The man in the wheelchair was about to say something more when Little Illusion grabbed Wenren Sheng's leg and shook it.
"I'm hungry! I want food, right now!"
"Heh, brother, I had wanted to speak with you a while longer, but this girl can't stand being hungry." Wenren Sheng smiled and spread out his hand. A Strange Seed glowing with azure-green light appeared in his palm.
The wheelchair-bound man, who had remained calm and composed until then, suddenly began breathing heavily at the sight of the Strange Seed.
Great Toad, standing behind him, was immediately astonished. It had never seen Your Excellency this agitated before.
Not even when they had once stormed the Heavenly Court and sat on the Great Heavenly Lord's throne for half a quarter-hour had he been so excited.
"Ah, Old Wen, that's a Strange Seed! The whole world produces at most ten or twenty of them a year, yet you're willing to give one away? You don't even know to give me a few to play with." Little Illusion immediately complained.
"Don't you already have enough?" Wenren Sheng said helplessly. As he spoke, the Strange Seed floated up and hovered before the man in the wheelchair.
When this fellow manifested that giant God Statue in Miken during the Miken Nuclear Explosion, who knew how many he had collected? Thinking about it now, he must have had several hundred.
Strange Seeds were merely seeds, like embryos. Whether they would become figures celebrated by hundreds of millions for ages or unremarkable dust in the earth...
That depended on innate talent as well as later nurturing and growth. Both had to work together.
Little Illusion was not about to let him off. "But you didn't give me those! No, you have to give me ten later."
"Many thanks, Great