Old Sha looked at Su Ping, who was being meticulous, with a sense of deep resentment.
Although it was absolutely certain in its heart and believed in Su Ping, it had to admit that such a method of evolutionary cultivation still made it feel extremely uncomfortable.
The taste in its mouth was like chewing wax... No, it's even worse than chewing wax, Old Sha wished it could simply spit it out, give up on evolving, and then go indulge in several huge buckets of meat and tree fruit every day in the last phase of its wolf life.
However, seeing the cold and serious look in Su Ping's eyes, Old Sha had no choice but to continue 'tasting.'
The earthy scent of tree bark, tree trunks, tree branches, and tree roots made it unbearably uncomfortable.
Yet, it had no option but to follow Su Ping's instructions closely, tasting the flavors within, feeling the texture and fibrous structures of these trees.
