Chapter 1006: Ran into an Old Acquaintance, Bad Luck!
Kingston Walters looked at the gleam in Carson Flores’s eyes and immediately guessed what he was thinking.
Kingston Walters said with a wry smile, "You do have quite a few ideas, but they’re useless. The warehouse storing the spirit materials will definitely be guarded by Great Demons. With our little strength, how can we possibly steal the spirit materials right under their noses?"
"Even if by some stroke of luck we manage to steal them successfully, we’re still wearing these shackles. How could we possibly escape?"
"To slip away without making a sound is already quite an achievement, so don’t even think about those spirit materials. They’re not for us to covet."
Carson Flores smiled and nodded, without uttering a word in rebuttal.
As the group dug deeper day by day, the number of spirit materials they found slowly increased, but so did the number of cultivators who died to the black fire.
Fear occupied everyone’s hearts. Like lambs on the chopping block, they had no choice but to hope for better luck, to not encounter the black fire.
Carson Flores stayed like this for half a month. During that time, he had roughly figured out the situation regarding the storage of the spirit materials and the guards stationed there.
Carson Flores was ready to make his move.
However, on this particular day, quite a few Flying Boats suddenly arrived at the camp.
These Flying Boats carried loads of cultivator slaves. After all the cultivator slaves were taken away, a group of men and women disembarked from an inconspicuous Flying Boat.