With soone like this around, the army would definitely be invincible and unbeatable.
"What do you think if he were to beco a strategist?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Jiyun glanced at her, "A strategist? More like a traitor."
With his persuasive ability, if he was in the enemy’s tent, he’d surely convince people to rebel. His eloquence really is impressive.
"Pfft!"
An Jiuyue couldn’t help but laugh out loud; indeed, there was so truth to it.
She looked up to see that person still talking, and boy, was he enthusiastic, making the people next to him nod along.
"Isn’t it? We kill demonic beasts every day for just a few inner cores, which isn’t even enough for us to eat. The food at Huayan Peak has such a terrible sll, it’s unbearable to even think about it.
You all have it better; at least you can earn inner cores. As for , I’m stuck in the kitchen tent all day, without even a glimpse of inner cores, and I still have to cook for you every day.
Wouldn’t it be great if soone could get so inner cores or Original Soul Stones?"
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the few people beside him to see their reactions. If there was a reaction, he’d say more.
"Where are you going to find such good luck?"
The people next to him laughed, casually plucking a piece of grass and sticking it in their mouths.
"Dreaming is more like it, stop thinking of nice things, Chen, it’s about ti to cook."
"Exactly, Chen, hurry up and make us dinner. Even if it’s awful, we still have to eat it, right? If we don’t fill our stomachs, how can we guard the grounds and kill demonic beasts?"
"The demonic beasts we kill have your share of inner cores too, don’t overthink it. At Huayan Peak, what more can you expect? Kill a few more demonic beasts, and you’ll have everything."
Everyone chid in, joking with Chen.
They’d been at Huayan Peak for many years and had long been accustod to the food there. Of course, they’d love a good al now and then, but if not, they could still bear it.
After all, to earn more inner cores, one must rely on the demonic beasts from the protected ground; there aren’t as many demonic beasts in the planes.
"Ugh."
Chen was so choked by their words that he didn’t know what to say.
Why didn’t these people have a backbone? Why not rise up and resist, take the inner cores from others, wouldn’t that be great?
As long as they followed their master, they could take the inner cores from other guards whenever they wanted.
But he didn’t dare say this out loud, afraid of getting beaten up.
"I was just saying, you know."
"Don’t think too much, go cook. Later, we still have to rush to the protected ground."
"With all the ti spent daydreaming, you’d be better off killing more demonic beasts or going to the Battle Cloud Camp or other camps to trade for so tasty food."
The others had had enough of Chen’s complaints, stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and one by one returned to their tents to cultivate.
"You guys..."
Chen was so stifled by this that he almost choked.
He said so much, and they reacted like this? Did they really think he was just venting, getting things off his chest, and then it was all okay?
He had more to say, but they didn’t stick around to hear him out. It really drove him crazy.
But getting mad was useless because everyone was already gone, leaving not a soul, and before leaving, they even urged him to go cook.
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