Maybe I shouldn't die.

Yin Xue was in seclusion at the moment, so she had to do this by herself.

But she doesn't have to do it herself.

The battlefield world has existed for tens of thousands of years, and our predecessors have already developed puppets that can help collect materials from monsters.

There are also puppets that are specifically responsible for burning monster corpses.

Han Qingshu had no shortage of points, so he naturally exchanged them for these two puppets.

However, the puppet could not recognize which monsters were killed by itself, so she still needed to lead them.

There are many people on the battlefield who do the same thing as her.

Many practitioners carry two puppets with them, one responsible for collecting materials and the other for burning.

With the help of puppets,

Collecting loot and cleaning the battlefield is not a hassle.

What's more, Han Qingshu is a talisman practitioner, and she used talisman spears when attacking. Apart from using footwork to dodge the monsters' attacks, she didn't consume much spiritual energy at all.

Naturally, I can't be considered tired.

While cleaning up the battlefield with her puppets, she still had the time and energy to chat with Junjun.

"Junjun, have your feelings changed now?"

Junjun thought about it carefully before answering:

"Scared...scared..."

Scared? Han Qingshu took the magic weapon off his shoulder and looked at Junjun carefully.

It still has the shape of a small mushroom and nothing can be seen.

Despite this, she said again:

"Then mother, can you take me away first?"

It was her negligence that forgot that Junjun still had the mindset of a child and might be afraid when seeing monsters.

You don’t have to look at these monsters if you want to feel the guidance.

For example, she could put Junjun in her arms.

Junjun shook his head repeatedly and said anxiously:

"No...I won't accept it..."

"Junjun... I'm not afraid of... monsters..."

"I'm afraid... my mother will get hurt..."

Han Qingshu's heart melted after hearing this. Junjun was afraid that she would get hurt. She quickly touched the magic weapon and comforted him:

"Don't worry, Junjun. Mother will protect herself."

Unfortunately, I can’t touch Junjun’s small umbrella because of the magic weapon.

Junjun nodded repeatedly and said:

"Bacteria... come out..."

"Protect... Mother..."

Han Qingshu shook his head gently:

"Mother is still able to protect herself now, so she doesn't need Junjun's protection for the time being. When mother can't protect herself anymore, Junjun will come to protect her."

Although Junjun's intelligence is not high, his cultivation is not low.

At least Han Qingshu didn't see its cultivation level, it was just because his own skills were special and he wasn't affected by the fungus.

She also asked Junjun, but it couldn't explain its own cultivation level.

Junjun answered without hesitation:

"Protect... Mother..."

Han Qingshu smiled and replied:

"Okay, mother, wait for Junjun to protect me."

While they were chatting, the two puppets had already dealt with the battlefield in front of them, and Han Qingshu led them to another direction.

The monsters' attacks came from all directions, so naturally there were corpses everywhere.

In addition, she was not stingy with talismans, so she killed a large number of monsters, and the puppet's processing speed was not very fast.

It would probably take quite a while to deal with all the monster corpses.

The intervals between the appearances of the demonic tide are getting shorter.

If the spoils cannot be collected in time, they will have to be burned directly.

After discovering this,

Han Qingshu no longer had the mood to chat.

Although the materials on these low-level monsters are not worth many points, there are many of them.

Wasting resources is not a good habit.

So she followed suit without hesitation.

Seeing this, Junjun also wanted to help:

"Junjun... help..."

Han Qingshu was tempted for a moment, thinking that more helpers would speed up the process a lot, but after looking around and seeing many practitioners around, she decisively refused:

"You don't need Junjun's help for now. Mother can do it herself."

Junjun naturally noticed Han Qingshu's actions. After knowing why she refused her help, she couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

"Okay... well..."

Han Qingshu didn't notice Junjun's frustration. After saying that she didn't need help, she went to pack up the spoils.

With her joining, the battlefield was cleared up much faster.

In just a quarter of an hour,

The battlefield in the north has been cleared.

In this way, only the south was left. Han Qingshu did not hesitate and turned around with the puppet to clean up the battlefield in the south.

After another quarter of an hour or so, the battlefield in the south was also cleaned up.

It was also at this time,

“Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang”

There were nine long and deep bell sounds again.

The next wave of incoming monsters has appeared.

Han Qingshu immediately took Junjun and the puppet back to the safety line.

There were many practitioners who retreated to the defense line with her, but not all of them were as lucky as her and collected all the spoils.

There were many monster corpses that could not be cleaned up in time and had to be burned directly.

Han Qingshu looked at this with some heartache.

It’s not that I feel sorry for other people’s resources.

Instead, he was thinking that the demonic tide was appearing faster and faster, and its scale was getting bigger and bigger.

Next time, she probably wouldn't have enough time to deal with the spoils.

And so it is.

The fifth wave of demonic tide was larger than the fourth wave, and there were more mid-level monsters appearing in it.

The talisman cannons on the city wall continued to fire continuously.

More practitioners jumped off the city wall and joined the battlefield, but they had just dealt with this wave of monsters and didn't even have time to clean up the battlefield.

The familiar bell rang again.

The sixth wave of demonic tide has appeared.

Han Qingshu could only do what most cultivators did. He collected the materials from the monsters with higher cultivation levels and burned the remaining corpses in time, then withdrew from the battlefield.

“What a waste!”

Some practitioners couldn't help but sigh, their tone full of heartache.

"What can we do? We can't just leave them here!"

After hearing the conversations of the people around him, Han Qingshu sighed.

Yes, it is impossible to keep them all. If these corpses are used by the high-level monsters hiding in the background, it will be detrimental to the entire White Tiger City.

No one would do such a thing.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind.

"My fellow Taoist, please come to our team. We have someone in our team who specializes in collecting spoils of war."

This voice sounds familiar.

Han Qingshu looked back and realized he had seen it before!

Isn't this Yu Huai? The senior brother who led the team of the Hidden Mountain Sect, and next to him was his medical junior brother.

However, these people don't know her identity. Thinking of this, she quickly concealed the surprise in her eyes, bowed to them, and said with a little apology in her tone:

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, I'm not ready to join the team for the time being."

Yu Huai didn't care much about her rejection, he just smiled and said:

"Please listen to me before making a decision."

It was impossible for her to join the team, she still preferred to be alone.

I thought so in my heart, but didn't show it on my face.

She had a good impression of Yu Huai, and since the monster hadn't arrived yet, she didn't mind listening to him a few more words, so she smiled and said:

"Fellow Taoist, please speak."