Depend on Ourselves

Although Fang Ning did not care about this vitality crisis, it still found its way to him.

On this day, when Vigilante A was in the capital of a small country, clearing out a few monsters who had lost control and started rampaging inside the city, a group of civilians quickly gathered around him.

They were young and old people with different skin tones, and expressions of pleading were shown all over their faces.

"Mr. Pharos of the East, you mustn't stand aside and watch as the higher-ups privately own the vitality that belongs to everyone..."

"Indeed, vitality is given to everyone by the heavens, just like air, how can it be sold?"

"We can't let those people monopolize it, everyone must share it."

Many similar statements were heard one after another. They all wore expectant looks on their faces, and they were all speaking in the Chinese language. They had evidently done quite a lot of homework.