Everyone, I picked up more unwanted trash today!! (.JPG)
Time flew by.
Ever since Void Mist Sea had successfully infiltrated the True Abundant Spirit Realm, although all he did for now was scavenge through trash, with OW as the main theme, it had to be said that this kind of life was truly blissful.
Because the things that were utterly useless to both sides of the war were, without a doubt, all good stuff to Ling Wuyuan, who had only just arrived here.
How should he put it?
The actual situation was probably like how, in all those cultivation novels, a broken stone by the roadside in the higher realm would be an exceedingly rare treasure in the lower realm.
Though to both sides of the war,
those scraps had already been studied inside and out countless years ago.
They were not even worth picking up.
But Void Mist Sea had never experienced that era. He was still at the stage of being so poor that his pockets jingled, finding everything novel, so he was naturally ravenous for the things neither side could be bothered to spare a glance at.
And so,
by continuously scavenging along the edges of the battlefield, Void Mist Sea not only improved in strength, but his knowledge level was soaring as well.
At the same time,
through constantly picking up trash and tracing various events back to their source through the karma attached to that trash, Void Mist Sea
was like a rat that had fallen into a rice bin, silently managing to obtain quite a bit of precious intelligence, giving him a greater understanding of the war's true state.
For example, he already knew that this war had lasted far longer than a mere ten thousand or hundred thousand years could describe. It had