Three months later, inside a cave on a small island, Divine Calculator sat there, counting the storage bags piled as tall as a person in front of him, grinning widely.
"Haha, junior brother, we're rich now. Just selling these storage bags will earn us a large sum of spirit stones."
Chen Nan didn't want to pay attention to this annoying fat man. For more than three months, the fat man had stuck by his side, and originally those storage bags belonged to him alone, but after Divine Calculator arrived, he demanded half.
Those were plain white spirit stones.
"Junior brother, are you unhappy?" Divine Calculator asked puzzledly.
Chen Nan gritted his teeth, thinking unhappily, don't you already know the answer?
Just then, a short, dark-skinned cultivator came before Chen Nan. This person was named Wang Wu and was one of the ten people led by Chen Nan initially.
Because he was quick-witted, Chen Nan took a liking to him and had him do some errands.
