When Jiang Hao returned to his house, he calculated the cost of cultivating high-quality spirit herbs.
The spirit beast was by his side, boasting about its great demonic face.
Jiang Hao didn't pay much attention to it. After all, it was just some trivial matter.
If it were something important, the spirit beast wouldn't wait until that moment to mention it.
Occasionally, it would bring up Lin Zhi.
It mentioned that although Lin Zhi still got beaten up, he had started to make some friends
He had learned to adapt to his situation.
He was making an effort to survive.
He figured some things out on his own and learned others from the spirit beast.
Jiang Hao just listened to these things, then started thinking about the spirit herbs.
The herbs he was planting were special and more challenging. It also cost him more.