The Cycle
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fang Heng shared his judgment and explained, "I was thinking that if I could absorb the blood directly, perhaps I could stop Hell Faram from recycling and using it, thereby reducing the number of Seeds of Hell Faram."
Cole opened his mouth.
At first, he didn't quite understand what he was saying, but he calmed down and thought about it carefully.
"You probably don't know the number of Seeds of Hell Faram, right? With our speed, can we really clear them all?"
Fang Heng stroked his chin with one hand and said, "I think we can give it a try. If we can reduce the number of Seeds of Faram, it will be very beneficial for our escape later."
At the same time, he could also farm some blood that contained powerful energy.
Fang Heng added in his heart.
Try it. There's nothing wrong with this.
Since they had already been delayed for so long, the reinforcements from the Revolution Society outside should have arrived long ago.