บท 883: Gaining Thirty Years For the Human Race (2)

Ao Guang nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Zhou Shu's voice.

"That's not a lot of material. Make the quantity ten times what he said. I'll let you go once we receive the materials," Zhou Shu said. "Once I get them, you'll be free."

Gruu!

Ao Guang finally couldn't take it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood. Ten times the quantity?

The quantity Ji Lutian mentioned only made Ao Guang's heart ache slightly, but he could still take them out after gritting his teeth. But after the quantity increased by ten times, it would no longer be a matter of gritting his teeth. It would be cutting off his flesh!