"Moreover—"
Wang Jili paused for a moment before continuing, "These primitive monsters can drop fur, hemp rope, and other rare materials when killed initially. These rare materials are essential for crafting leather armor and bows and arrows."
"The monsters on the first night are not strong, you could even say they are quite weak."
"Even an elderly person wielding a beginner's axe for chopping wood could kill them with only a few minor injuries. This is also an opportunity."
"And most importantly..."
Wang Jili, looking somewhat helpless, put his arm around Elder Bai's shoulder, "Aren't you the one who opened the graveyard? Without a few fatalities, where will your graveyard get its corpses from? Since you're doing this, don't worry about whether people will die or not."
"This is just a small number, all together it's just a small race on a planet."
"We're putting on such a big show, it can't be just for this one small race."
"These people are just the first batch."
