Yuan Xiaole looked at the green caterpillar behind Wang Che.
He was shocked.
To be frank, a 50 centimeter green caterpillar was not considered big; there were many of them outside the war zone too.
However…
Ten days ago, this green caterpillar clearly only had ten years of cultivation base!
"How… how did you raise it?"
Yuan Xiaole studied the adorable little one.
Its two large eyes were extremely energetic.
"Ssss!"
It peered at him and subconsciously glanced at his shoulder.
Realizing that it was unoccupied, it immediately lost interest and looked elsewhere.
"It was artificially cultivated, of course," Wang Che said. "Manually cultivated."
"Then, its talent is too strong," thought Yuan Xiaole aloud. "I remember that the aptitude of green caterpillars is very low. It's stupid, and its cultivation speed is very slow."
Hearing this, the insect immediately turned around and glared at him.
