Everyone except Lu Daoxing pricked up their ears, their eyes gleaming.
They stared at Qin Siyang like hungry wolves eyeing a slab of meat.
Qin Siyang turned to Chang Tianxiang. "Professor Chang, I got some weathered poison meteorite. I remember you needed it, right?"
Joy flashed in Chang Tianxiang's eyes. "That's right! I need weathered poison meteorite as a medium for my research into gods and sequences!"
The other professors looked a little disappointed. Like spurned lovers, the light in their eyes vanished in an instant.
Qin Siyang took out a Storage Box and handed it to Chang Tianxiang.
"Professor Chang, there's fifty kilograms of weathered poison meteorite in here. Would that be enough?"
"More than enough! I don't actually need this much. It's too extravagant. Weathered poison meteorite is precious. You should keep some for yourself."
"I've already set aside what I need. Professor Chang, please take it. I know you don't normally ask me for materials. If you said you needed it, you must need a substantial amount."
Chang Tianxiang nodded slowly, his eyes full of appreciation. "Then let me thank you, Xiao Qin! I'll put more effort into researching ways to help you hunt gods more efficiently. I'll get you results as soon as possible."
"Thank you, Professor Chang!"
"It's the least I can do."
Lu Daoxing looked at Qin Siyang. "Xiao Qin, do you have any weathered poison meteorite left? Give me fifty... a hundred kilograms too, would you?"
Qin Siyang frowned and gave Lu Daoxing a puzzled look. "Professor Lu, what do you need weathered poison meteorite for? You never told me you were short on it. Besides, a hundred kilograms is way too much."
Wu Yu snorted. "Old Lu's a hoarder. Whenever he sees good materials, he wants a share. Old Lu, weathered poison