[Did he just say Genetic mutation?]
"I was just born like this..."
Berkah replied bluntly, his brows furrowed at the man before him.
"Ah I see! How very interesting..."
"I wonder if it's due to a dominant allele or a recessive one? More importantly, did he get it from his mother or father."
Akeso began murmuring to himself, his eyes fixed only on the wings on Berkah's back.
[Allele... How does he know that word?]
[This world should not be that scientifically advanced to be able to study genetics...]
[Ah, I guess that's due to the auto translate thingy...]
[But still...]
Berkah pondered deeply; Akeso's words were surprisingly complex.
Although the term "allele" wasn't something Berkah expected to hear, it was something that was translated into a term he could understand.
In this world, the common language was different from the one Berkah knew.
