"What is that?"
Li Zheng saw Xiao Siyuan squatting in front of two piles of rotten flesh, inspecting them, and stepped forward to inquire about the situation.
"It looks like hair."
Xiao Siyuan, unfazed, stretched out a finger and picked out a piece of black, tangled mass from the rotten flesh.
Liu Jiale came over, pinched the strand lightly and snapped it: "It does look like hair."
Zhan Zhouzhou hadn't walked over yet when she suddenly heard them talking and stiffened: "Xiao Ye, are you sure you killed two bats?"
Ye Yuan was at the back, initially intending to carry the Gatling gun deeper into the hall, completely ignoring what Li Zheng and the others were discussing.
Upon hearing Zhan Zhouzhou's question, she responded calmly: "I'm sure, it was just two..."
She noticed the little Ying standing on Li Zheng's shoulder and pointed at it: "Just two bats about the size of that one.
