No matter how eloquently you speak, it's better to present some finished products; only then can you truly convince your negotiation counterpart.
As the two reached an initial agreement, a flash of light appeared in Chen Feng's palm, and soon, a slender blade was in his hand. This blade was similar to a Miao knife, not rugged but giving off an exceptionally sharp feeling.
Miao knife.
To be more specific, this is a third-generation product of Order, and now, Order's weapons have entered the fourth generation and are even beginning mass production.
Chen Feng would not joke about Order's dominance, giving the outdated resources to traders and then profiting from them, thereby strengthening himself and researching more powerful weapons.
This might be something every bloody capitalist would be enthusiastic about.
Chen Feng had amassed a large quantity of resources in the broken dimension. At this moment, he tossed his arm, and the Miao knife shot toward Li.
"Chieftain!"
