"The spatial fluctuations are so strong. They feel at least a hundred times stronger than the Spatial Ring in my hand. Wouldn't that mean more than ten thousand cubic meters?"
At that thought, Chen Mo's eyes gleamed with amusement.
It had fallen right into his lap without any effort.
Whatever he wanted, came to him. He suddenly felt a little like the chosen son of heaven.
After examining it more carefully, he discovered that the Space Stone at the heart of the mineral vein was clearly different in quality from the surrounding Space Stones. The closer to the core, the deeper the color of the Space Stones became.
The very core piece was even blood-red.
It was roughly the size of a fist.
"At this size... it should be enough to forge two or three Spatial Rings."
From a professional standpoint, Chen Mo gave his assessment.
As for whether that was truly the case, he could not be completely certain, since he had never forged a Spatial Ring before.
He would only know after actually trying it.
After cutting out the Space Stone, Chen Mo discovered that it could not be placed inside his Spatial Ring. He did not mind and simply tucked it into his sleeve, planning to begin forging it once he returned.
As for what came next, he first put the other Space Stones back underground. He had no interest in flying around through the air carrying several thousand cubic meters of stone.
They could stay here for now. It was not like he lacked money anyway.
If he truly ran out of money, he could just ask those wealthy people for some. Surely they would not refuse.
No powerhouse would worry about money. If one did, it could only mean that he was not strong enough.