"Sir, what about the Spirit Hall going forward...?"
Inside the cabin, after a moment of silence, Bibi Dong was ultimately the first to break and ask.
"Everything stays the same."
Qin Feng waved a hand.
He only wanted to rule this little patch of land and draw a lottery whenever he had nothing better to do. Manage the Spirit Hall? He wanted to, sure, but the problem was that he had no idea how!
In his previous life, he had just been an ordinary office worker. If a company went bankrupt, he could simply find another one. He had never managed a company, much less a massive organization.
Still, he understood one thing: as long as his fists were big enough, that was all that mattered. As long as he was strong enough, the Spirit Hall would never dare turn the heavens upside down.
"Yes!"
Hearing that, Bibi Dong nodded and let out a sigh of relief.
"System, purchase sixteen Healing Pills."
Noticing Qiandao Liu's injuries, Qin Feng opened the System Mall and spent eight hundred thousand Shock Value to purchase sixteen Healing Pills.
He did not actually need to waste the Shock Value. Those injuries would not kill anyone, and they could easily hold out until they left the Xingdou Great Forest.
But he was not some skinflint. He was not that stingy. Since they were all his people now, why fuss over a million or so Shock Value?
After completing the purchase, Qin Feng exited the System Mall.
With a thought, sixteen palm-sized antique boxes appeared in his hands.
Bibi Dong and Qiandao Liu, who had been watching Qin Feng all along, narrowed their eyes slightly when they saw the boxes appear out of nowhere.
What kind of method was this? A Storage Soul Tool?
But she had