Chapter 447: Returning With a Fruitful Harvest (2)

They really felt that it was inappropriate for w.a.n.g Yi to take away the humanoid leader. It was too risky.

However, now that w.a.n.g Yi had returned, it meant that the humanoid leader was dead.

They could finally announce their victory in this battle.

Looking at the messy battlefield, the owner of the fog began to give the orders to do a headcount.

After counting the casualties, it led the warriors into the humanoid races territory and began to search for resources.

Soon, warriors came to report that they had found the resource bank.

The owner of the fog did not hesitate and immediately followed the warrior inside.

What appeared in front of it was an already opened cave.

Thick Spiritual Qi spread from the cave along with the medicinal fragrance.

At this moment, the owner of the fog arrived at the entrance of the cave and walked in.

This cave was not formed naturally. There were obvious signs of excavation in the tunnel that led to the depths. There were spiritual stones embedded in the tunnel at regular intervals for lighting.

After walking for about 50 meters, it turned around at the corner of the tunnel and saw a treasure trove of resources.

In addition to spiritual plants and spiritual stone resources, there were also a large number of domain beasts body parts stored in the resource bank.

These body parts were all top-notch materials for weapons and equipment.

The most eye-catching thing in the resource bank was the skeleton of a huge beast. It was placed in the center. The skeleton almost covered the entire area.

The various resources that were randomly placed in the resource bank were filled with visual shock.

Looking at the sparkling spiritual resources that were still emitting Spiritual Qi fluctuations, the owner of the fog finally smiled.

The spiritual resources in this resource bank were clearly acc.u.mulated by the humanoid race over the long years.

But now, these spiritual resources would belong to them.

The owner of the fog immediately gave orders. The warriors went forward and began to move the resources, tabulating the amount and types of resources.

Everything will be brought back and distributed in accordance with the originally developed distribution model.

10% of this would be used to pay pensions to warriors who died.

Walking out of the resource bank, the owner of the fog sensed the condition of Feng Qis body.

After confirming that he was fine, it turned to look behind the waterfall.

There was a path that led to the center of the Black Absolute Domain Field.

It was very likely that the spatial crystal of the domain field was there.

However, he did not have the intention to completely destroy it. The main purpose of this battle was to obtain the miracle.

And it had done so.

If it continued deeper into the center of the Black Absolute Domain Field, it might encounter other intelligent races.

After all, the exploration extent of the Black Absolute Domain Field was not high.

It was impossible to prove that there was only one intelligent domain race in it.

At this moment, it took out its communicator and began to urge the transportation and tabulation of resources.

A few hours later.

The night was hazy, and bonfires were lit in the humanoid races camp.

The exhausted warriors were still counting the spoils of war. Some of them were also a.s.signed to make dinner.

After busying for a long time, the spiritual resources in the resource bank were completely emptied.

Looking at the spiritual resources piled up in the empty s.p.a.ce in the center of the camp, the owner of the fog gave the order to eat.

The hungry warriors immediately began to eat heartily.

After dinner, the warriors used the vines in the rainforest to tie up various spiritual resources and carried them on their backs.

Many warriors carried resources that were several times heavier than their entire weight.

Then, under the guidance of the owner of the fog, they began to turn back the way they had come.

After trekking for half a day, they finally walked out of the dense rainforest.

Although it despised the slow movements of these warriors, the owner of the fog kept these thoughts to itself. On the surface, it even took the initiative to help the warriors share the burden.

By the time they brought the beach, it was two in the afternoon.

Even after the warriors moved all the spiritual resources onto the battles.h.i.+ps and wars.h.i.+ps, Feng Qi, who was unconscious, still did not wake up.

Before nightfall, the fleet set sail.

A few hours later, the fleet sailed out of the barrier of the Black Absolute Domain Field.

It was already night, and it was pitch-black outside.

The exhausted warriors finally could not hold back their fatigue. They lay on the deck of the s.h.i.+ps and completely fell asleep.

Soon, snores could be heard.

As for the fleets navigation, it was controlled by the people who had not partic.i.p.ated in the operation.

The wars.h.i.+p broke through the waves and did not return to the War Dock until the next morning.

The owner of the had already contacted the staff of the Combat Team Headquarters in advance and explained the situation of this mission.

When the fleet sailed into the harbor, horns kept sounding.

Wars.h.i.+ps and battles.h.i.+ps docked there greeted their triumphant return.

The continuous honking also woke up the warriors who were still sleeping. Only then did they realize that they were already home.

At Pier 1, the staff of the Combat Team Headquarters were already waiting in advance.

When the owner of the fog walked down the gangway, the staff immediately went forward.

aCceCommander w.a.n.g Yi, congratulations on your victorious returna0

Hearing the staffs congratulatory words, the owner of the fog could not help but frown.

Please speak to my a.s.sistant. I still have things to attend to.

Upon hearing this, an awkward expression appeared on the staff members faces. They tactfully retreated to the side.

The owner of the fog turned to look at the fleet that had already docked.

Taking out its communicator, it began to direct the unloading.

Seeing the batches of spiritual resources being unloaded, the staff members opened their mouth but did not go forward again.

Under normal circ.u.mstances, after the domain combat team returned from their harvest, they would deal with resources at the docks.

It was just like how after a fis.h.i.+ng boat returned from the sea and docked, seafood merchants would come in advance to negotiate the acquisition price.

However, the ident.i.ty of the seafood merchants had been changed to the people in charge of supplies in the various cities.

Specific negotiations were prepared by the three parties.

The domain combat team would keep a batch of resources and sell most of them.

After all, money was the hard currency.

In the future, they could buy the resources they needed with money.

The front line was not an isolated society where barter was done.

Among them, the professional staff of the Combat Team Headquarters were in charge of helping the domain combat team send goods to the people in charge of the various cities without charging any fees.

The people in charge of supplies in the various cities were in charge of receiving the goods and negotiating the price or corresponding benefits.

If both parties are satisfied with the price,

the resources that were taken to the major cities would be distributed to the research inst.i.tutes, academies, garrisons, and other organizations in the cities according to their situation.

However, this time, the owner of the fog had no intention of selling this batch of resources.

Although it could buy supplies or even high-end weapons and equipment from research inst.i.tutes using the money earned,

in comparison, it wanted spiritual resources more.

After all the spiritual resources were unloaded, the staff stepped forward again.

Faced with the staffs careful questions, the owner of the fog decisively chose to refuse.

After distributing the resources that each combat team deserved, it then got the warriors of the Death Star Number Three Domain Combat Team to pick up their share of spiritual resources.

As for whether the other battle groups would sell their spiritual resources or keep them, it could not be bothered.

After traveling for a while, they returned to their manor.

After instructing them to store the spiritual resources in the manors resource vault, the owner of the fog sent Feng Qi back to his residence.

Placing Feng Qi on the sofa, it pressed its hand on his head.

Blood-colored energy surged into his body through his forehead and checked his bodys condition.

A moment later, the owner of the fog retracted its hand.

Feng Qis body had basically recovered and was fine.

Putting down its worries, it turned around and left Feng Qis residence.

Two days later, the unconscious Feng Qi slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was a familiar ceiling.

After a short daze, he stood up. He immediately saw the Lord of Mist sitting not far away, looking at him with his legs crossed.

At this moment, his gaze s.h.i.+fted to the green bracelet on its right wrist.

He realized that this mission had clearly succeeded.

Now, he was very curious about the effect of this miracle.

Youre awake? The owner of the fog asked with a smile.

Yes, how many days have I slept for?

Three and a half days.

When Feng Qi heard this, he nodded and was about to reply when he suddenly raised his left arm.

When he saw his blood-colored left arm, his mind went blank.

Wheres my left arm?

It was broken. I made this new one for you. How does it feel? The owner of the fog grinned.

Hearing the answer, Feng Qi was stunned.

He suddenly remembered that his left arm had been completely crushed when he fought to the death on the beach.

Swinging his brand new left arm, he could not help but look at the owner of the fog.

This is too ugly. Can you make another one?