Yu Lian froze. Yaxiu froze. Everyone else froze as well. Even Baka the bear-man wore a dumbfounded expression, despite being drenched head to toe in the sandfolk's reddish-brown blood and spilling viscera.
Even when Elder Hesen's two smooth halves of flesh hit the ground, everyone remained in a daze.
"Wh-who does this count for?" After quite a while, Yaxiu finally could not help asking.
"The biggest share naturally goes to him." Yu Lian matter-of-factly pointed at Baka the bear-man.
"Th-this, this..."
"It's unfair, right? You took the most wounds and put in the most effort, but I can testify that he dealt the most damage!" Yu Lian said with a straight face, suppressing a laugh.
"Sir, I-I don't need..." Looking ashamed and timid, Baka hurriedly shook his head. Ignoring his massive build, his blood-covered face, and the half a length of intestines hanging from his shoulder, he truly looked like an honest old farmer. Naturally, he would never dare compete for spoils with an "officer" like Yu Lian or an "Awakened master" like Yaxiu.
"Shut up. If I say you get a share, then you get a share!" Yu Lian said. He was in an excellent mood. The elder's death meant history had truly changed, and Senior Sister should not have to lie in a nutrient tank for half a year. As for who had killed him, or whether there would be one more person to split the spoils with, those were trivial side issues.
The bear-man sergeant silently shut his mouth and lowered his head. He still felt unworthy of it, his heart filled with unease, as though he were a melon thief who had eaten a landlord's watermelon.
Yu Lian shot him an exasperated glance, then looked at the several multicolored crystals that had formed on the corpse.