Upon glancing at the silent Cattleya, Klein suddenly felt a little awkward.
He didn't speak again as he turned and jumped off the boulder. He walked into the black cloister through the half-opened door.
In the square surrounded by a gloomy tower and the buildings, there were remnant fires from a war. Gigantic arrows were embedded in the ground, with the end of their shafts softly wobbling from the wind.
Frank Lee was still digging and planting something, but there wasn't food by his feet anymore, but a pool of flesh and blood.
"What experiments do you plan on performing on them?" Klein, who walked past, couldn't help but ask.
Frank smiled in excitement.
"Plenty!
"For example, all I need is one ox that can satisfy the meat requirements of an entire ship. Every time a piece of meat is sliced off, it will regrow new flesh again!"
