At their speed, even the slowest in the Fusion Realm shouldn't take more than two hours to move close to eight million miles.
The reason it's so slow, of course, is because they are constantly observing their surroundings, exploring all the resources they can find.
"There's another medicinal ingredient!"
Someone spoke, their figure flickered, and moments later, they retrieved the medicinal ingredient.
"A sixth grade medicinal material, not bad." Ling Xiao glanced at the ingredient.
Throughout their journey, Su Han and the others had come across at least over eight hundred of these ingredients, and even the lowest grade was Fourth Grade.
If placed in the outside world, the value of these medicinal ingredients would naturally be immense.
But the key is, what they need at this moment is not medicinal ingredients!
Even if they acquired thousands, tens of thousands, how many pills could be refined from them? How many people could they be distributed to?
