Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day-Chapter 932 - 650: Give Him a Chance to Turn Over a New Leaf (Part 3)

"Um... I'll go check if there's anything that needs help over there." He sprinted out of the Golden Light Zone, his mental strain suddenly skyrocketing, resisting the malice rushing towards him from all directions again.

Even though his mind was already very exhausted, he felt... it was safer outside of the Golden Light than inside.

Li Zheng walked amidst the twisted creatures' rotting flesh, reflecting on how many twisted creatures he had actually killed with his own hands. After much thought, he could only recall fighting with utter abandon, immersed entirely in the feeling of martial transparency, without paying attention to how many he slew.

So he could only leave it to fate; any Magic Crystals he could carry, he would.

The dozen or so White Magic Crystals he had collected along the way had long been discarded, replaced with more valuable Purple Magic Crystals, his coat pockets bulging, stuffed with no less than fifty, and he could no longer fit any more.

"I regret it, I truly regret it!" Li Zheng dug out Purple Magic Crystal after Purple Magic Crystal, muttering to himself: "I should have let Mirel stay in the Outer City and enter the Sin Domain alone, otherwise, I wouldn't have left the capsule there for her to use, leading to me looking at so many Purple Magic Crystals now but unable to take them away..."

Initially, he had only planned to come and take a look, to broaden his horizons, who would have thought the gains would be too large to even imagine.

With so many Purple Magic Crystals, he could probably get at least two hundred; once all the energy inside is absorbed, the empty shells could be cut and fetch quite a sum.

Li Zheng felt his heart bleeding.

A total of thirty-seven people participated in this battle, Xiahou Fei had already taken his share and returned to the Golden Light Zone, leaving thirty-six people including Li Zheng who hadn't yet distributed their gains.

With thirty-some people working together, it was quick; within minutes, they had dug out all the Twisted Magic Crystals and piled them up, resembling a small mountain.

By rough estimation, there were over a thousand!

And at least a third of them were the result of mental manifestation kills by the Celestial Dragon Race, unrelated to others.

Li Zheng sighed, walked over with the last few Purple Magic Crystals, and tossed them into the piled-up small mountain.

At this moment, the person responsible for counting reported a number, saying: "A total of one thousand two hundred twenty-one Magic Crystals, among them... there are ten White Magic Crystals, one Red Magic Crystal."

He glanced at Li Zheng: "All of them... were brought out by this Pathfinder."

Pathfinder?

Li Zheng heard the title and glanced at them, not understanding why they would give him such a designation.

However, he didn't ask, and the person counting began verifying each individual's contribution.

Everyone reported the number of twisted creatures they killed, then others verified their claims, for during battles, those nearby had a rough idea of how many creatures several people around them had slain.

No one falsified their reports. After everyone had distributed their shares, six hundred or so Twisted Magic Crystals remained, including more than one hundred fifty that couldn't fit into Li Zheng's package.

Excluding Li Zheng's portion, everyone looked at the remaining four hundred or so Crystals, troubled and unsure how to distribute them.

After all, those were the Celestial Dragon Race's spoils, considered ownerless.

"I have a suggestion, everyone votes to decide whether to accept it." The person counting spoke up: "If not for the Pathfinder leading us, we wouldn't have had the courage to join this battle, so I think these Celestial Dragon's Twisted Magic Crystals should belong to the Pathfinder."

This suggestion was not fair to others, because a considerable portion was also part of what others had killed along with the Celestial Dragon Race; they just hadn't landed the final hit.

Giving them all to Li Zheng would be unacceptable. Even Li Zheng felt embarrassed taking them and refused repeatedly: "No, no, let's all share equally."

"No way, sharing equally would be unfair to you," someone said: "This allocation must be fair, else similar situations in the future might cause conflicts."

Li Zheng understood this reasoning, he bitterly smiled, patting the package made from his coat: "Even if you give them to me, I can't take them away."

It's unlikely he'd take off his pants to pack these Twisted Magic Crystals, right?

If word got out, could he continue to live?

Someone looked at Li Zheng, suddenly his eyes fixed: "Are you a Wilderness man?"

The mention of Wilderness changed everyone's gaze towards Li Zheng, disbelief apparent.

"Only those born in the Wilderness might not have Storage Space..." They looked at Li Zheng, with mixed feelings, unexpected that those from the Outer City were awakened to long-slumbering resistance under the leadership of a Wilderness man.

After all, for Li Zheng to walk to the Golden Light Zone, it's impossible that his capabilities couldn't afford a Storage item; the only explanation was that he was a Wilderness man, lacking channels to purchase Storage items.

The Outer City people feared the Wilderness man while also carrying some disdain, considering Wilderness men uneducated, like a herd of savage animals.

Li Zheng froze, explaining: "I'm an Outer City Player, my Storage Space was left at the front gathering spot for my followers, I didn't bring it along."

"Oh, that's the case." Upon hearing this, everyone felt a sense of relief and nodded.

"In that case, you don't have to worry about this matter; we can help you carry the excess Twisted Magic Crystals to the Storage Space entrance for you." Someone proposed: "Now we need to solve, still, how to distribute them."

The person beside him pondered for a while and spoke: "How about the Pathfinder takes half, and we other people share the remaining half, that way it's not unfair to anyone."

After hearing this, everyone felt that although this distribution wasn't perfect, it was at least acceptable, and nodded: "Alright, let's go with that."

Everyone began counting, separating out Li Zheng's half to one side, and when someone headed back, they could conveniently take them along.

Li Zheng reminded from the side: "Those White Magic Crystals and Red Magic Crystal are mine, remember not to mix them up, lest you include them and take a loss."

In truth, it's not that he worried about others losing out; he was just unwilling to part with those eleven Twisted Magic Crystals...

All Twisted Magic Crystals were evenly distributed, everyone returned fully loaded, delighted beyond measure.

They returned together to the Golden Light Zone, instantly collapsing onto the ground, all mentally exhausted, needing some time to recover.

Finally, the person who had previously supported the Biao Race suggested helping Li Zheng carry back those Twisted Magic Crystals, temporarily storing them at his place, and walked back with Li Zheng to the Golden Light Zone.

This time, he had a legitimate reason to stay away from that Biao Race man, bravely delivering the Twisted Magic Crystals belonging to the other party, then quickly retreating beside Li Zheng, not daring to approach again.

The Biao Race man didn't mind, quietly dealing with old wounds, closing his eyes to rest.

After a few hours of rest, those preparing to return to the Outer City stood up to leave, Li Zheng took a helper, also leaving the Golden Light Zone.

Just after walking out, the person couldn't contain himself and said to Li Zheng excitedly: "Pathfinder Sir, do you know the Biao Race's true identity? He's actually a Wilderness man!"

Although nothing unpleasant was explicitly said, the tone carried evident disdain.

Li Zheng tilted his head and asked: "So what? What's wrong with being a Wilderness man?"

"Haven't you been to the Wilderness?" The person said: "Wilderness men are vicious, they find pleasure in slaughtering their own kind, renowned for their fierce lawlessness!"

Li Zheng stopped and spoke earnestly: "In the Wilderness, without laws and constraints, many things lack a clear right or wrong; no one can assert all Wilderness men are utterly despicable.

However, within our race, there's a saying: A prodigal son returning is worth more than gold.

Maybe he committed many heinous deeds from our perspective, but those were born of environment, not entirely his fault.

Now, he has a heart for repentance, we should grant him a chance to change his ways."