One might ask, what reason could there possibly be to despise such a person?!
This time, no one spoke.
Bai Heng felt somewhat dejected and said listlessly, "Let's tally our gains. How many Fire Seeds did we get?"
"12"
"21"
"9"
"3"
"2"
...
"???"
As Bai Heng listened to everyone's reports, something seemed increasingly off.
They had fought throughout the entire night.
How many souls of the departed underlings had they freed? The count was beyond them.
They used several bottles of the Divine Power Potion.
And after tallying everything up, they hadn't even reached 100 points?
Keep in mind, there were a total of twelve of them, all combat professionals, with many being heavy gunners.
After hearing the reports, everyone exchanged puzzled looks, utterly perplexed.
...
...
At this very moment!
Xu Changsheng was brought to Mo Sang's laboratory.
"You've been here before."
Curious, Xu Changsheng eyed the man before him, "Why aren't you like the rest of them?"