Regarding the secondary industry, Fu Qian had always dabbled in it and quickly corrected his judgment based on what he saw.
The visibility in the space ahead was not high, making it impossible to see where the giant gripper came from.
But in a fleeting glance, its impactful design left a deep impression.
It was definitely organic material, dark red, with a long, regular chain-like shape that swung in an elegant arc over time.
And the position of the gripper at the end was much thicker by comparison, looking like a rapidly splitting tree crown—or the dendrites of neuron cells.
Sure enough, the first feeling Fu Qian had upon seeing it was the shape he had once witnessed in biology class, making the sight even more intriguing.
And once this idea was introduced, the term "chemical euphoria" seemed more reasonable.
