"We've struck it rich! We're rich!"
"I bet those Iron Hand guys never imagined you'd wipe them out before they even made their move, kid!"
While Ning Feng was lost in thought, Professor Xue jumped into the pit beside him, his face full of excitement, and began quickly rummaging through the various Ninja Tools and scrolls.
Ning Feng did not really care about these Ninja Tools and scrolls. After all, the Ninja Tools, equipment, and other things he had obtained in the Shinobi World far outnumbered these. He could never use them all.
For Professor Xue and the others, however, these Ninja Tools and scrolls were a considerable windfall, one that had fallen right into their laps.
"Ning Feng, you won't mind if I take all these Ninja Tools and things back to the Science and Technology Park, will you?"
As he spoke, Professor Xue held a Ninjutsu Scroll, his face glowing and the drool spilling from his mouth almost dripping onto the ground.
The Science and Technology Park had helped him a great deal, after all. Besides, these little Ninja Tools and things were hardly worth anything, so Ning Feng nodded firmly. "I wasn't planning to take these away anyway. Since you need them, Professor Xue, you can have them!"
Professor Xue could not have been happier or more excited to hear that.
Had he been a young girl, he probably would have thrown his arms around Ning Feng and showered him with kisses in his excitement.
Soon, Professor Xue took a Space-Time Scroll from inside his clothes and prepared to take everything before him away.
Suddenly, an incredibly sharp sword among the many Ninja Tools caught Professor Xue's attention. His eyes widened, and he gave a soft exclamation of surprise, deeply astonished. "Huh? This Ninja Tool looks quite