When he did this, he never concealed his true intentions from the ants, because there was no need. Faced with absolute power, animals have no choice but to live or die—a truth even young animals understand.

Therefore, I don't need to use deception to achieve my goals. To me, this planet is like an anthill in the eyes of you humans.

If a human infant gets the toy it wants, will it still be so fixated on teasing the ants that can be found everywhere on the roadside?

Su He remained silent for a long time, her right fist clenched tightly, as if she were holding a piece of charcoal that had been heated to a bright red.

Lavinia saw right through his thoughts, her face practically overflowing with greed and drool, as if she was already fantasizing about the pleasure of devouring Xu Milu:

Xu Milu is a great tonic for him.

A cub in its prime, brimming with merit but yet to attain Nirvana.

All intelligent life on this planet—no, all life in this plane combined—cannot match the energy gained from devouring her.

Lavinia had a premonition that if he could successfully devour his opponent, his physical condition could even return to its peak!

Su He closed his eyes tightly, his face as white as paper. After a long while, he seemed to have made a decision, and tremblingly accepted the tube of ominous liquid.

"You made the right choice, you're a smart person."

Lavinia seemed like a devil tempting people to sign agreements; the hollow white mist in his eyes seemed to surge with life.

"Bring her to me, and I'll give you everything you want."

"What you do depends on how much you want to live."

...

...

Tell me, how much do you want to live?

Xu Milu stood in the black market clinic, her gaze fixed intently on the brain in the vat, which was immersed in a green solution.

On the operating table in front of him lay a cyborg model of a young girl, while the grinning doctor, covered in machine oil, held a chainsaw, ready to go.