Number 0091

Ming injected the coconut juice into the monsters, not having much hope for this small experiment. It would be best if it succeeded, but failure wouldn't matter much.

He walked out of the mist again, seeing the once again bald porcupine, he shook his head helplessly. How many barbecues would it take to use up all these quills?

This porcupine was a spendthrift.

He checked all the 'family members' in region1521, none had evolved. It seemed that he would need to bring Raoul over someday to discipline them. How could they make any progress if they weren't motivated? The world was so perilous, they needed to have the ability to protect themselves.

For the sake of this family, he had truly poured his heart out. Of course, who could have imagined that Raoul would one day become a 'teacher'?