A Thousand Items! Shopping Frenzy!

"Phew, the basic materials from the exchange this time should at least ensure that the Underground Shelter won't have to worry about materials for a long time!"

The moment the secret trading realm's time was up, Su Mo—who had been sitting in the ruins making an inventory—was teleported out with a whoosh and deposited at the entrance of the shelter.

The light on the secret trading realm's gate began to dim as everyone was ejected, before a faint gust of wind finally sent it vanishing into the horizon.

As the bright spots of light dissipated, they did not seek to hide between heaven and earth like last time. Instead, they floated slowly toward the Underground Shelter as if they had found their master.

Just as Su Mo reached both hands out, intending to make physical contact with these bright points of light, they all trembled and flew uniformly in another direction.

"Huh?"

"Woof aroo?"