"These, these..."
"That's right. These are all the ones killed in the arena."
"What a business model. They squeeze every last bit of value out of them while they're alive, then keep extracting value from their corpses after death until nothing is left."
"Exactly. Who knows which genius came up with it?" Ōtsutsuki Sanjian remarked with the same emotion.
"One of them weighs a thousand tons. That should last a long time, right?"
"That's right. The most popular one is still King No. 1. It sells the best."
"I heard that ever since Ōtsutsuki Kōsuke lost that match, he's been stuffing himself with No. 1's meat for three days straight. He alone ate several tons."
Li Yu silently observed a moment of silence for Tyrannosaurus No. 1. More than a month had passed, and it still had not been eaten up.
"Then let's order a plate and try it."
They ordered some meat from other battle beasts as well, and the table came to more than a dozen divine power points.
"Your dishes, honored guests."
The one serving the dishes was a female beastman. A tail hung behind her, and with her full breasts, round hips, and wheat-colored skin, she exuded wild sensuality.
"A beastman?" Li Yu fell into thought as he watched her departing figure.
"She's from the leopard-cat beastman clan. What, little brother, interested?" Ōtsutsuki Sanjian asked with a wink.
"Is this place different from the shops outside?"
"Of course. The owner is one of us Ōtsutsuki. The waiters and cooks can be slaves. Beauty Sparrow Island is the only place where you can bring slaves out and about. It has another name too—the Lawless Land."
"I see. It really is quite an inclusive place."
Bang!
"Why hasn't my No. 12 come out yet? How did they get