Hill sat comfortably behind his desk with one leg crossed over the other. His lips curled outward, and he couldn't help narrowing his eyes.
Heh. Adrian had tried everything back then and still hadn't been satisfied with his "colorful black." Once he heard this news, he might see the truest possible version of it on his own face.
All he'd have to do was look in a mirror. Then he'd know how to choose the colors next time someone made a similar request.
"I don't know what you're thinking, but... it feels like you're enjoying someone else's misfortune.
"You always seem to be in a good mood at times like this, sir," Purvi said with heartfelt feeling. "I suppose, no matter what kind of creature you are, your friends' troubles are always the most entertaining!"
Hill pressed a hand to his forehead. "Don't you have anything else to do, Purvi?
"Then go clean!"
Purvi fell silent at once. By now, he could tell when Hill genuinely wanted him to complete his daily cleaning task and when Hill just wanted him to shut up.
Hill sighed, glanced at the orchids, and floated their box into the laboratory.
At least he could be sure of one thing: wherever the spider's toxin had come from, it definitely wasn't the Bottomless Abyss.
Hill suddenly grew curious about the Elves who had begun leaving this world a thousand years ago.
He placed the orchids on separate crystal workbenches and activated a Purification Formation, a growth-acceleration formation, and a standard isolation formation for them, respectively.
Only after sealing off the laboratory completely did he return to his study.
Picking up the list again, Hill said softly, "Purvi, keep an eye on the laboratory. If anything unexpected happens, tell me immediately."
"Yes, sir." Purvi hesitated for a