Rod answered casually, "Of course, I rely on my unparalleled wisdom and extraordinary skills. Each time I kill a monster, I precisely control the force and direction of my attack, just enough to break its soul body with characteristics and store it in my storage space. After so many battles, is accumulating a little strange?"
"A little? How much is it?"
"Well, about more than 40,000 pieces."
Megan and Ryanbeck's eyes almost popped out:
"What did you say, more than 40,000 pieces?"
"Calier's Whisper of Secrets can only cut out a hundred pieces a day, and soul traits of higher quality are only in single digits."
"Could they be substandard broken pieces?"
Rod casually took out a cluster of soul traits: "Is this okay?"
Megan's old face blossomed like a chrysanthemum: "Top quality, perfect cutting method, genius cutting trajectory. Can I have this one? I can have Annie accompany you for a night!"
