The team began cutting down the monster's commission voucher.
Meanwhile, Hephaestus launched a "fierce attack" on the processed monsters.
Getting used to things is truly terrifying.
Hephaestus had unconsciously become accustomed to the taste of Kobolds and goblins, eating them expressionlessly, one bite at a time, as if eating small bread.
Now, just by looking at them, though all are ordinary monsters, it knows clearly which ones are tasty and which may have slightly worse flavors.
Then it first eats those with passable taste.
The seasoned eater has gained experience.
Gauss watched the shadow return to Ying's side, still very curious.
He reached out and poked its arm.
The fingertip feedback was a very peculiar feeling.
The touch was neither like the warmth of touching solid flesh nor like the emptiness of piercing through thin air, but touching a flowing medium.
Between solid and non-solid.
How magical...
"Do they have their own basic awareness?"
