"What is it?" The Little Octopus poked his head over curiously.
Yu Zhizhi took hold of one of his tentacles, pulling him in. "Can I see your Beast Bone?"
"Oh, sure."
The Little Octopus draped himself over the chair, his body soft and limp. He actually hated being touched by others, especially when they wanted to examine his Beast Bone—
'What was there to examine? No matter how many times they checked, it was always the same.'
But after spending so much time with the little rabbit, he wasn't as bothered by it. Besides, he knew the little rabbit was a Healer, so he just let her be.
Yu Zhizhi stroked the Little Octopus's tentacle, then placed her palm over his head. Gently extending her spiritual power, she saw it: inside his body, the Beast Bone was like a dead branch, without the slightest trace of life.
She froze for a moment.
