It was not until then that Zhang Zichen laughed, clasped his fists and bowed, "So that's it, so that's it! Sister Lu, then I'll compensate you here, okay?"

"What's the use of compensation?" Tan Lu didn't appreciate it. "It's just a verbal statement. Zhang Zichen, do you dare to do some practical actions and give each of us some elixirs?"

"Ah? This..." Hearing that he was about to bleed, Zhang Zichen was immediately embarrassed, deliberately opening up the topic, and said, "By the way, Sister Lu, how many elixirs have you all picked?"

"We?" Every time Tan Lu thought of the elixir he had picked, he felt so angry that his teeth were itchy, but at this time, he could only smile bitterly, "I picked nearly two hundred."

"So few?" Zhang Zichen was a little disbelief and shook his head and said, "Sister Lu, you must be lying! There are a total of 200,000 300,000 elixirs here. You said you only collected less than 200, who are you missing?"

"..." Tan Lu was speechless. If it weren't for your damn Zhang Zichen, if it weren't for your repeated attacks and snatching me again and again, would I have only picked such a little bit?

Tan Lu's breathing gradually accelerated, and her chest fell: "Hmph! Zhang Zichen, are you doing it on purpose? You made fun of me on purpose, right?"

"No!" Zhang Zichen swears to the sky and to the earth. He did not make fun of Tan Lu, but just felt that Tan Lu must have picked more than just such a little elixir. "Sister Lu, I just don't believe you! There are 200,000 elixirs here. You said you only collected 200, and the gap is a bit big, so I don't believe it."

"You...you...isn't this because of you?" Tan Lu stuttered in anger, "Zhang Zichen, do you think there are fewer ones? Among the four of us, I have quite a lot!"

"Ah? No way?" Zhang Zichen looked at the other three people in confusion and asked himself secretly, not knowing how many of these people had picked.

At this time, Tan Lu pointed at Feng Ruotan and the other two and said, "You little face, tell Zhang Zichen how many plants have you picked in total."

It was not until this time that Feng Ruotan had white eyes and said, "I only collected more than twenty plants."

"Puff!" Hearing this sentence, Zhang Zichen didn't drink water in his mouth, and he was choked by his saliva, "What? Ruotan, you said you only collected more than twenty plants? No, right? Isn't this true?"

However, looking at Feng Ruotan's very unhappy eyes and painful expression, Zhang Zichen knew that this was true.

More than twenty plants?

If you can own more than twenty immortal medicines at one time in the heavenly continent, that would be considered a lot.

However, for the twenty or three hundred thousand immortal medicines in this underground space, these twenty or so medicines are completely negligible.

Feng Ruotan only picked more than twenty plants, and Zhang Zichen had a clear mind. He turned around and asked, "Brother Lu, Brother Mao, where are you two?"

"I have twelve plants."

"Thirteen plants."

Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing almost answered in unison, and their tone was also very unhappy.

This time, Zhang Zichen was prepared, but... Zhang Zichen couldn't help laughing: "Brother Lu, Brother Mao, I said, what are you doing? You only collected twelve or three of these hundreds of thousands of immortal medicines? Are you playing? Do you mean to let me do it on purpose?"

Hearing Zhang Zichen's words, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing's faces were covered with black lines. Even though they treated Zhang Zichen as their friends and brothers of life and death, they still wanted to pick as much as possible in the face of so many elixirs.

There are 200,000 to 300,000 immortal medicines here, so I naturally thought that I could pick tens of thousands of them. If there weren’t tens of thousands, it would be normal to pick a few thousand.

But now, there are too few twelve or three plants in their hands.

And the whole process was because of Zhang Zichen, who suddenly appeared in front of everyone and snatched away the elixirs that everyone was about to pick.

How could Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing not be angry?

"Zhang Zichen, you are so bullying!" Lu Wenxing said, and actually started crying, "It was you who kept coming to snatch our elixir just now, but you still have the nerve to say it!"

"Hahaha!" Seeing Lu Wenxing crying, Zhang Zichen became even more excited. "The elixir picked by the four of you happened to have enough 25, 25, 25, 25! I said you are too weak, right? I thought before that at least no one of you would have to get a few hundred elixirs, but..."

Without Zhang Zichen's words, Tan Lu and others were both angry and helpless.

Tan Lu pointed to Lu Wenxing and said, "Zhang Zichen, this short guy is your life and death brother, right?"

"Yes! That's right!" Zhang Zichen nodded and said, "It's not just Brother Lu, but you three. Our group of people have been through life and death. Sister Lu, what's wrong?"

"Hmph!" Tan Lu snorted coldly, "If you treat him as your brother, you should comfort him."

"How can I comfort me?" Zhang Zichen said speechlessly, "He is a man of thousands of years old. He is crying himself. Do you want me to comfort me?"

"Of course!" Tan Lu said, "If you hadn't snatched his elixir, could he cry? So Zhang Zichen, if you want to comfort him, then give him some elixir, and I promise he will laugh immediately!"

"Give him the elixir?" Hearing these four words, Zhang Zichen immediately became alert. Then, he shook his head and said, "No way! I am useful in this elixir, and I will not give it to you any."

Zhang Zichen saw through Tan Lu's tricks at a glance.

Lu Wenxing cried and was acting to win Zhang Zichen's sympathy. Then Tan Lu, Feng Ruotan and Mao Zhijing persuaded Zhang Zichen and asked someone to take out some magic medicine to comfort Lu Wenxing.

Once Zhang Zichen takes out the elixir and gives it to Lu Wenxing, the rest of the people will definitely come to ask for the elixir. At that time, Zhang Zichen will be bleeding heavily.

So, of course, Zhang Zichen would not come out any elixir.

Tan Lu and others immediately started to curse.

"Zhang Zichen, you are so stingy! Damn, there are so many treasures on you, and you still care about just a few elixirs. Are you brain-related??"

"Brother Zhang, it's not that I'm talking about you. Today I'm really stingy when I see you."

"Yes, Brother Zhang, you have 200,000 to 300,000 elixirs on you. If you take out a little bit, it won't affect you too much, right?"

Everyone expressed their dissatisfaction.
Chapter completed!