Glancing at the large package behind him that cost seven figures, Li Qingyu's anticipation returned.

"Besides the prisoners, what were the results this time?"

really....

Expectations can shift...

Seeing that Li Qingyu had finally shifted his gaze from the nun, Qi Shushi hurriedly pushed the large package behind him to the front and opened it up.

In an instant, the shimmering, iridescent magic cores and crystals scattered across the ground.

“My lord, although these nun lords and nun soldiers do not have magic cores, I have obtained a large number of magic cores from the slaves kept by the nuns.”

"Furthermore, within the nun's territory, I also discovered a magic crystal mine."

"Magic Crystal Ore?!"

Li Qingyu's eyes suddenly lit up.

There are actually magic crystal mines on the ancient continent?!

This is really...

What unexpected good news...

This moment.

Li Qingyu completely forgot about the pig farming plan.

After all, no matter how much money you can make from raising pigs, it certainly won't make you as rich as mining.

After the initial surprise, Li Qingyu waved his hand dismissively.

In an instant, a deep red flame swept across, converting all the magic crystals and magic cores sent by the seven-figure sum into evolution points.

Looking at the evolution points in his mind that had finally broken through the 200,000 mark.

Li Qingyu was extremely satisfied.

Sure enough, nuns and all that are just fluff; we need to evolve a bit more to really pique our interest.

"Come on, take me to see our mine, and while we're at it, let's see the Tower of Babel."

Li Qingyu spoke calmly.

"Yes, sir."

The seven-figure sum bowed its head and accepted the order.

Number 88, who had been smiling the whole time, suddenly spoke up at that moment.

"My lord, should I deal with these nun lords?"