Anthony and Negris held a spit melon shell, leading a group of silver coins and some Star Descendants back to Ange's side.
Negris asked somewhat urgently, "Ange, is this the shell of a spit melon? I'm not quite sure. Last time when tidying up the Star Progeny Master's treasury, I only glanced at it, but such a thick and hard shell should be from the spit melon, right?"
Ange took the shell, looked at it, nodded, and then tilted his head while examining it.
"Spit melon shell, second one, a subspecies found it, saying it was from an Abyss Dimension." Anthony quickly summarized the key points.
Although Negris had a good memory and exceptional calculation skills, he often took a long time to get to the point. This kind of habit was fine when chatting, as it could easily open up topics, but when reporting, it wasted time.
Ange grabbed the shell and squeezed it, seemingly feeling something. With a forceful squeeze, he flattened the shell and squeezed out several seed-like objects.
