Lab

I frowned. There’s no way. A guy like this? Buying a Chimera Lord? He had to be wasting my time.

"You don’t look like someone who could afford even a Chimera’s claw," I said, skeptical.

The old man smirked. "Appearances can be deceiving, young man. Show me the corpse."

I hesitated for a moment, then sighed. Fine. Let’s see what he does.

I reached into my Inventory and pulled out the Chimera Lord’s body. The enormous, multi-headed beast dropped onto the ground with a heavy thud, its preserved form still radiating a faint trace of mana.

The moment it landed, the old man’s entire demeanor changed.

His frail posture straightened. His dull eyes gleamed with a predator’s sharpness. He stepped forward, running his hand along the corpse, inspecting it with a practiced touch. He checked the hide, the claws, the fangs—his fingers lingering on the mana core embedded deep in its chest.