No matter how Dr. Mark questioned him, even with Dr. Emma asking from the side, Taylor simply refused to answer and kept dodging the issue.
Don't ask. If you ask, the answer is no. If you ask, you wouldn't understand anyway.
What a joke. I can't even be bothered to deal with you, Mark, much less that brain-dead Emma. Isn't the world in this state precisely because of her bizarre ideas?
Still, it was thanks to a freak like you, Emma, that I was able to collect more Titan body tissue and, most importantly, bloodlines. If you hadn't been causing trouble here, obtaining Ghidorah's bloodline would have taken quite a bit more effort.
Looking at the dust-covered, travel-worn couple and Madison sitting between them, Taylor pondered for a moment before taking out a full family burger meal from his Spatial Storage Ring.
Eating could lower people's guard. It also made it easier to ask for things and get them to agree.
Mark and Emma were indeed hungry. They had been busy for half the day, rummaging through the ruins for ages, and had nearly exhausted their strength. Their stomachs were already growling.
Faced with Taylor's food, the couple hesitated for a moment before deciding to take it and eat.
They were truly starving.
With a smile on his face, Taylor silently watched the couple wolf down their food. Then he took out ORCA from his spatial ring, letting it float above his palm as he asked casually.
"Dr. Mark, I heard that you and your wife created ORCA together? It truly is a masterpiece that transcends its era."
Mark, who was eating a burger, froze. After struggling to swallow the food in his mouth, he spoke with an unpleasant expression.
"I don't think it's a masterpiece that transcends its era.