Spirit Rice Meal! Immortal Spirit Pill's Energy Points

Time slipped by swiftly as Zhang Lingshan refined.

Clang!

The bell suddenly rang.

Wei Sheng said, "They're about to serve the meal, Brother Shan. Once you finish refining this piece, you can stop. Someone will bring the food in fifteen minutes."

"Bring food?"

Zhang Lingshan asked in puzzlement, "What kind of food? How many meals do they provide a day? How do we tell how many days have passed? What time is it now?"

Wei Sheng said, "The food is Spirit Rice, good stuff only found in the Immortal Realm. It contains Immortal Spirit Qi.

"Supposedly there's an even higher-grade Immortal Rice, but that's what the nobles eat. We don't have that kind of fortune.

"As for how many meals they provide a day, there's only one, this one at night.

"When they hand out the meal, they'll also give rewards based on your work performance today.

"Brother Shan, you refined ten pieces, but since half the day had already passed by the time you came, they'll probably calculate your reward as eight pieces. That means eight bottles of Immortal Spirit Pills."

As Wei Sheng spoke, he said enviously, "Getting a reward of eight bottles of Immortal Spirit Pills right after arriving—Brother Shan is definitely the first person in all these years. Forget Iron Rank; in the future, you'll surely rise to the higher Copper Rank, maybe even Silver Rank."

After saying that, he continued answering Zhang Lingshan's earlier questions. "One bell means today is over and we can rest. In the morning, it'll ring once more, and then we can start working. As for what time it is now, I don't know, but it should probably be around midnight."

This refining hall had no windows, so there was no way to tell how much time had passed. That was