The entrance to the basement slowly opened. Tang Zhen walked up with a frown as if he was thinking about something.
This building had been specially designed. The entrance to the basement was set behind the wall of the top floor. Unless one dug three feet deep, it would be impossible to find its existence.
When Mo Yi, who was taking care of the Ling seedlings, saw Tang Zhen walk out, he stepped forward and bowed. After that, he continued to do his work, appearing extremely serious.
Tang Zhen sat on a chair and looked at the flowing clouds above his head in a daze. After which, he said to Mo Yi,"Calculating the time, these spiritual seedlings should be about to mature, right?"
Mo Yi, who was preparing the nutrient solution, nodded slightly. If he could keep his mouth shut, he would always respond with simple actions.
I've spent quite a bit during this period of time. You shouldn't have much spirit coins left, right? "
