At the foot of Ginseng Mountain, on an open patch of ground.
Boss Zhao and a group of residents waited eagerly.
Young Master Huo's and Young Master Number Eight's teams had already been up the mountain for over an hour. No one knew how they had fared.
The two teams were competing to dig up ginseng. One possessed Divine Horse Detection Technology, while the other had extraordinary luck. No one knew how much ginseng they would ultimately find.
The most thrilling part was that if either side fell behind, they would have to pay a bet of 10,000 points of mental power for every ginseng root they trailed by.
It had to be said that this was at least the most exciting spectacle in over a decade!
"Tut, tut."
A resident squatted on the ground and wiped his nose. "That Young Master Huo is so rich, but his Master Four-Eyes looks like he's been drained dry by wine and women. If he ends up finding five fewer ginseng roots than Young Master Number Eight... tut, tut, that's 50,000 points of mental power!"
The person beside him bared his teeth. "Yeah, damn it, 50,000 points of mental power. I've never seen that much in my life, and I probably never will earn that much either!"
"Exactly!"
Another person drooled. "50,000 points! That's enough to sleep with pretty girls five hundred times! If it were me, I'd shoot straight into the heavens!"
Suddenly, an honest-looking man said, "What if Young Master Number Eight loses? I don't know why, but I have a pretty good impression of him. I don't want him to lose."
The first resident to speak suddenly frowned. "Brothers, how about this? If that Young Master Huo comes down with more ginseng later, should we take him out?"
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