Hilda was chattering away by his ear.
Zheng Qing gradually recalled the results of the "Firefly Beetle modification" project she had mentioned—shortly after entering the university during the first semester of his freshman year, Zheng Qing had captured a wild kappa by Linzhong Lake during a nighttime patrol. Amid the chaos that night, Hilda's modified Firefly Beetles had left a very deep impression on him.
Unlike other Firefly Beetles, Hilda's Firefly Beetles were extraordinarily sensitive to demonic aura. The denser the aura, the brighter they shone; the thinner it was, the dimmer their light became. Furthermore, they could actively form orderly search formations, ensuring that no suspicious target was overlooked.
"I don't have any Great Sprite specimens to offer those old men."
Zheng Qing muttered. The thought of that so-called Review Committee turning pretty, adorable Great Sprites into mummies sent a chill down his spine, and he firmly rejected the possibility.
"That's why I said you should thank Councilwoman Su."
As she spoke, Hilda lifted a corner of her mask again and edged closer to Zheng Qing. In a very low voice, she pressed on, "The materials presented by the Review Committee were very limited... I heard your Great Sprites evolved from a group of ordinary little green sprites? What approach did you use for the modification? From an alchemical perspective, or from the perspective of Magical Creatures? Did you formulate the nutrient solution you fed them yourself? How strong is the magical power of those Great Sprites? Have they developed self-awareness? Self-awareness is the most fundamental boundary between Alchemy Dolls and Alchemical Creatures... Do they still need your nutrient solution now? If they cannot break free of the potion's restraints, then these Great Sprites ultimately cannot be considered perfect evolved forms."
The string of questions came fast and thick,