Alvin looked at Zhang Qiang curiously. "What did I forget?"
Zhang Qiang reluctantly summoned his Flying Sword and showed it to him. "The spirit-smelting technology.
Hunting Monstrous Beasts doesn't make sense, but hunting Demons does, doesn't it?
We agreed to share this technology. Have you really forgotten?"
Alvin frowned at Zhang Qiang. "I didn't forget. So?"
Zhang Qiang slapped his forehead and said, utterly exasperated, "Come on, man, Russell left two days ago. How can you be so unconcerned?"
Alvin heard him and said, "Oh," then added, "I completely forgot. Russell must've gone after Adam.
I wonder if he's found the Demons' lair yet.
But it's no big deal. If he can't handle it, he'll call me."
Zhang Qiang shook his head with a wry smile. "Russell's a Madman. He even paid a fortune to get the Madmen from the Demon Hunters Guild to work with him.
The Demons are valuable now, man. You have to capture them alive. Alive.
The blank Soul Crystals in the hands of Prince Moloch of Hell are excellent containers and cages. If you catch them alive, we can pay for that material.
If that doesn't work, I can send people to capture them myself.
This spirit-smelting technology is a major step toward ancient technology. Don't waste those valuable materials."
Alvin nodded as he realized what Zhang Qiang meant. "I'll call Russell and Yan Shuangying later..."
As he spoke, Alvin looked at Stark. "Why don't you go back and keep an eye on things? Aren't you interested in this stuff?"
Stark looked at Alvin as if he were some kind of alien. "You do know Dr. Yinsen has already taken over the project, right?
That guy's a miser. He says it's a school project, so he won't let me get involved."
Stark saw Alvin's awkward