A moment after landing, dust still drifting like lazy ghosts...
"Good work," Wang Xiao said, casually patting Ning Xue's head.
"Mm-hmm…"
Ning Xue stiffened, lips twitching, then quietly walked away like someone fleeing a crime scene. Being petted like a family pet in front of others? Absolutely not.
The undead horde was somehow less terrifying.
Wang Xiao watched her stroll off, amused. She moved through the frozen battlefield, golden silica spreading under her steps, like molten sunlight poured onto corpses, freezing them in shimmering sculpture.
He turned to Isabelle.
"Study how undead bodies function without organs," he said, as if he were asking someone to pass him the salt. "See if you can graft regeneration onto them. Add it to the prototype. Plenty of species here for you to play with."
Isabelle adjusted her glasses with frightening enthusiasm.
