"Mm, I understand, Captain."
Chen Changming nodded in agreement, but his gaze had already swept rapidly over the surroundings as he spread out his divine sense, meticulously probing every inch of soil beneath the ground.
A moment later, his divine sense caught a familiar aura in the damp earth beside a rat hole.
It was a herbaceous plant, crimson from top to bottom, its leaves red as blood and its roots slightly swollen, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance unique to ginseng.
"Found it."
Chen Changming's divine sense continued downward, piercing several feet into the soil. Sure enough, he saw a Mystic Dragon Blood Ginseng roughly as thick as a finger lying quietly there. Its body was red as coral, its surface covered in fine patterns. Though it was not especially old, it was in excellent condition and remarkably well preserved.
"Captain, wait here for me."
Chen Changming spoke softly, and his figure abruptly vanished.
Within two breaths, he appeared beside the Mystic Dragon Blood Ginseng.
The moment he landed, a Golden-Toothed Ground Rat that happened to be passing by bristled all its black fur and let out a shrill, piercing cry of rage. Then it kicked off with all four paws and lunged viciously at Chen Changming like a black cannonball, its golden fangs gleaming coldly in the gloom.
Chen Changming did not even look at it, merely casually swatting with one hand.
As the force of his palm swept past, the air trembled faintly. A gentle yet irresistible power sent the Golden-Toothed Ground Rat flying. It flipped several times in midair before crashing into the mud several yards away, squeaking wildly. It was not seriously injured, only left dazed and disoriented by the blow.
Chen Changming had held back—
These Golden-Toothed Ground Rats were far too weak. Even the