Ten years later!
On the incredibly bustling streets, people were everywhere, either riding or leading various mutant beasts or mutant insects. They strolled leisurely, occasionally gathering for a brief chat.
Two elderly men, each leading a Mutant Orchid Mantis, gathered together, greeting each other.
"Old Zhang, you've got time to come out! And you've brought your son's baby along, don't feed it random things this time, or your son will get upset with you!"
The elder called Old Zhang, with his hands behind his back, defended himself to the person opposite, "Can you blame me? Our Little Flower is so pretty. It stands in front of a snack vendor, and the boss there gives it a bunch of food. When I saw it eat so happily, I thought it was fine. Who knew it would upset its stomach? Don't you think it pains me too? Now that I've learned my lesson, I won't give it random things to eat, no matter how much it acts cute!"
