Is something missing?
What's missing? The foul stench of Rat-men?
Watching the collective effort of everyone's ideas come to fruition, Huai Shi was still not satisfied. Marvel instinctively wanted to argue. However, he then remembered that Huai Shi wasn't some amateur who didn't understand anything and just pointed fingers randomly, so he forcibly restrained himself.
After a long silence, he asked, "Then, do you have any suggestions?"
"Sorry, I'm not trying to nitpick," Huai Shi scratched his head, thought for a bit, and said seriously, "It just feels a bit half-hearted. You see, since we're after excitement, why not go all the way?"
"Huh?" Marvel was astonished.
They were nearly turning Rat-men into the Abyss Great Muscle Tyrant. How could that not be thorough enough?
"Like, for instance, look at these bones—"
