“No need to comfort me, my savior. Those who lag behind are destined to be wiped out. We Archaic Body cultivators have already prepared for our extinction. Keep the emerald badge. After returning to my homeland, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave again. The Tall family has snatched all resources there. I traveled thousands of miles to Jipsdale for a chance to win some spirit coins and resources at the arena. The plan was to bring those back so my people could take a breather. However, it seems the only fate awaiting my people after I return will be total annihilation by the hand of the Tall family.” After Vasily finished speaking, tears streamed down his cheeks.
He stuffed the emerald badge into Jared's hand, turned around, and left.
As Jared watched Vasily walk away, an awful feeling flooded his heart.
“Wait!” Jared shouted and chased after him.
“Is there something else you need?” Vasily turned to Jared.
“Do you have a storage bag or something like that?”
Vasily nodded. “I do. I was planning to fill it with the resources I won, but—”
“Take it out.”
Vasily was stunned. He promptly handed the storage bag to Jared. “If you want the bag, you can have it. I doubt I'll be using it again in the future.”
He misunderstood Jared's intention, thinking the latter wanted his storage bag.
Jared smiled. Instead of explaining anything, he opened the bag and tossed all the spirit coins and resources he won from his Storage Ring into it.
“I won tens of millions of spirit coins as well as plenty of resources at the arena today. I think these will support your people for a while after you return. If I have the time and chance, I'll definitely visit you and the Archaic Body cultivators in the far north. It's not like your people don't have any redeeming qualities. Don't give up and keep fighting. One day, you may be able to become an immortal, too,” comforted Jared.
Staring at Jared, Vasily instantly cried a waterfall while holding the storage bag.
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