After dinner.
Chen Lun went to the study.
He poured himself a glass of milk and was about to drink it when his Spiritual Intuition once again fluctuated, sending a faint premonition of danger, though not a strong one.
"Hmm?"
Chen Lun placed the glass in front of him, observing the milk closely, but found nothing out of the ordinary, and even the panel could not detect any abnormalities.
'There is something wrong with it just like the beef... seems like it's deeply concealed.'
Chen Lun narrowed his eyes and casually threw all the milk into the Spirit World to destroy it.
He slowly sat down on a single-seater sofa, starting to think.
'I have no clues about the third opportunity for now; I was planning to go to the suburbs to look for it myself, but this matter is rather strange... I'll investigate the slaughterhouse tomorrow first.'
After making up his mind.
He began to check the new abilities he had acquired recently.
