Shi Yong and Ou Chong, leading the Bronze Camp assault team, sat around the dining table, silently eating.

About half of the food came from what the Star-Eye Clan brought here.

Because they were people Ye Zhongming brought himself, the Su Clan naturally wouldn't cover their related expenses. If not for Jie Su's face, they would even have to pay for their accommodations.

Under the clan's very difficult circumstances, the assault team members had long anticipated this, so they prepared everything themselves—food, clothing, and daily necessities.

Today's meal, although half the food was purchased from Su City, wasn't paid for by them either; several Gold Mask warriors treated these younger brothers to it.

They always felt they didn't deserve those pieces of equipment.

Millions of Moonspan Gold, for them—no, even for the Star-Eye Clan—was a huge sum, yet the Bronze Order Leader gave it to them.

And these Bronze Camp younger brothers were here eating simple, even crude food. How could they sit still?

Regarding Ye Zhongming's ability to produce so much money, neither the Bronze Camp people nor the Gold Camp people found it strange now. They followed Ye Zhongming all the way here, knowing many things currently only known to the Star-Eye Clan's upper echelons, such as forging Red Condensation-grade equipment and the Changxu Water Race's allegiance, etc. They also knew this new Bronze Order Leader was no ordinary person; he had unusual strength and abilities others didn't possess. What he was engaged in was of a higher level; every action was likely to have extraordinary significance.

For example, the Bronze Order Leader's huge expenditure in Su City. Others might think the Star-Eye Clan was rich or something, but they all knew the clan was very poor; this money was all from the Order Leader's private funds. And why did he spend so much here? The quality of things here was one aspect; another aspect, even if they were dumb, they knew it was to flaunt his worth, to gain more benefits in the upcoming cooperation negotiations.

The Order Leader was using his own money to compensate for the Star-Eye Clan's shortcomings. So even though Ye Zhongming had already told the guesthouse staff to take full care of the assault team and several Gold Mask warriors, they all declined.

"You guys seem a bit different."

Because they had been together almost the entire journey, these Gold Mask warriors and the Bronze Camp assault team members were already very familiar. Now, sitting together, eating, and chatting was also quite casual.

"Yeah, we didn't have this feeling when we first boarded the ship, but now we do. Have you progressed this fast recently?"

Another Gold Mask warrior looked at these younger brothers and said.

They all had Furelai exceeding twenty thousand. Although they couldn't see through completely, at least they could sense the changes in the energy contained within these people.

"Can't say for now." Shi Yong smiled and replied. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Actually, even if he wanted to say now, he couldn't explain clearly. They were just practicing according to what Ye Zhongming taught them; they didn't even know the specific name of this ability technique.

"Shi Yong, your Furelai has exceeded ten thousand, right?"

The little captain among these Gold Mask warriors patted Shi Yong's shoulder and said.

Previously, Shi Yong was a middle-level member of the Bronze Camp, with Furelai around eight thousand. Now exceeding ten thousand was also significant progress.

You should know, in the entire Bronze Camp now, besides Ye Zhongming, only Zhong Hongke had passed ten thousand Furelai.

Shi Yong nodded and said, "Although I haven't measured it yet, I should have passed. The feeling is different from before."

These people started discussing Furelai and level issues again, with the Gold Mask warriors mostly answering questions from the Bronze Camp.

A meal neared its end in such an atmosphere, but before completely finishing, Ye Zhongming sent a message, telling them to follow the Su Clan person sent to fetch them.

Shi Yong and Ou Chong immediately knew it was time to make an appearance.

Immediately, the assault team members geared up and set off, with the Gold Mask warriors following behind.

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Ye Zhongming and the others arrived at the training ground first. Jie Su stood with him without any pretense of keeping a distance.

After all, everyone knew his relationship with Ye Zhongming; if he deliberately kept a distance now, it would be too hypocritical.

"You have quite a few good things?" Jie Su said, somewhat annoyed.

Ye Zhongming knew what his friend meant, but there was no need to explain at this moment.

Of the two things he took out, Weapon of War was obtained from the Library Palace.

This thing that perfectly combined medicine and equipment—its formula wasn't actually lost. Back then, that race's leader was attacked, chased, and, through a series of coincidences, ended up fleeing into the Library Palace, becoming a library officer. Upon his death, this formula naturally remained there.

For so many years, the Library Palace had treasured it. Until the old dean took over and had other ideas, he began purchasing some materials through gradually established channels, producing some finished items.

Of course, to avoid attracting attention, they didn't produce much of Weapon of War—only about twenty pieces. This time, Ye Zhongming brought them all with him.

The formula was naturally given to him as well.

As for the other precious metal, Purple Luo Zinc, that wasn't taken from the Library Palace but was from the Changxu Water Race's stockpile.

Recently, Helsky was sent out by Ye Zhongming. One of his tasks was to quietly 'receive' the Changxu Water Race's assets. Currently, Ye Zhongming had over a thousand pounds of Purple Luo Zinc.

According to the list He gave Ye Zhongming, in several other places that couldn't yet be accessed, there was still a considerable amount of this metal, totaling about a hundred thousand pounds.

Back then, why did Ye Zhongming have the feeling, upon seeing the list, that one shouldn't underestimate any cosmic races that had once been glorious? It was precisely because even the Changxu Water Race, without a fixed base, still controlled wealth that wasn't comparable to just anyone.

A hundred thousand pounds of Purple Luo Zinc—just the value of this thing, even based on pre-inflation prices, was worth at least ten million Moonspan Gold. If it were during the era when the two camps extorted the Su Clan, this price could have been five or even ten times higher.

"What are you going to show the clan this time?" Seeing Ye Zhongming didn't answer, Jie Su wasn't annoyed. Although he also somewhat blamed him for not informing him beforehand, deep down, Jie Su hoped this little brother had more things like Weapon of War and Purple Luo Zinc.

"The obstacle to cooperation now is that the Star-Eye Clan is too weak. This is my Achilles' heel, currently unsolvable. So, I can only let your clansmen see our potential. This team of mine is precisely to let the Su Clan see that not just me, but the entire Star-Eye Clan also has great potential."

Jie Su's expression shifted slightly, unable to hold back, and asked, "Tell me first?"

Ye Zhongming laughed heartily, "Nothing that can't be said."

"I trained a team of one hundred people. They fight in a rather peculiar way. In a moment, we'll need a team from the Su Clan for a match. Of course, it needs to be... their people."

The Cloud Peak King gestured with his chin towards Kelan Su's direction.