The Sacred Tree Forest

"Tsk, they're lucky."

Seeing Feudal Lord Chadwick successfully retreat, Mo Jiawei's anger had not been fully vented yet.

"Should we give chase? Or should we go back and let Mr. Qiu study the ores I got? I'm guessing there's something fishy about the ores."

Fang Heng looked in the direction where Chadwick escaped and said frankly, "Chase!"

Since the materials needed to build the mage tower had been snatched, they couldn't just leave the matter hanging like this.

Moreover, the ores that Mo Jiawei had just discovered were a type of high-concentration crystal ore. They could be used as an energy source for the mage tower.

Ordinary people might not be able to mine due to the infectious substance on the ore, but he was different.

His zombie clones were more poisonous than those infectious substances.

If they could successfully occupy the mine area and mine it...

Fang Heng rubbed his chin.