"Y-You'll take them all?"
Zhou Ping was stunned for a moment.
"Han Feng, you..."
Wang Meng was also dumbfounded.
He stammered.
"You've really gone crazy, kid!"
"Even if they're cheap, that's still eleven thousand seven hundred and fifty Contribution Points!"
"You're throwing away more than half of what you earned today!"
"Are you planning on drinking this stuff like water?"
"Spendthrift..."
Gu Yun muttered under his breath.
Everyone shot him strange looks.
Han Feng simply explained calmly.
"My Talent is awakening, so I need a massive energy supplement."
The reason was simple, yet irrefutable.
In the Martial Arts World, geniuses always exhibited all sorts of unusual behaviors.
Some were born with Divine Power and could eat an entire ox in one sitting.
Others had immense Spiritual Power and could stay energetic for days without sleep.
So it seemed plausible that Han Feng's flight Talent required a vast amount of resources to support it.
"So that's how it is..."
