The clouds on the floating main island surged, and the spar light pillars dropped, shrouding the entire island in a pale golden protective barrier.
Under the white jade steps of the main hall, Ling Jin was dressed in a battle suit stained with gray mist on the ground and black blood of monsters. He knelt on one knee, holding a box of high-level energy crystals that he had just collected. When he raised his eyes, he met Shen Qinghe's cold and contemptuous gaze.
Shen Qinghe was leaning on the throne covered with white fox fur, his fingertips carelessly rubbing the short blade embedded with crystal stones at his waist. He was dressed in a plain white brocade robe, which made his features clear and beautiful, but was wrapped in a biting meanness.
"The purity of the crystals brought back by the search team this time is less than 70%," he opened his thin lips lightly, his voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable pressure, "Captain Ling, I allocate half of the reserve materials to the search team every month, and you are going to hand over this kind of junk to me?"
An old scar on Ling Jin's brow bone was taut, and he couldn't hold back the murderous aura around him: "The concentration of gray fog on the surface skyrocketed, and the number of high-level aberrant monsters doubled. The entire team lost three people. The ability to bring these back is the limit. The owner of the island lives in the clouds and has never set foot on the ground. Naturally, he doesn't know how dangerous it is down there."
Concept: Two male protagonists have children