All on Luck Alone

"So many!"

A burning light flashed in Qin Guan's eyes. "Let me see. Is this Origin Spirit Essence really that amazing?"

As he spoke, Qin Guan reached for the three pieces of Origin Spirit Essence in Zi Qing's hand.

But just as his hand was about to touch them, Zi Qing suddenly closed her fingers and swiftly stuffed all three pieces of Origin Spirit Essence into her pocket. "I found these."

Qin Guan's mouth twitched. Damn it, I've taken a huge loss!

There were plenty of treasures he'd never even seen before. With the Great Dao Restriction suppressing everything on Ghost Island, all the items seemed to have lost their Spiritual Power. There was no way to tell whether something was a treasure or trash.

Just then, Zi Qing suddenly said happily, "The supplies these six people brought are enough for us. They even have several Fishing Rods. We don't have to chop wood to trade for one anymore. We'll go fishing first thing tomorrow morning. There must be lots of treasures in this sea."

At Zi Qing's words, Qin Guan nodded slightly. Those six had delivered themselves right to their doorstep, solving many of their problems with survival.

"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and build a house!" Zi Qing suddenly ordered Qin Guan.

Qin Guan was very displeased. "You got the treasures, and I have to do all the work?"

At that, Zi Qing glared at Qin Guan. "I saved your life! If I hadn't just... if I hadn't sucked out the poison for you, you'd be lying flat on your back by now!"

Qin Guan grumbled, "Come give me a hand. I don't like teammates who do nothing but freeload."

Seeing Qin Guan reluctantly carry logs toward the shelter not far away, Zi Qing covered