Time Is a Scarce Resource

Time Is a Scarce Resource

Zhong Zheng spoke for a full two hours, only stopping when everyone else had gone pale.

Looking at the others in confusion, he asked, "What's wrong with you all?"

"Master Zhong, rein in your powers," Chen Yu sighed.

"We've barely gotten started. The really explosive stuff is still coming. But don't spread any of this around. I finally became an honorary squad leader—I don't want to get removed right away."

"Take a breather first. I need one too. We all do. This is enough material for me to make a Dreamscape. Any more, and it won't be an ordinary Dreamscape—it'll be one that can send people inside."

"...Fine. Then I'll come help you sort it out."

When Zhong Zheng tried to stand, Chen Yu immediately said, "Don't. Just sit there and don't move. Watching you move around right now gives me some bad associations."

"Me too." Jiang Qiao covered her mouth, suppressing the urge to vomit. "I swear I'll obey the law from now on. A place like prison isn't for me."

"Me too. I'd rather be homeless than go to prison."

"I'm thinking of getting something for self-defense. If the Inspectorate comes, I'll kill them. I'd rather die than go there!"

"Let's do a group purchase, or ask Shao Lingyun to buy some illegal goods. Breaking the law is still better than falling into the Inspectorate's hands!"

"Exactly! If they accuse you of associating with Demonic Cultivators, you'd better actually be associating with Demonic Cultivators!"

Zhong Zheng's little prison stories had scared the entire group senseless.

At the thought of the horrifying consequences of falling into the Inspectorate's hands, they could not wait to get weapons so they could have a proper go at the Inspectorate when the time came.

Even Feng Le began