Jia Meng had cursed at people in the past, but after each time, she'd put extra effort into training her own abilities. The resentment she'd felt toward others had also lessened considerably.
Just then, an incident involving the Soul Force the villagers had worked so hard to gather happened to come up. The villagers called everyone together to discuss it.
Xia Bu left Jia Meng and Wu Mei behind at the Star Church, hoping the two of them could train there and get some proper rest.
As it happened, the next day, sunlight streamed through the window and fell across the broad hall, illuminating Jia Meng's face, which was full of disbelief.
It turned out Xia Bu had taken her away.
Jia Meng and Wu Mei had changed into the villagers' clothes, then sat at a table with the others. They watched as the villagers lined up, begging the Soul Force to help them.
Since the stone child and the vegetable girl had just come back from an expedition, Xia Bu had told them to take a few days off and rest before continuing.
"You spent the whole day yesterday helping the villagers?"
Jia Meng looked at the weary villagers' short, ragged hair, then turned to Wu Mei in surprise.
"Yeah. What's wrong? You look unhappy. Hahaha!"
Yesterday, it had only been Wu Mei and the others. He'd been the only one who'd gone all out, completely without reservation.
Today, with Jia Meng there alongside him, he'd gotten to relax quite a bit.
People's hearts were never satisfied; they always wanted more.
"You helped a lot of people yesterday, too, didn't you?"
Jia Meng looked at the line stretching so far she couldn't see its end, and couldn't help widening her eyes.
"Yesterday, there were fewer people than today. I