Immortality

Now, the other side seemed to have kicked the ball directly to Wang Ye.

We've taken your move. Now it's your turn—will you keep making trouble, or retreat?

Still, it made sense. The other side had no idea how many contingencies they had arranged in this city. It was probably something like their headquarters. If his side could throw them into disarray just by causing a little trouble, then this so-called organization behind them would be a joke.

So...

Wang Ye fell into a dilemma.

He had the feeling that no matter how much trouble he made next, it would be pointless—unless he hardened his heart and slaughtered the entire city.

But he couldn't bring himself to do that.

Though the people of Scavenger City were hardly good people, it was an entire city.

Still, leaving just like this felt like slinking away in defeat. It was far too humiliating, and he hadn't come away empty-handed yet.

Just then.

A sharp gust suddenly rose from the shadows, and an object hurtled toward him.

Wang Ye frowned slightly and raised his hand to catch it. When he looked back toward the shadows, a figure seemed to flash past before blending into the crowd and disappearing.

When his gaze fell upon the object, he could not help but laugh bitterly.

A cloth sack.

The kind of alms bag exclusive to the Buddha Kingdom—a storage container.

It was filled with relatively common supernatural items, along with a few somewhat more precious fruits.

There was nothing exceptionally valuable, but the advantage was... there was plenty of it.

They really fucking understood his personality. Knowing that he was caught in a dilemma, they directly offered him benefits to send him on his way.

Fuck!

But this also showed that, at least for the moment, they