Bab 543: Industrialization of Forging, Sowing Discord (2)

Zhang Chunlin returned to the depths of the cave with the Essence Cleansing Pills.

The human captives were busy processing the ores.

Some of the human captives were forgers, and some were not. But even ordinary martial artists could process ore.

Zhang Chunlin ignored everyone. He walked straight to a corner and hesitated for a moment before picking up an Essence Cleansing Pill and putting it into his mouth.

He felt that there was no need for Zhou Shu to harm him. If Zhou Shu really wanted to harm him, he had plenty of ways.

Zhang Chunlin was no longer a hot-blooded and impulsive brat. Compared to the great kindness Zhou Shu had shown him by saving him from the demonic beasts, the conflict between him and Zhou Shu was nothing.

The Essence Cleansing Pill turned into a stream of heat that surged into his dantian. Then Zhang Chunlin felt his stomach churn.

Gruu—

Zhang Chunlin's eyes widened, and his eyeballs almost fell out…