"Should we lower the capacity, President?" Julius asked, realizing his mistake.
"No. Since we could earn money, then increase it as much as possible." Nash shook his head.
Although it was hard, it was not without a solution.
Nash would just need to input the process to the [Control Module System], and his body could automatically purify all the potions.
The only trade-off was that, when he was purifying the potions, he couldn't condense his soul.
As for other things, whether it was uploading books from the Covenant Library or optimizing his module system, it was not a problem.
"I'm sorry, President. It seems I caused you trouble."
"Alright, stop being so pitiful. Since I built these industrial machines, then I agreed to your decision. No need to blame yourself."
Heaving a sigh of relief, Julius continued his report.
It had been three months since Nash and Camilla finished their honeymoon phase.
