"More than last time, one hundred and fifty-four pieces!"
After counting the harvested Insect Extreme Crystals, someone shouted out loud.
Shi Chun also yelled, "Brother Chu, come collect the goods."
"Coming, coming."
Chu Jingtang, with his beard, squeezed over with several junior monks, cheerily. After counting on the spot, he announced loudly to everyone, "We've collected one hundred and fifty-four pieces, making a total of two thousand and ninety-four pieces."
Everyone was cheerful. Having a harvest was naturally a reason to be happy, but the additional two or three hundred pieces still didn't mean much.
However, it did have its benefits; they could prove afterwards that they had indeed been working, just not very well.
They tallied the casualties, no one had died, though six people were slightly injured, two of them more seriously, but it wasn't a big issue.