Of course, when Zhang Yanhang's rank became higher, he might actually be able to achieve that. By then, not to mention the mud on his body, even something as trivial as earwax might be seen as containing infinite energy and considered an ultimate treasure for ordinary people.
But at this stage, that was still a far cry from the current Zhang Yanhang. Besides, by the time his rank became higher, he might not even produce something as low-level as earwax anymore.
Casually flicking the dark red ball aside, Zhang Yanhang sat back on his bed to summarize his gains, starting with bottled water and food. He had found a small supermarket downstairs, so there was no longer any worry in that aspect.
