What remains is the essence that cannot be sold.
Lu Yuan felt a surge of jealousy. This is just the first month after the gambling ended, and you've already earned over seventy points of "Luck," while my Greedy Demon God hasn't earned anything!
And I worked for you for free, creating a sheltered area.
You really deserve to die!
Old Cat chattered on while reporting the control data: "Our major infrastructure project must start immediately. The profits from selling a city are the highest! Even if a city is sold cheaply, it should still bring in a hundred points of Luck, right?"
"Once the Craftsman University is established, we can gain a considerable amount of labor to engage in infrastructural engravings."
"The development index within our humans has increased, and naturally generated Luck this year is not insignificant, possibly as much as one point... Thinking further, if this continues for a few hundred years, the National Treasury might overflow."
