Qin Siyang asked, "Professor Lu, how many more Tier-Three God-Hunting Artifacts do you need?"
"I've managed to get five. I still need fifteen. I only kept the materials essential for our research. Everything else is gone."
"Old Li, you gave me so many materials, and I used them to pay my own debt. I've let everyone down."
No one blamed Lu Daoxing.
Even in such dire circumstances, Lu Daoxing hadn't selfishly used all the materials Li Tianming had given him to pay off his debt.
He had still kept enough to contribute to the research team's work.
Li Tianming waved a hand. "Forget it. Don't say that. You kept what we needed for research and didn't drag everyone down. That's enough. How you use the rest is your business. It's not my place to interfere."
"Let's think about how to sort this out for you."
Lu Daoxing wasn't a bad man.
He had to pay his wife's debt without letting down the colleagues who fought alongside him.
Caught between those obligations, he was in an agonizing position. The others, who had weathered life's hardships and seen its ups and downs, all understood.
Everyone was filled with mixed emotions.
Chang Tianxiang patted Lu Daoxing on the shoulder, unsure what he could say to comfort him.
Qin Siyang knew that, at this point, he was the only one who could help Lu Daoxing.
Lu Daoxing had gone outside the Safe Zone to save his life, nearly losing his own in the process.
Qin Siyang had no qualms about helping him.
Besides, rare materials were the last thing he lacked.
He asked, "Professor Lu, how much Crimson Crystal do you still need to cover the compensation?"
"A little over ten grams, I think."
Only a little over ten grams?
He had four Crimson