Ren Tu and the other two were discussing the flow of time, while Feng Jun was shocked to discover that this round of digging a pit... had actually used over twenty thousand Spirit Stones!
Looking at the enormous temporary insect nest he had dragged back, he could not help muttering, "That went a bit over budget."
It was not really over budget. With so many insects, and with the entire nest uprooted as well, how could there have been no energy expenditure?
But for someone caught in a financial crunch, over twenty thousand Spirit Stones... was truly a lot.
Fishing Elder True Venerable's Fish Basket, meanwhile, had already shrunk back to its ordinary form. Without Fishing Elder's control, it too floated through space.
Feng Jun put away those objects drifting through space—mainly the ones from other worlds—then selected Luo Hua's Footprint.
After returning to Luo Hua, he contacted the Guardians as usual.
This had become an understanding between them. Aside from the first batch of Insect Race barracks transported over, after Feng Jun had dealt with the latter two batches in space, he had still brought back samples.
First, he wanted to curry favor with the Guardians and see whether they could make use of any of the information—there was no avoiding that.
Feng Jun was a proud man, but someone who only knew pride and had no sense of reverence was simply an idiot.
Second, he did not want to leak information about the Blue Star Plane. Yet he was only a mere Golden Core cultivator. He could not identify every method used by powerful figures, so he could only rely on the Big Shots among the Guardians.
The Big Shots did not disappoint him. Regarding the latter two batches of Insect Race creatures, they grumbled a little, mainly