Enmenam
Great Demon Li had not been fooling Qingyao Demoness. He could not bear to let the Azure Flood Dragon kill the prehistoric human they had gone to such lengths to revive just for a bite of food. Several hundred people had carried stone walls, offered up Spiritual Power, and then inexplicably fought a battle on top of that. After all that fussing for most of the day, wouldn't it all have been for nothing in the end?
Ding! The Saint's Association has acquired one prehistoric human corpse!
Needless to say, everyone involved probably had a mouthful of old blood to spit up. You demon, how ruthless!
So there was money to order a hundred roasted camels, and they really had prepared a hundred pit-roasted camels. It seemed to confirm Li Bai's words. Not far away, even excavators and heavy cranes had been brought in. Pit-roasted camels had a distinctly Arabian flavor.
Problems that could be solved with money were not problems.
The hired laborers were not merely busy to the point of madness. They were nearly busy enough to cry. Where had all these Monsters and Ghosts come from? How could they eat so much?
A roasted camel was not a roasted sheep. One was enough to fill the bellies of more than a hundred sturdy men. A hundred roasted camels could feed at least ten thousand people.
But were there ten thousand people here?
No!
There were not even enough people within twenty li to make up that number.
If they had not been paid in solid silver and real cash, these people might already have been tempted to draw their knives and fight for their lives. They clearly could not finish all the food, yet they insisted on making so many roasted camels. Was there any way