Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 848 - 691: Lanci, Have Dinner First_4

It continued speaking.

The carcass of an Eighth-order Strongman is easy to covet.

Aside from being used as high-grade material for some very heretical magic devices, it can also be turned into puppets or used for biological experiments. People like the Archbishop of Decay might set their sights on the deceased’s remains, and cremating them right away is the best choice.

"I see."

Lanci said to himself, gazing out of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel.

Inside the Platinum Sen Palace Mental Hotel in the bustling District 2 of North Shore,

one has an unobstructed view of everything: the hillside highlands, the Selina River, the floral sea park, the streets, the Temple, the squares.

In these past couple of days, Huadu’s repair work seemed to proceed quite swiftly, as there were hardly any traces of ruin left to be seen.

The Poseen Kingdom is renowned for its highly developed Magical Engineering in the eastern region, and with Huadu’s maximum human and material resources, it’s likely that it will be almost completely restored in a short time.

"Today, many famous attractions have hardly any visitors. If you go, it might just be a world for two, meow, perfect for dating."

Cat Boss, like Lanci, looked out the window and said.

"Who would I date? Cat Boss, do you want to go on a date with me?"

Lanci asked, stroking Little Black Cat with one hand and laughing with interest.

"With Tata!"

Cat Boss paid no mind to Lanci’s joking and stated.

Having spent so much time with Lanci, Cat Boss had gradually started to see him as an Old Man, but now realized that he was actually quite young.

Lanci stopped and turned around.

He crouched down to pick it up.

"Cat Boss, using the word Old Man in this context is not really appropriate or accurate,"

Lanci said, looking earnestly at Cat Boss as he explained.

He thought Cat Boss was contemplating something exceptionally impolite.

"Meow, isn’t Old Man a compliment?"

Cat Boss replied with widened eyes, surprised.

"..."

Lanci found it hard to explain and chose to keep silent, letting Cat Boss deduce on its own.

"So, Lanci, was I right? You care about Tata now, really care about her."

Cat Boss asked innocently, returning to the previous question.

"She comforts me, caring about that sort of thing, it’s just not true. I was just too tired then."

Lanci looked up and took a deep breath, seemingly exasperated.

He gazed at Cat Boss and revealed a hundred percent smile, calmly and collectedly denying it.