Dinner is over.
On the tray covered with banana leaves, there is a mess, leaving only some lemon slices and chili decorations.
Not far from the mansion, on the reef under the night sky.
Crash, the waves continuously hit the rocks, water droplets occasionally splashing, landing on Xia Yu's hair and shoulders.
"So this is its appearance, also its 'life'!"
A voice breaks the prolonged silence.
The leader of the food society who first spoke seems to have figured out many things, gazing at the young man beside him, "No wonder our chief authority in the research organization says life begins with 'it' and ends with god."
Xia Yu calmly says, "According to my current understanding, it is more like a feed, while god is a formed life entity, representing vitality and longevity."
Lance understood, and a trace of realization appeared in his eyes.
This is like the newborn and the elder.
Undoubtedly, 'god' plays the role of the elder in the branch of this life food ingredient.
