Hill leaned against the doorframe, arms folded, and thought.
Judging by the silk spiders' reactions, they needed Crystal Fruit even more.
Golden Cloud Orchid had already mutated them to this extent, but Crystal Fruit... seemed able to complete something in their genes.
They couldn't be smaller than a period, could they? Would they even be visible to the naked eye?
This was terrifying enough already!
Hill suddenly shuddered. Good heavens! When people ate Crystal Fruit in this world, were they swallowing spiders along with it?
Then... was the thing still alive inside them a human, or a Spiderfolk?
Cold sweat broke out on his nose. What about Telashir?
Had the nearly invisible silk spiders brought into Telashir by those Oaisis Elves already begun breeding in the Elf Forest?
There were enough Crystal Fruit Trees there to brew thousands of bottles of Crystal Mystery every year for sale to the human world!
He whipped around to look at the tiny spiders, abandoned the last of his squeamishness, and strode toward the workbench. At the very least, he had to find out whether they could survive being brewed into strong liquor.
However rare or valuable these silk spiders might be, none of it mattered beside the safety of his friends in Telashir.
Hill silently drew a deep breath. At least before he had left Telashir, there had definitely been no trace of anything alive in Crystal Mystery.
That was one thing Hill could not have misjudged.
In Telashir, especially after the World Tree had lifted the sky again, no presence could escape his detection.
Hill's investigation then took a direction entirely different from that of Oaisis World's alchemists.
He needed to determine the limits of the silk spiders' survival: the extremes of temperature and acidity or alkalinity they could withstand, and whether