"You're lucky; the red clay you dug up should qualify!"
Lin Baici looked around and said, "I feel like most of the red clay around the clay creature's body is fine, similar to the piece it took!"
Ma Yuan frowned and looked at the other passengers more than thirty meters away.
The implication of the young man's words was that the clay these people got was not up to standard?
"What about mine?"
Song Li was worried.
"I don't think it's good enough!"
Lin Baici frankly said, "But this is a matter of life and death. It's just a suggestion, so it's up to you to decide. Don't complain to me later if something goes wrong, saying I was selfish and didn't remind you."
Song Li fell silent.
18D remembered Lin Baici's previous performance on the train and made up his mind, "Bro, I trust you!"
Xia Hongyao saw that Ma Yuan didn't move and offered a piece of advice, "I advise you to listen to him!"
"Alright then!"
