You Were the Ones Who Attacked First

Xiao Ran had no idea that, by now, everyone in No Man's Land saw them as a thorn in their side.

After one robbery after another, Xiao Ran began to feel a headache coming on.

It seemed the bandits had gotten wind of them. One by one, they vanished without a trace.

And failing to gather enough supplies had also started to dampen Wu Man's spirits. "To synthesize the Fourth Generation, we need to make at least five more batches of Third Generation Cultivation Liquid. If we're counting on these guys to synthesize it bit by bit, who knows how long that'll take?"

Wu Man gloomily surveyed the space inside the mycelial ball. By now, a complete system of operations had taken shape within it.

The bandits assigned to Wu Man had already been given some basic training, and now they worked like machines.

Everyone had a different job.

Some were responsible for producing [Cultivation Liquid] and [Elemental Spores].

The materials were readily available. The bandits' hideout had no shortage of them.

The others produced [Gold Melting Liquid], which was then processed in the cultivation pool.

Every step was simple, like working on an assembly line. For these Consciousness Bodies, whose mental power wasn't particularly strong, it couldn't have been easier.

And all Xiao Ran had to pay in return was letting them parasitize his body.

Hearing Wu Man complain, Xiao Ran realized this couldn't go on. So he changed course and headed straight for the core district of No Man's Land.

Since trading was possible there, perhaps he could sell some Second Generation and Third Generation mycelium in exchange for enough resources.

That was Xiao Ran's plan. After all, he already had a substantial supply of Mutated Mycelium.

If some of the bandits hadn't been too weak mentally to