"Ah, when it comes down to it, I'm just too damn weak!" Zhuo Wu sighed and motioned for Zeng Lei to help him onto one of the few handcarts in the group.
"Motherfucker. A whole year's worth of faith and devotion, and all the incense offerings I made over that year, gone. I'll have to wait another year to summon a Great Sage that powerful again. What a fucking loss."
"You're a badass, boss!" Remembering what Zhuo Wu had said earlier, Zeng Lei immediately shouted his praise.
Hearing him, the surrounding survivors shouted in unison, "You're a badass, boss!"
"Heh, heh." Zhuo Wu couldn't suppress his grin as he listened to them, chuckling smugly.
"But I'm still pretty damn impressive. One swing of my staff killed all those Anomalies. Even those stronger ones in the sky couldn't take my attack."
As he spoke, he pulled a dozen or so finger-sized supernatural materials from his pocket and tossed them to Zeng Lei.
"These are the materials those Anomalies dropped. Same as always-grind them up for ink."
"No idea what this stuff actually is, but it's damn good for drawing talismans."
"Oh, and put that eyeball, the black hair, the bark-looking stuff, and that dried-up biscuit-looking thing aside."
"Those came from the Anomalies in the sky. You probably can't process them, so I'll handle them myself later."
Zeng Lei solemnly nodded as he accepted the materials Zhuo Wu handed him.
"Got it, boss!"
Once Zeng Lei had taken them, Zhuo Wu closed his eyes, lay back on the handcart, and let out a long breath.
"I'm going to rest for a bit. Keep your eyes peeled. I killed all the Anomalies around here when I invoked the god, but you saw it yourselves-those things formed out of thin air."
"Got it, boss!"