Han Xing was particularly looking forward to the treasures contained in the vault!
Then, he stepped forward, placed both hands on the iron door, and gently pushed.
Accompanied by the creaking sound,
the iron door gradually revealed a gap.
Strong joy appeared on everyone's faces.
"It really works!" Cheng Jianyong exclaimed in amazement from behind.
"As expected, Brother Xing is the best!"
He gave a big thumbs up.
From this gap, suddenly burst a dazzling golden light.
Even before it was fully opened, everyone felt the breath of treasures hitting them.
It was the aura of various treasures.
"Whoa, is it this exaggerated?"
"How many treasures have your Goblin Race hoarded?" Han Xing asked.
The goblin chuckled awkwardly, "Well, I'm not quite sure, I'm just a regular laborer."
"Actually, over the years, most of the resources have been consumed by ourselves, making machines, weapons, etc., using up quite a bit."
