I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong

The Heavenly Tribulation destroyed all the tree demons on the mountain. Now if Tian Lin wants to find fruits to replenish Spiritual Energy, he must search other mountain peaks.

However, Tian Lin is not seeking fruits to replenish True Qi, but rather to fill his stomach.

As far as he knows, the provisions in the Huahua Lang team will last less than a month.

If no food is found later, the team may face the threat of running out of supplies.

He hid the dry food given to him by the Supervisor, while he continued to eat wild fruits and poisonous herbs.

Actually, now that he has recovered to the Foundation Establishment Realm, he is not easily hungry anymore.

"Food can be sustained temporarily, only water scarcity is urgent! When Old Fourth was around, he could always conjure a water source with his spells. Now that Old Fourth is dead, who else knows such spells?"

As soon as Tian Lin returned from the mountains, the Supervisor sought him out.

"This matter is easy to handle; although I am not very learned, I can perform one or two water-conjuring spells."

Tian Lin knew the Supervisor approached him because there was suspicion he had such abilities, so he didn't hide it.

Sure enough, the Supervisor had already instructed someone to dig a small pool for holding water before he arrived.

Tian Lin cast a spell, and the small pool quickly filled with water. A group of thirsty mortals rushed with their broken bowls and pots to the pool to drink.

Watching this scene, Master Tingyu sneered disdainfully, "These fools, have they forgotten the last time they were poisoned after drinking water? As soon as they see water, they don't even think whether it's poisoned."

This water was personally conjured by Tian Lin, so of course it wasn't poisoned.

He took the Spirit Stones handed over by the Supervisor, but unfortunately, he could not absorb the Spiritual Energy from them.

Master Tingyu, seemingly showing off, asked Tian Lin, "How about the quality of these Spirit Stones? My mining technique isn't bad, right?"

Although Tian Lin could not directly absorb the Spiritual Energy inside, he could sense the surging energy within the Spirit Stones with his Spiritual Sense.

"To extract top-grade Spirit Stones using such a simple Earth Fire Array shows your incredible skills, Seventh Brother. But how much effort does it take to refine such Spirit Stones?"

Upon hearing the words 'Seventh Brother', Master Tingyu's expression didn't look good. Nonetheless, he admitted:

"Right now, these mortals aren't skilled at extracting, and they only manage about twenty such Spirit Stones a day. Once they become more proficient in a month, their efficiency will multiply."

Tian Lin shook his head at his words, "I fear we can't wait for a month; the food in the team is already running short."

Master Tingyu said, "Isn't there still enough grain for several months?"

Tian Lin glanced at Master Tingyu and said, "If the grain is only for us Cultivators to eat, of course, it's more than enough for a few months. But once the mortals finish the meat in the team, the grain must be divided among them.

The work they do is extremely labor-intensive, and without enough food, their work efficiency will drop."

Master Tingyu nodded, then shook his head.

The Supervisor beside them frowned, "So we only mine for a month, then leave this place?"

Tian Lin said, "At most, half a month! After half a month, we should take the ore and leave; we can't wait until our food runs out, because after leaving, we might go a long time on the road without finding something to eat—we must prepare some dry food for this period of hunger."

The Supervisor said nothing, nor did the Second Leader.

Clearly, the two, accustomed to long-term 'poverty', were unwilling to leave such a large mine field.

Their desire was to haul cartloads of ore away, not to take just a few bags from such a large mine field.

Tian Lin looked at Master Tingyu. Although Master Tingyu's expression didn't show dissatisfaction, Tian Lin knew without a doubt that Master Tingyu was unwilling.

After all, Master Tingyu needed a vast amount of Spirit Stones to restore his Nascent Soul Realm.

If they leave this mine field, where will he find so many free spirit mines to recover his cultivation level later?

"In any case, I've said enough—it's up to you to make the decision ultimately."

Tian Lin stopped speaking further. Although half a month is not long for Cultivators, it is not necessary to argue now about something happening in half a month.

For the next few days, everything was as before; the exhausted mortals were already used to the howling roaming souls at night. They could sleep soundly in such an environment, unaffected by the outside noise.

The entire Huahua Lang team remained peaceful, although everyone was a bit tired and hungry, they all felt this life was worthwhile.

Because they shared in the Spirit Stones extracted from the mined ore. Although they only received scraps, bit by bit, one day they would accumulate enough to have a foundation for cultivation.

What satisfied them even more was that although Master Tingyu was aloof and demanding, he also taught them cultivation.

The mortals believed that one day, they could become Cultivators. In such troubled times, becoming a Cultivator was the only way to survive.

But without swearing an oath before Houtu, without Houtu's restraint, was Master Tingyu truly a benevolent elder willing to share?

Another ten days passed, and Tian Lin noticed something amiss.

He observed that Master Tingyu's rebukes towards the mortals increased in frequency while supervising them.

He also noticed that when distributing dried meat, the old man was stingy with the mortals.

"If you continue like this, there will be deaths in no more than two days."

Tian Lin advised the old man, but the old man was resolute: "If I don't do this, how many Spirit Stones can they dig in a day? If I don't do this, how long will the food last?"

Over the next day, one or two people finally died from exhaustion.

Tian Lin confronted Master Tingyu again, but the old man was stubborn:

"If I give them an extra piece of meat today, they will still eat less tomorrow! If they work less today, they will receive fewer Spirit Stones later."

Tian Lin vaguely felt that the current scene was similar to when he was a Mine Slave!

Back then, Manager Xu deliberately harmed people to provide the merchant with more dead bodies for Alchemy.

But what about the old man?

The old man deliberately killing people—could it be to use the dead bodies for Alchemy as well? Even if he was a Blood Sect Devotee, wanting to restore his Nascent Soul Realm, what use are twenty dead bodies? How many pills could they refine?

Tian Lin couldn't figure it out, but he knew that Master Tingyu had already restored some cultivation using Spirit Stones.

Although Master Tingyu's cultivation was not yet as good as his own, he could not stop the old man from doing this.

"I understand now, you plan to kill these people and have them become dried corpses to serve you after death!

This way, you'll have free Mine Slaves who do not tire and do not need to be fed daily;

When these Mine Slaves die, the Spirit Stones they accumulated become yours for the taking."

Tian Lin finally realized it in the end. He looked at Master Tingyu and said, "Old man, your conduct makes me very uneasy!"