"Uh, I put it there last night and forgot to put it back. I figured it was Dark-type, so it could mine at night."
Zhou Yue admitted it with a guilty look.
By now, Zhong Yi had picked a fight with Depresso.
"What are you looking at?! Go home and eat crap!"
Cursing, Zhong Yi stuffed Depresso back into the Palbox and brought out a Flopie to mine instead.
Its level-two mining skill was just enough to mine Metal Ore, but it was hardly efficient.
The four of them had exhausted their supplies. Whenever Robinquill crafted a high-quality Pal Sphere, whoever grabbed it first got to keep it.
"We can't keep going like this!"
Zhong Yi waved a hand, his expression grave.
"Old Zhong, you're just too slow. You haven't managed to grab a single one..."
Zhou Yue grinned as he teased him.
"Bah! I mean we're running far too short on resources. We can't just sit around the base waiting!"
Exposed, Zhong Yi flushed, then turned toward the Monitoring Stand.
It was a facility built specifically to oversee work at the base.
They could use it to assign Pals jobs around the base and control how hard they worked.
There were four work settings: relaxed, normal, hard, and very hard.
Until now, they hadn't needed many resources. When they ran short of Metal Ore, they had even gone to mine the natural deposits behind the Ruined Sect themselves. Life at the base had been leisurely.
But things were different now. Resource production couldn't keep up with their daily needs.
"How about... we turn up the work intensity?"
Zhong Yi swallowed, his eyes gleaming.
"Uh, Senior Brother, didn't you say Pals would get sick if they worked too hard...?"
Mu Yawen blinked and spoke softly.
"Oh, if they get sick,