239 Not stronger, better

"That went pretty easy," Sander muttered, looking at the package he was carrying in his hand. 

Ever since everyone in their group managed to break through into the fifth stage of cultivation, the day of the distribution was no longer the day of shame. 

Right now, it was the day of pride. 

"What did you expect?" Mia scoffed before letting out a small giggle. "Receiving those resources is our right," she stated, raising her eyes to the sky. "And now that we know what our rights are, they would have to lose a lot more resources to stop us from making the most out of what we are privy to," she added, her lips curling up.

"That might be true..." Sander replied, a look of hesitation flashing in his eyes. "But am I the only one who thinks that those resources are worth dogshit?"