivated plant seeds in your world. These are the two things we lack the most now."
"Okay, got it. I'll bring some over the next time I come," Lin Li nodded.
If the recent incident hadn't happened, Lin Li would describe how much he'd bring, making a promise.
But now, forget it; whether to bring more or less, it all depends on his mood.
"May I ask, Little Brother Lin, when will you be back next time?" Shi Dongchen cautiously asked.
"I don't know."
Lin Li gave a top-notch response.
