This is 170 trillion.
If he can get all the iron ore in this city.
Chen Mang's breath gradually became rapid. Then his train would be almost invincible, pouring vast resources into it. He would have the confidence to rebuild his own civilization that very day, no longer having to hide and skulk around but instead stand openly and ask who dares defy him!
In comparison.
The Special Tool, Hell Brooch, seemed less important to him now.
If he had to choose between the two.
He still found the 170 trillion units of iron ore more enticing; compared to the former, the latter could actually be discarded.
Of course, the best outcome would be he gets both.
After some time.
Chen Mang's mood gradually calmed down, his mind spinning rapidly. The plan needed some adjustments, as it had deviated quite a bit from what was originally set, and there were more unexpected factors involved.
This necessitated constant plan adjustments.
It's normal.
