When disaster struck, I became a big shot surviving in the ocean.

Signature rights?

Su Nan’s eyes flickered slightly, and the heart she had prepared to engage Chen Qing in a deadlocked contest suddenly calmed down.

"Agreed, ten thousand hectares of Extraordinary Soil, fifty centimeters."

Su Nan gritted her teeth but still agreed.

Chen Qing’s mechanical output wasn’t limited to just one, and she wanted the signature rights to prepare for the subsequent sales of other mechanical outputs. Making appropriate concessions was the only way to secure a ticket to the next round of negotiations.

Su Nan couldn’t resist this "temptation"; only by continuously creating profits for her family could she gain more.

She needed a long-term, stable channel for profit delivery.

Thinking this, Su Nan couldn’t help but look at Chen Qing with envy. Personal strength was indeed crucial.

Those pirates, although often despised, couldn’t be denied their carefree and unrestrained lives.

Reaching the level of White Immortal and Demon Dragon, they could call the wind and summon the rain, their every move capable of causing shifts in the Deep Blue Sea.

Hearing Su Nan’s response, Chen Qing’s eyebrows raised slightly.