Because of the miasma fog, Lufeng forest only opened once a year. At this rate, it should be more than enough to store dozens of bottles a year. It was impossible to only fill six bottles, like now, and empty them out.
"Who knows? maybe someone else came here before us?" Chang Daoping's mouth twitched.
"That's even more abnormal. No one would ever complain about having too much Star Ink milk. If someone had come here before us, they must have taken all of it away. It's impossible for them to leave so much behind. At most, there would only be the star Ink milk that dripped down again after he left. Counting from the time when the miasma fog dissipated, there would only be one small bottle at most, not six whole bottles!" Lin Yi shook his head decisively.
