Bab 386: The Returning Immortals Would Not Run into Any Accidents, Would They?

There was silence in the vast office.

Thud.

A divine-tier elite had dropped his thermal cup to the floor, splashing wolfberries and tea leaves all over the floor, but that elite seemed to not realize it.

Wang Hou's lips twitched at the sight of the wolfberries strewn all over the floor.

These morons… they could not imitate else? Did they have to imitate me brewing wolfberries in a thermal cup?

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Meanwhile, deep within outer space, Jiang He felt a little confused even as he stared at the fifty-kilometer Star Core.

How was he supposed to plant that thing?

His farm was just 100 Mu…

"Whatever, I'll store it in my System Backpack for now and think of a way to plant it later." Jiang He extended his hand and grasped, his mystic energy surging towards the Star Core… only for an energy to surge out of the Star Core, and it struggled, attempting to fly away from Jiang He's control.