Lin Mu gave a slight nod.
"Understood."
With that, he continued his work.
By the fourth day, the results were finally significant. Lin Mu stepped back slightly, observing the Beast Qi container. It was no longer nearly empty. The energy within it pulsed faintly, dense and concentrated, occupying roughly twenty percent of its total capacity.
Lin Mu exhaled slowly.
"Twenty percent…"
It was far from full.
But…
It was enough.
More than enough.
"For one foxkin,this should suffice," he thought. "Perhaps even for several."
He had prepared far beyond the minimum requirement, driven by caution and the need to account for unforeseen variables.
But now…
He realized something.
A slight frown formed on his face.
"This will not last forever."
The Beast Qi would be consumed.
Gradually.
Inevitably.
And when it was gone…
There would be no easy way to replenish it.
Lin Mu's thoughts moved quickly.
The Flame Fur and Frost Fox tribes had around three thousand individuals combined.
