"He Xing, what are you guys doing? Are you going out for a collection mission?" Zuo Mingdong asked He Xing, and the two of them were confused.
He Xing's mind was filled with question marks. "What kind of mission is that?"
"You don't know? Then what are you guys going out for? Are you still going out to hunt?" After saying this, Zuo Mingdong looked at He Xing with a complicated expression.
Others might not understand, but he did. He Xing's card still had at least tens of thousands of contribution points. In the base, other people might not be able to eat well, wear warm clothes, or stay warm, but with the balance in He Xing's card, he could definitely eat whatever he wanted. He was already so rich, but he was not comfortably staying at home, eating and drinking. He always went out hunting in the heavy snow. This person was too hardworking!
