The women of the Crystal Water Race were indeed like water.
They were ever-changing and gentle like water.
Wang Ye wanted to refuse, but Bluey was too enthusiastic.
It was too hard to decline.
Wang Ye deeply felt the humbleness of a weak race. They could only survive by pleasing the strong.
"In other words, the ten thousand-year prison lacks resources." Wang Ye understood.
" Yeah, those from great races, especially human geniuses, often have a lot of resources. So as long as they see a human rookie, everyone will rush over." Bluey wrapped her arms around Wang Ye's chest, sticking close to him.
There were three types of resources.
The first was treasures, the second was cultivation resources, and the third was recovery resources.
All three were lacking in the ten thousand-year prison.
Because the mobility was too great, the strong monopolized everything.
What was the most lacking was recovery resources.
