After a while, everyone finally stopped their verbal assault on Ying Ming Hao and gathered around the enormous high-grade spirit stones mine, clicking their tongues in wonder as they discussed it. Half-baked ideas swarmed like crucian carp crossing a river.
"I suggest we smash it apart and each take a section. That way, we can collect it easily."
A gleam of wisdom flashed in Lin Yong's eyes, and he flexed his bulging muscles, making it obvious at a glance that he only knew how to grow muscle, not brains.
"There are so many of us. If we all work together to collect it, I refuse to believe we can't manage it."
An equally foolish look appeared in Xuan Chengzi's eyes. He waved his arms and gestured away, utterly pleased with himself.
"Burp. In my opinion, just let me swallow it in one gulp. Wouldn't that be simple and convenient?"
Qi Qing rubbed her round belly and kept burping, looking just like a little red panda that had stuffed itself. She had yet to finish digesting the Scavenger she had swallowed earlier, but showed no sign of learning her lesson.
"Why don't we just drain it dry? Then none of it will go to waste."
Wang Zhu sprawled over the spirit stones mine like a starving wolf pouncing on food and took a few bites, nearly breaking her teeth.
"Hey, hey, hey! Rake, what are you giving me an iron pickaxe for?!"
Wang Zhu stared blankly at the iron pickaxe shoved into her hands. When she turned to look, Lin Zihan, Jiang Lingfeng, and the others were all holding iron pickaxes without exception, taking practice swings as though ready to get down to serious work.
"Obviously, I gave you a pickaxe to dig out spirit stones. What else would you