"Lord, the trade has been settled," Jia Siwei connected with Fang Jie's communication.
A glimmer of joy flashed in Fang Jie's eyes; he hadn't expected his casual move to actually have an effect.
Originally, cultivating farmland and planting food crops were mere reactions to his genes acting up, unwilling to leave the land fallow.
He thought it was just about selling off the crops, collecting some useless items; he hadn't anticipated it developing to this current state. With these materials, he would be able to mass-produce Alchemy Puppets.
Even if he made contact with other forces in the future, he now had two identities.
One was the leader of the Undead City, and the other was a representative of the Alchemy Force, which seemed quite nice.
"Very good, well done. So, what are your plans next?"
