After spending a year treasure-hunting in the Wasteland, the number of quality items he had accumulated could barely match what was in this room.
Fuck.
Qingfeng Village was this rich?
Wang Ye's eyes instantly turned red. At that moment, he even wanted to call Zhao Hai immediately and tell him that whatever they wanted to scheme against Qingfeng Village, whatever plans they had, they should fucking act now. Pin that Old Man down in Shangjing City, strip him naked, and search him carefully. There had to be some major loot on him.
But thinking about it, it was actually quite reasonable.
That Old Man might not have reached the level of a strategist, but he was definitely an ultimate scavenger.
While the gods were still asleep, he had already begun planning far ahead, digging up graves everywhere. And thinking carefully, what had Qingfeng Village been doing when Wang Ye had first learned of them?
Treasure hunting.
Every appearance Qingfeng Village made afterward had been related to treasures.
It was as if the entire village focused solely on finding treasures. During the Second Eternal Night and the Third Awakening of Eternal Night, the whole village had mobilized. When they encountered traps, they sent corpse puppets ahead to trigger them. Once they got the treasure, they ran without the slightest hesitation.
And the things produced from the depths of those tombs were especially good.
There was strength in numbers!
Even if Wang Ye's professional skills crushed Qingfeng Village's, they simply had too many people.
That was what had created this situation.
Wang Ye had never expected that one day, someone would flaunt their wealth before him and leave him dumbfounded.
The key was... judging by the Old Man and the girl's indifferent attitudes, this was clearly just a place for piling up