"Oh, oh, that is quite the wild. You want to regulate the temperate in an entire planet, is that even possible?" Mok Jun-Seo scoffed after Raith had tabled the matter before him.
But the blank expression on Raith's regardless of his response informed him of Raith's seriousness.
"Wait, you can't be serious."
"I am,"
"How in the world will you do that?"
"I will find a way. We need to go to Antarctica." Raith said.
Mok Jun-Seo sighed, "Man, we are so broke. There's no way we can handle the travel expenses to Antarctica at a time like this." He told Raith shaking his head pitifully.
"What about gold? What if we sell a lot of gold?" Raith suggested.
"Well, I guess that could work but where are we supposed to see gold?" Mok Jun-Seo worried.
Raith closed his eyes and snapped his finger. Immediately two random foot soldiers of his rose from the shadows holding a very large box each.
