"Here you go again."
Wan Lixiu said disapprovingly, "Martial Artists cultivate and brave life and death precisely to protect the singing, dancing peace within, don't they? As for wallowing in luxury and pleasure, that's merely an inevitable product of social development."
"It's a situation no dynasty can avoid. If you get angry over things like that..."
Wan Lixiu said earnestly, "Li Chenglong, you'll only anger yourself to death."
Zuo Xiaoduo chuckled. "Wan Lixiu is right. Zhongzhong, never mind the way you are now—even if you become king of the world someday... you still won't be able to solve it."
"I know," Li Chenglong said glumly, "but I just can't help feeling frustrated."
Then he suddenly flushed red with indignation. "Don't call me Zhongzhong!"
"All right, Zhongzhong," all five answered together.
Li Chenglong bared his teeth. He desperately wanted to bite someone right now, but faced with five people, he wouldn't dare, no matter what.
The six of them, out on their first field-training mission, had advanced barely a hundred meters through the grass when Zuo Xiaoduo, who was leading the way, had already caught fifteen or sixteen venomous snakes.
The number of venomous snakes in this Wasteland, especially in the grass, was simply staggering.
"Are these snakes worth collecting?"
Holding a venomous snake and looking at its vicious triangular head, Zuo Xiaoduo asked, "Can we exchange them for contribution points?"
Zuo Xiaoduo hadn't memorized a single thing about medicinal herbs, spirit herbs, ferocious beasts, Star Beasts, or any of that.
With Li Chenglong around, did Boss Zuo need to use his brain? Wouldn't that leave Li Chenglong with no use?
"They are."
Li Chenglong's vast store of knowledge and photographic memory proved enormously useful now. "Venomous snake venom can be extracted and collected. Once the venom from ten thousand venomous