When it was Chen Feng's turn, he received two jade fruits and a total of seven high-grade medicinal herbs.
This excited Chen Feng, as he was quite familiar with some of the medicinal herbs among them.
After some estimation, he discovered that each of these high-grade medicinal herbs was probably worth no less than 100,000 yuan!
As for the Jade Fruit, needless to say, a single one can fetch an astonishing price of 500,000 on the market!
Looking at these priceless treasures in his hands, Chen Feng knew how important they were to his cultivation path.
He secretly resolved to make full use of these resources and strive to improve his own strength, so as not to waste the generous reward he had received through such a fortuitous opportunity.
Sha Po Lang carefully put the remaining five jade fruits and seven or eight precious medicinal herbs into his pocket, then turned to the crowd and said, "These jade fruits are a real treasure!"
It can be taken directly, and once ingested, it will continuously promote the growth of mental and spiritual power—a tremendous benefit for everyone!
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng, standing in the crowd, did not hesitate to take out a jade fruit, put it in his mouth, and chew it gently.
In an instant, an incredibly cool current surged into the depths of his mind like water bursting its banks.
This current of air seemed to possess a magical power, instantly making Chen Feng feel refreshed and invigorated.
At this moment, Chen Feng stared wide-eyed at the mental power section displayed on the virtual panel in front of him.
As time went on, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his mental power was slowly increasing at a visible rate.
This wondrous change thrilled him, and he secretly marveled at how this jade truly was a rare and precious treasure.
"Captain, everyone needs to digest the Jade Fruit, and there are quite a few werewolves around. Should we take turns keeping watch tonight?" The pianist put away the Jade Fruit and then asked Kill Wolf.
“Okay, let’s stick to our previous grouping. Dongfeng and I will be in the first group, and each group will take turns keeping watch for about two hours before switching,” Sha Polang nodded and said.
"Captain, you and Dongfeng have put in so much effort, let us take over the night watch. And how can we bear to let Glass and Camellia, those two beauties, keep watch? The pianist and I will keep watch for the first half of the night, and the veteran and Iron Stone will keep watch for the second half," the pilot said with a grin.
"That's fine then. Thank you four for your hard work."
Seeing that the veteran and Tie Shi in front of him both nodded, indicating their willingness to accept the mission, Sha Po Lang finally agreed to the task.
Immediately afterwards, the pianist and the pilot moved swiftly and nimbly, one in front and the other behind, as they walked out of the tent one after the other.
They went to a spot dozens of meters away from the tent, each choosing a tall, sturdy tree, and then leaped up to the branches as nimbly as monkeys.
At this moment, the two of them were intently scanning their surroundings, their eyes revealing a high degree of vigilance.
Their faces were tense, their muscles twitching slightly, as if they were ready to deal with any potential danger at any moment.
Standing to the side, Chen Feng silently observed everything. He keenly noticed that the pianist and the pilot seemed to have some unusual expressions.
Their expressions were overly solemn, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension.
Chen Feng pondered the reasons in his heart, but after a moment's thought, he decided to remain silent for the time being and not mention his discovery to others.
At the same time, Chen Feng turned around and began to methodically tidy up the various kitchen utensils.
He carefully stacked the pots, pans, and dishes neatly and put them into his backpack.
Next, he collected the kitchen waste generated while cooking, wrapped it in a cloth, went behind a big tree, dug a small hole, and buried the waste deep inside to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.
The night was as dark as ink, slowly seeping into the entire world, becoming increasingly deep and intense.
The stars twinkled across the sky, like sparkling gems embedded within it.
At this moment, apart from the pilot and pianist who were on night watch and remained at their posts, the other six people had all returned to their respective tents to rest.
Time slips away quietly, like fine sand slipping through your fingers, and before you know it, it's midnight.
Just as all was quiet, a faint fragrance drifted out from the tent.
The fragrance was initially very faint, but as time went on, it gradually spread like an invisible wisp of smoke, filling the entire interior of the tent.
However, those who were deeply asleep were completely unaware of this, still soundly asleep in their dreams.
After an unknown amount of time, a dark figure slowly crawled up from the corner.
By the faint moonlight, one could vaguely make out a small, thin figure.
She first carefully observed her surroundings to make sure no one had been awakened before gently shaking the person next to her.
However, no matter how hard she shook him, the person next to her remained motionless, breathing steadily and evenly, clearly in a deep sleep, showing no signs of waking up.
Seeing this, the man did not give up, but continued to shake the other sleeping people in the tent one by one.
Strangely, no matter how hard she tried, these people seemed to be in a very deep sleep, and none of them could be woken up.
"Coo coo coo—"
As the crisp, distinctive sound rang out, the person deftly lifted the tent flap.
She stood at the doorway, tilted her head slightly, and once again emitted a series of melodious sounds, like birdsong, into the air outside.
Before long, a whooshing sound came from afar, growing clearer and clearer as it approached.
Immediately afterwards, two figures appeared from two different directions as fast as lightning.
One of the figures was agile and quick, wearing a gray robe; it was the experienced pilot.
The other figure was elegant and composed, exuding an artistic aura in every gesture; he was undoubtedly the extraordinary pianist.
"How are you? Are you unconscious?" the pilot asked.
"My specially made incense, how could it be fake? They're all fast asleep, they won't wake up even if you kill them," a clear voice replied, it was Chahua's voice.
"Just take Dongfeng's ring and the jade fruit and herbs from the other people's bags. There's no need to kill them."
Dongfeng's identity may not be simple; killing him could cause a lot of trouble.
This is Sirius Pass, not in human territory. If we kill them and are discovered, it will be very difficult for us to escape back to human territory.
Then the pianist's voice rang out. He disagreed with killing these people, after all, they had worked together for five or six days to complete this task, and killing them would cause a lot of trouble.
"What's there to be afraid of? This is still werewolf territory. After we kill them, we'll set a fire and lure the werewolves over. Who would know they died at our hands?" the pilot said, shaking his head.
"Wait, there's a formation set up by Dongfeng around here. If we kill him, will we be trapped inside?" Chahua asked immediately.
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