After giving out the Orange Equipment and assigning all kinds of tasks, Gong Lingyu no longer focused all her attention on Gu Xi.
She was usually busy as well, so she took this opportunity to assess her disciples' progress.
As the senior brothers were called over one by one for questioning,
the remaining senior and junior brothers gathered around Gu Xi and chatted with him in small groups about Death City's specialties.
It was clear that they normally held internal exchanges.
Gu Xi did not actually have many specialties he could offer. Grass Return Pills counted as one, Finger Iron Hands counted as another, along with things like dried vines.
Oh, Poison Peach Mountain had also produced a specialty recently called Poison Peaches.
They could be fed to the undead.
After undead ate them, they would gain a poisonous effect themselves. If they ate too many, they could even spread plague, which was especially difficult to cure.
Yet Gu Xi had never expected that things like Grass Return Pills were unpopular in the Real World. Instead, the Poison Peaches greatly pleased the senior brothers, and every one of them ordered a batch.
When Gu Xi asked about this, several senior brothers burst into laughter.
"Can't understand it, right? Actually, it isn't that we senior brothers don't trust you. It's just that for people like us, with Death Cities of our own, shouldn't improving ourselves depend on our own constitutions?
For many things, we still trust what we grow ourselves.
Take Su Zhou, for instance. What he usually drinks is Fruit Crystal Tea produced after slimes absorb corpses.
Can you understand the reason behind that?"
"Are you afraid someone will choke off the supply?"
Gu Xi thought for a moment before asking.
"That's right. Things like your Poison Peaches won't affect