After drinking and returning home from Flower Language Street, Su Mo slept in until he naturally woke up the next day.
Upon getting up, he went to the office and opened the financial statements, browsing through them carefully.
The trip to Saint Rivelan had cost a lot of money, and with everyone on vacation, no orders were taken, and expenses continued, making the recent accounts look unappealing.
The Mercenary Corps was expanding rapidly, needing money everywhere, especially for "Future," a money-devouring beast. The experiments were getting larger, and equipment demands were increasing, often costing millions—without some income, it was really hard to sustain.
Su Mo leaned on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, talking to himself: "Oh, all the current orders are too small, only a few ten thousand per order. I can only pile them up... I really hope a big order comes along soon."
In the afternoon, while Su Mo was organizing files in the office, he suddenly received a call from KK.
