Soon, Deacon Song's voice was heard from inside.

"Deacon Song!"

Zhou Heng walked in and greeted respectfully.

"Sit down!"

Deacon Song looked at Zhou Heng with a friendly look on his face: "Zhou Heng, if you want to pull so many people in, we can modify their contribution values ​​as a whole."

"It doesn't require any trials to accomplish, but it does require some back and forth work, so you'll naturally need more spirit stones!"

Without waiting for Zhou Heng to say anything, he explained his needs to Zhou Heng.

"Deacon Song, Junior Brother is new here and doesn't know the rules!"

"But we are all straightforward people, just tell us how much you need!"

Zhou Heng didn't want to beat around the bush anymore and just came straight to the point.

When I die, I have spiritual stones, which means I am rich.

You can propose any conditions.

"Give me another thirty top-grade spirit stones! I'll get everything done for you!"

Deacon Song pointed his finger and said word by word: "I will definitely do it beautifully for you!"

"Okay! That's settled then!"

"Deacon Song, I can't let you work in vain! I'll give you another forty!"

"You must help get this done!"

As Zhou Heng spoke, he took out all the spirit stones from his storage bag.

He counted forty of them and handed them all to Deacon Song.

However, he still had dozens of top-grade spirit stones he had collected.

This made Deacon Song particularly itchy.

A thief never leaves empty-handed. Now that we have seen it, we must find a way to keep these top-grade spirit stones.

"Zhou Heng, do you want to fight or just pass through?"

Deacon Song looked at Zhou Heng again and asked in a deep voice.

"What? Is there such a saying?"

Zhou Heng couldn't help but frown slightly after hearing what he said.

Pretend to be confused.

"That's right, you are not strong enough, and you will suffer in a fight!"

Deacon Song blinked and looked at his spirit stone.