Old Mo patted the pig-killing knife: "I just caught a few slightly spiritual ones and told them, 'Are you going to hand over the Tomato, or should I pluck your Tomato?' The simpler the truth, the more straightforward it is. Those Green Skins, once they heard my logic, became much more conscious and brought out some treasures for me to choose from. If not for the insufficient size of the bag, I would definitely get you more..."
"But honestly, eating too many of these isn't good. It's fine as a supplement, but getting addicted to them is a big problem."
Lin Yi nodded.
"You seem to have recovered quite well, right? Your breath seems stable... Just eating one Tomato and you're like this, not bad." Old Mo patted Lin Yi's shoulder and took out another Tomato from his bag, pondering after fiddling with it for a bit, "Huh, it doesn't seem to be the effect of the Tomato..."
He looked at Lin Yi with a sneer, "It seems that Boss has trained you pretty well."
