"Two!?"
Qin Feng immediately stopped and looked at Ren Huan, offering him some heartfelt encouragement. "The Minister of Revenue has performed exceptionally well this time. I truly appreciate you. The future of Great Qin is in your hands."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
After receiving the Qin Emperor's approval, Ren Huan seemed to have been injected with a shot of adrenaline.
Born a damn winner!
Master San Nong screamed inside, wishing he could go up and slap Ren Huan across the face.
The market had been perfectly healthy. It was people like this who ruined it. Even if he had to eat one less bite, he'd still smash someone else's bowl.
"Keep up the good work!"
Qin Feng continued dangling the carrot. "As long as you work hard and treat Great Qin like your own home, never mind two pieces of Divine Gear—even five or six aren't out of the question."
"Six pieces of Divine Gear!!"
Ren Huan began to breathe heavily, eager to burn himself up for Great Qin.
Ding-dong! Congratulations, host. You injured a Legendary Son of Heaven, leaving him gravely wounded. You received 500,000 Villain Points! Ding-dong! Congratulations, host. You injured an Epic Son of Heaven, leaving him gravely wounded. You received 1,000,000 Villain Points!
Still no Lucky Draw Opportunity!
Qin Feng sighed helplessly to himself and reluctantly opened the system panel.
He saw that his Villain Points had climbed to 82,570,820 again. With practiced ease, he called on the system to spend 20 million Villain Points to mature the Gourd Vine.
Ding-dong! Congratulations, host. You spent 1,000,000 Villain Points to mature the Great Innate Gourd Vine...
Twenty system notifications rang out in succession, and the Gourd Vine changed once more.
The yellow gourds, which had originally been about the size of