An odor accompanying the vision?
Is it invisible and therefore smell-less?
Or is it all merely an illusion?
Yu Liang discerned the scent; the meat didn't seem to have gone bad, at least it didn't have the unpleasant smell of decay. The scent, rather, resembled saliva.
Saliva?
Had this minced meat been chewed and then spat out by some creature?
Upon closer inspection of the pile of meat just inches away, he indeed discerned a layer of semi-transparent white saliva.
What did this imply?
Was the chewing not for consumption but to reduce humans to this minced state?
A wary thought crossed Yu Liang's mind. It seemed highly likely that these meat mashes were some form of monsters, created by something unknown.
He instructed Li Huazhao to fetch a metal spoon, made an attempt to scoop a piece off for closer examination.
The scooping was effortless. Looking at the delicate mince on the metal spoon, Yu Liang pondered.
