Twin Towers, Silkworm House.
At this moment, the silkworm cocoons hanging on the mulberry wood racks had changed in appearance: one had grown to half a meter tall, the other close to three meters, making them particularly conspicuous in the room.
"Nnng nnng."
The Silkworm Queen complained to Ivan, the room's mulberry wood had withered due to the transformation of the two rapid wood silkworms.
These were no ordinary mulberry woods, they hadn't completely decayed after withering, otherwise, the rack would have certainly collapsed.
"I know, I'll have someone bring in a new batch afterward."
Ivan soothed with a sentence; he found that the Silkworm Queen was quite carefree, not worried about the safety of her offspring. On the contrary, she was more active than usual, seemingly a bit excited.
