Profiting from the Sun Moon Empire's National Crisis Is Still Profiting from a National Crisis

Watching the Purple-level Skeleton under Chen Ping's control clack forward, Ning Tian could not help but find it amusing.

"You look pretty cute like this."

Chen Ping rolled his eyes, then realized that the skeleton he was controlling did not even have eyes. He could only say helplessly, "Hurry up. We need to make the most of our time."

"Almost all the experts have gathered over there. If things develop smoothly, even the Rank Nine Soul Engineer stationed here will have been transferred away. How much profit we can reap as fishermen depends on this half hour."

"Mm." Ning Tian agreed, and the expressions of the others gradually turned serious as well.

This time, Chen Ping was fighting on three fronts. By himself, he was orchestrating three major events that were independent yet inextricably linked. If anything went wrong on either side, they could lose everything, so he was understandably tense.

Following the small path beside the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, the group easily bypassed the soldiers guarding the outside. Before long, they arrived outside the courtyard where Chen An had met with someone before.

At that moment, the rumbling in the distant sky, like rolling thunder, grew increasingly louder. Dark green, black, and yellow lights continuously erupted overhead.

Although the battlefield was high in the sky, they could still feel its grandeur from so far away.

A trace of regret appeared in Chen Ping's eyes. If there had not been something more important to do here, he truly wanted to watch the clash between the strongest experts of this era!

The one on duty today was precisely the middle-aged man surnamed Li who had met with Chen An that day.

He stood in the courtyard, appearing calm on the surface, but a hint of anxiety occasionally flashed