"This... is really bad."
Lu PingAn had wondered what lay on the other side of the vortex, but when he truly stepped into Eight-Clawed's world, he frowned.
The skin of Fishmen creatures was highly unusual. Not only was it sensitive, but the sensory organs on it could also "taste" things. The moment Lu PingAn arrived in this foreign realm, his nervous system sent back an intense urge to vomit.
The Fishmen were "tasting the water," and this body of water was clearly unfit for their kind to live in.
In fact, the catfish over there were actually throwing up.
". Did I mess up the sensory system? No, that can't be right. This was made using the Fishmen template from Mercury 42. The same thing can't smell foul over there and fragrant here. They aren't dogs."
"There's nothing wrong with your shell. The problem is this world."
Chris, on the other hand, looked completely calm, as if she did not care about the current environment at all.
Even with black wisps drifting through the surrounding waters, even with the sediment content being astonishingly high, she remained unconcerned.
"Most foreign realms simply aren't suitable for life to survive in."
Big Cat seemed to have stated a "Truth" Lu PingAn had overlooked.
Worlds like Mercury 42 and Earth were fought over because they held value. Most worlds merely existed.
This Eight-Clawed world was clearly unsuitable for Fishmen habitation. After analyzing it briefly, Lu PingAn found that it was not because the water was "poisonous," but because the "elements" of this world itself were extremely unfriendly toward Fishmen.
Lu PingAn could feel that something was eroding the Fishmen's fragile flesh.
". Metal particles?"
As the developer, he quickly reached a conclusion.
It seemed this discomfort was heavy metal poisoning? His "biological shell" was