Swallowing the Stars Starts with the Brewing Master

Chapter 24: Deep into the Mist
Zheng Lei also agreed with Zhou Haichao's proposal to redistribute the spoils and began to consider it seriously.

A companion with the combat power of a junior god of war is qualified to get a larger share.

"As for the distribution of spoils, my plant spirit must not be touched." Zheng Lei spoke in a firm tone, leaving no room for doubt.

Zhou Haichao and Chu He both had no objection to this.

For Zhou Haichao, this was information that someone had bought from him at a huge price. If he couldn't even get a plant spirit in the end, then he, Zhou Haichao, would not be a human being.

As for Chu He...

Let’s put it this way, from the beginning Chu He had no right to share any of the spoils.

If it weren't for the breakthrough in the past few days, and his mental power had directly reached the primary war god level, which made Zhou Haichao and Zheng Lei want to make friends with him, I'm afraid this trip would have been just a simple assessment.

Chu He also knew that he had only been practicing for a short time, so he was already content to have the qualification for the assignment.

He immediately said, "Thank you, Director Zhou and Senior Brother Zheng, for your kindness. If there's only one plant spirit, it will naturally belong to Senior Brother Zheng. I'll discuss with Director Zhou about dividing up the other things."

"Haha, you underestimate yourself too much." Zhou Haichao laughed proudly, "The previous assessment and so on were all jokes."

"Well, I won't take a penny of the spoils this time. I'll give it all to you brothers to divide among yourselves."

"Manager Zhou, this..." Chu He opened his mouth to dissuade him.

"Hey!" Zhou Haichao interrupted immediately, feigning anger, "I've already sold the proceeds from this place. If I participate in the distribution, it would be too ungrateful."

"Besides, I've already taken advantage of you, Chu He, by promising to introduce you to the War God Training Camp at my Thunderbolt Martial Arts School. If you want to repay me, just follow your Senior Brother Zheng's example and help me out whenever you have time."

"I've already said this much. If you refuse again, Chu He, you'll be looking down on me!"

Looking at Zhou Haichao's puffed-up beard and glaring eyes, Chu He sighed inwardly, "As expected! When you become stronger, most of the people you meet around you will be good people."

He stopped refusing and agreed immediately.

After seeing Chu He agreed, Zhou Haichao nodded with a satisfied look on his face.

He looked as if he had gotten some great advantage.

Of course, all of the above is based on the premise that there is only one plant spirit.

If there are more, they will naturally be distributed according to the old rules of the warrior team and based on the amount of effort.

The three of them knew this very well and didn't talk about it too much.

Chatting along the way.

Two days later, the three arrived at County Town No. 0316.

Chu He led the team to the entrance of the Misty Community with ease.

The hazy fog in front of us is like an invisible curtain, isolating the entire community from the outside world.

Looking at the bright sun in the sky and the darkened neighborhood in front of them, Zhou Haichao looked at the two of them and asked, "How about we take a break to replenish our energy, or go in directly?"

"Just go in!" Zheng Lei took the huge cold iron axe from behind and gently spun it in his hand. "Let's finish it quickly and end it quickly."

The giant axe cut through the air, making a low whistling sound.

"I just rested this morning, and now it's noon, when the sun is at its strongest. There's really no need to wait any longer." Chu He held the sword tightly in one hand and raised the shield with the other, and the buckles of the nine flying knives on his legs were also adjusted.

Seeing that the two agreed, Zhou Haichao nodded and said, "Alright, it's rare for the Northeast to have such sunny weather in winter. It's better to have it today than tomorrow."

The outline of the community is vaguely visible in the fog, and only ruins remain of its former glory.

The three of them looked at each other, nodded in tacit understanding, and stepped over the alloy lifting rod that had long disappeared.

Vision was limited in the fog, so naturally, it was the spiritualist Chu He who scouted the way. Chu He walked in front, tightly gripping the Jueying Saber, the blade reflecting a cold light in the dim light.

The remaining two people looked around, trying to prevent any monsters from circling behind them and attacking them.

Chu He's eyes scanned the fog vigilantly, and every step he took seemed to test the depth of the fog.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The footsteps of three people echoed in the fog.

"Watch your feet, the ground here may be unstable." Zhou Haichao reminded in a low voice.

In the silence, even a whisper is exceptionally clear.

The three of them walked along the main road of the community, but there was nothing unusual around them.

It seems as if this is just an ordinary abandoned community shrouded in fog.

The street lamps were leaning here and there, and some had even collapsed completely, leaving only a few broken lamp posts sticking diagonally on the ground.

Under the wind and rain, the road signs on both sides of the road have become rusty, and the words on them are blurred and difficult to recognize.

These road signs once guided residents home, but now they only point to desolation.

The surrounding buildings, once luxurious villas, now have mottled walls and broken windows.

Between the buildings, once manicured lawns are now overgrown with weeds and vines.

Some vines even completely covered the ruins.

In this ruin, their vitality is very strong.

After walking for dozens of minutes, the three of them seemed to have worried for nothing and did not encounter any problems.

"Alright!" Zheng Lei frowned slightly. "Don't take these safe routes. Go straight to where the fog is deepest. Go in a straight line!"

"Chu He, your mental power can sense which direction the fog is thickest, right?" Zhou Haichao also looked at Chu He.

"The direction where the fog is thickest? No problem." Chu He nodded.

In fact, in the past few minutes, combined with the previous bird's-eye view from the rooftop, he had already formed a rough outline of the entire community in his mind.

The place with the thickest fog is in a small park in the community.

Soon, led by Chu He, the group arrived at this small park.

Not to mention various fitness equipment, children's amusement facilities such as slides, swings, trampolines, climbing walls, etc. are also common.

At this moment, these amusement facilities are all in dilapidated condition.

As the fog around them grew thicker and the light grew dimmer, the three of them could finally see some strange herbs occasionally.

In the mist, these strange herbs emit a faint light.

However, in the eyes of Zheng Lei and Zhou Haichao, these medicinal herbs that have not developed spiritual intelligence are not considered plant spirits at all, but are just ordinary expensive cultivation resources.

However, in Chu He's eyes, the spiritual power of these herbs was so rich that he had rarely seen it in his life!
Moreover, according to Chu He's perception, most of them were spiritual inspirations.

With just a simple scan with his mental power, Chu He discovered a lot of spiritual materials that could be matched with the crystal antlers.

The most precious of all is the huge fruit tree deep in the fog that Chu He’s spiritual power has just discovered!

(End of this chapter)