An hour had passed, and Meng Jingtian had harvested 103 top-grade zongzi and 1,086 top-grade zongzi!
Of course, after he had obtained them, all of the Zongzi had been added with the suffix (tribute) , and their quality had improved further.
Meng Jingtian turned to Huang Shang and the others with a smile and asked, “How was it? How much did you guys collect?”
Huang Shang’s face turned a little dark as he muttered, “Those who have good zongzi have all gone to your place to level up. A divine weapon costs tens of millions. Who would sell it to me for a few thousand gold coins?”
“Then let’s take them out and compete, shall we? Don’t forget the bet!”Meng Tian smiled and said.
Then, when he was about to take them out of his backpack, he was suddenly stunned.
“F * ck!”The space in his backpack with the two kinds of zongzi was actually empty. Not a single zongzi was left!
