Han Fei grinned. "Old Jiang, you know me."
Qu Jinnan asked, "Senior Brother, won't these demon plants divide up the humans' cultivation resources?"
Han Fei smiled and said, "The human race has grown fast enough over the years. We need some time to consolidate and accumulate. Otherwise, even if our strength has increased, our combat skills haven't improved at all. What's the point? A portion of the human race's resources will inevitably be vacated. What's wrong with planting some demon plants?"
Old Jiang said, "Interesting, but the growth of these demon plants can't be so easy, right?"
Han Fei nodded slightly. "Of course, this is only because the students of the Thug Academy are strong. If it were anyone else, they might not be able to produce a single fruit in dozens of days. The strong can produce it at will, but the fruits produced are a little useless to them."