"Of course, that sounds good!"
The Great Elder's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise: "Can you solve this virus issue?"
They hadn't even identified the virus, so it was naturally difficult for them to solve it.
"I have a seventy percent chance, but I need some time. Let's first discuss the payments. What price are you prepared to pay? I need iron ore and various resources, no need for Murphy Stone. You have three chances to offer a price."
"If I'm tempted, I'll stay and help you solve this."
"If not, then we'll meet again if destined, and..."
Before Chen Mang could finish, the Great Elder seriously looked at Chen Mang: "All resources. As long as you can solve this problem, and let the Rough Civilization have a Divine Arrow, all the resources of the Rough Civilization will be yours!"
"Including this territory and mining star, they will be yours."
"This civilization territory spanning billions of light-years is also yours."
"..."
